Build Up Guts Of A Bear For The Sake Of Parents
Idlers Note: In celebration of Fathers Day, which is coming up, Im releasing a bonus chapter for today! I hope you enjoy! Eh I might end up paying for this later on in tears and blood when I have to hustle to keep up with the schedule Ive set but I thought Xiaobao would disapprove if I didnt do sothing special to acknowledge a holiday that celebrated fathers like a filial child should.
Erniu was bewildered by the money earned by this thing called grilled fish stripsor more precisely, the items earned. He never thought that the fish he had never liked eating, after going through such processing, would be this tasty. These days, every ti he ca over from ho, he would bring several fish strips to share together with Yingtao.
Hey, do you think that there are so illicit feelings between Erniu and Yingtao? Through observation, Wang Juan discovered this bit. During todays walking exercise ti, she asked why was it that Erniu gave only Yingtao fish strips but never gave any to her and Zhang Xiaobao.
Juan-Juan, please change the type of greeting. Dont call hey. You can call Xiaobao or even call Baolang. After all, we are one family. Zhang Xiaobao was in a good mood. The grilled fish strips returned quite a few things which could sustain future growth.
Comrade Zhang Xiaobao, I am not that familiar with you. Juan-Juan is not what you can call . Dont assu that identity will let suddenly treat you well. Please directly answer my question. Wang Juan was also obviously in a good mood and she even had ti to playfully bicker. For her, this was very rare.
Zhang Xiaobao had no retort. He was currently still holding Wang Juans little hand while circling the flower urns in the garden. That sufficed in expressing the issue. There was no need to admit to anything in speech. They were all not children. Reality would prove everything.
Wanting to pick a flower yet also discovering that his physical height was not yet high enough to climb up the flower urn, he sighed as he said: I dont care about the relationship between the two of them. Only when a person feels like they have no way of controlling their subordinates does a ban on this type of conduct or emotions in subordinates appear. Its simply two peopleI think I can manage that. About why he doesnt give us grilled fish strips to eat, on this point, I would like to praise Comrade Erniu. At least, hes not stupid and realizes that our teeth arent suited for eating stuff with this kind of difficulty.
Is your aning that Im stupid? Wang Juans little hand used force, wanting to painfully squeeze Zhang Xiaobao. But in the end, she discovered that the physical attributes of the two of them were about equal so could only give up this action.
Quit squeezing. Its no use. Even if youre stronger than and crush the bones in my hand, do you think I would be frightened? I havent endured any less hardship than you. If I make one sound, then I wouldnt be called Zhang Xiaobao. Erniu, co overits all being seen into your eyes.[1]
Upon being gripped with great force by Wang Juan, Zhang Xiaobaos little hand suddenly relaxed, using a type of passivity to let Wang Juan understand that everybody had the sa kind of tenacity. He then turned his head to call out to Erniu who was over there exchanging flirty looks with Yingtao.
Little Mister, you [honorific] called? Erniu was fawningly[2] helping Yingtao rub the fish strips that were slightly tough[3] when he heard Little Mister call for him. Running over agilely, he bowed his head as he smiled at Zhang Xiaobao while he spoke.
After a bit, when and Juan-Juan have had milk and my Mom is coming out of the room, you go and find my Mom to say that you want to partner up with my Mom in a business deal. Can you or can you not do that? Zhang Xiaobao stared at Erniu as he asked.
Can Or cannot? Erniu originally thought that Little Mister sought him out to randomly order so things. He didnt think that it was to actually let him go into talks with Mistress. Terrified, he didnt know how to respond for the mont.
Youre asking ? Your family made quite a bit these few days, right? Ive decided to offer a tenth of the profits to your familyjust have to see if you can keep up appearances. Zhang Xiaobao wrinkled his brow, a little dissatisfied with Ernius timidity.
Erniu gulped. Thinking of the money made from the grilled fish strips, to say that he wasnt tempted was false. A tenth was already not a small amount. But upon thinking that the one to be faced was Mistress, he also felt like his heart had no ground.[4] How could he dare go talk to Mistress of partnership? It was like scheming with a tiger for their pelt.
Speak, whats the use of simply wiping your sweat? What needs to be confronted still has to be confronted. Didnt see that you were so hot before when you were helping Yingtao to rub the fish strips. Zhang Xiaobao discovered that his patience seed to not be as good as in the past. At the sa ti, he was also disappointed with Erniu. With this kind of person, how could he use him to do anything in the future?
Little Mister, Id dare with anyone else. But Mistress, even if you [honorific] lend the guts to do so, I dont dare to go have talks about so partnership. I know I have caused you [honorific] to lose face. How about you [honorific] give a beating? Erniu thought for a bit but still couldnt call up the resolve. Even when gambling with your life, the opponent had to be picked out.
Zhang Xiaobao shut his eyes, not really knowing what he should say. With such a plaything that couldnt even stand up in public,[5] he couldnt even get angry. He turned his head to look at Wang Juan to consult: Lets see if we can get so money from your family. Two guan [strings] should be enough. Im not willing to ask my Mom for money again.
Havent we already made money? What do you still want money for? Wang Juan didnt understand one bit. There were quite a few things received in exchange for the grilled fish stripsat, eggs, food grains, oil. Why did Zhang Xiaobao still feel that it wasnt enough? There were no issues with making the paste sauce anymore.
If it really was this simple an arrangent, then its not , Zhang Xiaobao. The way I do things has always been like a ring linked to a ring, as if a chain of interlocking rings. The grilled fish strips were only sold in the small surrounding areas and already had these kinds of results. Think about it. Those people with a few resources, are they fools? If Im not wrong in my thinking, there are already people analyzing the recipe for grilled fish strips.
I want to use the money to do a promotion and sell the theory behind making grilled fish strips so we can earn an extra sum. Im not going swindling but I should at least get the maximum profit, right? Zhang Xiaobao felt a bit solitary at this mont. It was lonely at the top.[6]
You want to sell the technology for the oven? That is feasible. Then, Ill try getting so money. Wang Juan, feeling that she understood, agreed with a nod.
But Zhang Xiaobao shook his head: Dont look at how simple making an oven is but I definitely wont sell it. I want to bake cakes in the future, ~ne. What Im selling is the recipe for the grilled fish strips. Whatever else, the oven cant be taken out. Wait until after Ive finished baking cakes and have been noticed by so people to discuss that.
What recipe do grilled fish strips have? Isnt it just pickling and drying? Getting a grasp of these basics is enough. Wang Juan asked in confusion after trying to synchronize with Zhang Xiaobaos thinking pace yet found that she had no way of doing so.
You dont understand this then. Dont look at how simple it was when I spoke of it. To really get a grasp of it requires so many years of experience. Ill give you an example. I seem to rember that it was France that saw that Germany had telescopes so they wanted to make them. In the end, they discovered that the telescopes they made had air bubbles. They paid a huge price to finally exchange for the technique. This technique only had two wordsgrind & polish. The taste of being baked dry and grilled dry arent the sa. Pickled and not pickled is also not the sa. We here dont have marine fish so the issue of saltiness is fundantal. I need money to open the markets. I want to mass produce fish strips to go to the large areas for a free promotion. The things we got in barter in the early phase, I want to directly convert to money to go buy more fish. The ti is too long. I dont want to wait. I dont need to say what ti is, right? Zhang Xiaobao explained patiently.
Wang Juan looked into those pitch-black eyes of Zhang Xiaobao, almost imagining montarily that she had been sucked inside. Nodding, she said: I was previously dubbed a genius by others. Now, I finally understand. Any coincidence is an inevitability. For you to be able to beco an International Criminal Swindler was not re trickery. To tell the truth, I am a bit envious of the education within the prisons. Its like what so people have said beforethe gathering point of geniuses, besides the research universities, is in the prisons.[7]
The conversation between the both of them used lip speech. They didnt think much of it but the pressure on Erniu was very great. He thought that Little Mister was preparing to give up on him. Thinking of his familys future living, thinking of his parents, at this mont, he finally gritted his teeth as he resolved his mind: Little Mister, I will do as you [honorific] say. Ill talk. Ill go talk with Mistress. Big dealits only a single life.
Ernius words caused Zhang Xiaobao to feel surprise. He originally did plan to give up on Erniu. It wasnt not permitting him to follow but a decision to not let him co in contact with any important matters in the future. Now, upon hearing Ernius words, the original idea of abandonnt eased. He asked: Why?
For my Dad and Mom. I trust Little Mister that you [honorific] will definitely let make lots of money. Ive always wanted to let my Dad and Mom have at to eat for every al and good clothing to wear. Ill put my all into it. Erniu honestly replied.
Good child. Thats right. Youre not bad. Follow from now on. Zhang Xiaobao praised him. He forgot that he himself was the genuine child right now.
Mrs. Zhang-Wang was the sa as before, coming over at the ti that the children needed to have milk. She fully fed the two children, one at each side, watching the two kids fall asleep. She was just about to go out the door to busy herself with her own matters but discovered that Erniu who usually hid far away was actually blocking the door today.
Erniu, is there anything you need to tell ? Is it about Baolang and Juan-Juan? Mrs. Zhang-Wang glanced over Erniu as she lightly asked.
Erniu had already drank a bit of wine and was currently brewing up the nerve. He had thought he could directly face Mistress to speak but then upon hearing Mistress ask him, that little bit of courage built up by the wine was suddenly gone. He bowed his head to stare at his feet, timidly saying: No, nothing, Mistress. You [honorific] walk well.
Unh, take good care of Xiaobao and Juan-Juan and you wont be ill-treated later on. Mrs. Zhang-Wang made a sound in confirmation, then moved to walk away into the distance.
Erniu froze there. Thinking, he used his hand to forcefully pinch his own thigh before he finally mustered up the courage again and loudly said: Mistress, please wait. I, I have words to speak.
Unh? Speak of what? Mrs. Zhang-Wang stopped, slowly turning around to ask while staring at Erniu.
Erniu at this ti knew he no longer had any path of retreat. Letting the sweat freely flow down his forehead, he gulped and stamred as he said: Miss, Mistress, I, I want to, with you [honorific], talk, talk about, deal, business. Unh, right, its talk, talk business.
Oh? You said you wanted to talk business with ? Good, Erniu has promise. Speak. What business do you want to talk about? Buying yourself back? Mrs. Zhang-Wang was puzzled. She didnt know what illness had struck this Erniu today to even want to discuss business with her. What a joke! What qualifications did he have? The sale-bond item[8] was still in her hands.
No, not . Its, its my family. My family wasnt sold. My parents as well as my [Older] Bro Daniu and my younger sister are still all peasants. My familys business, grilled fish strips, the ones sold in the surrounding area in these past few days, our manor still doesnt have these grilled fish strips. Talk, talking about this. Erniu tried his best to not let himself be so afraid, trembling as he spoke.
Grilled fish strips? You said fish strips? Could it be that it is your family that made them? What gall! Your family are peasants from our manor. The things that you made, why have you not first spoken of it for to hear? Mrs. Zhang-Wang scolded angrily.
since the confidentiality of the servants was literally ensured by the master having the legal power of life and death over them. The Chinese counterpart to the Western stereotype of the English butler that has served the lord of the manor in a position that had been passed down from father to son would be bound to the household in an indentured servitude arrangent that was usually for life and considered an honor or privilege. Sotis, such loyal servants were granted the right to bear the households surna as a display of how trusted and valued they were. This will be why in my translations, I will rarely use slave for the servants even if they technically were not free citizens and could be treated like property or abused by their masters because of the Chinese view that it was more servitude unless it is unequivocally a slavery situation where freedom was virtually impossible to gain like with war slaves, etc.
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