Chapter 21 It's Time to Give It a Go

"How can you ask for so much money?"

Seeing everyone's reaction, Wu Tao knew that he had encountered the second level. Whether or not this level can be passed is the key to determining the plan of the Nongjiale Manor.

After all, 20,000 yuan is not a small amount, enough to build a big tile-roofed house with a yard in Liyuan Village.

Now that the business has not yet started, the 20,000 yuan will be distributed first, which is unacceptable for rural people like parents who have not been in contact with business.

But those who do great things must spend the money that should be spent.

Wu Tao cheered up, and confidently faced the elders and said: "First of all, the interior and exterior decoration is 3,000 yuan; then it is necessary to install a telephone, which is another 3,000 yuan; for catering, a freezer is always necessary Yes, 1,000 yuan; marketing and advertising are the most important, 3,000 yuan is not much, right?"

Zhang Huilan counted, "Only these few things are worth 10,000 yuan!"

"Then there is still 10,000?" Wu Binghua said with a serious face.

"It's so hot in summer, so there must be an air conditioner? In the east room, there are at least two on-hook, exactly 10,000 yuan."

After Wu Tao finished speaking, Wu Binghua immediately waved his hand and said, "Don't install the air conditioner yet. It won't be too late to install the air conditioner when the market improves."

"Alright!" Hearing this, Wu Tao immediately agreed, because in his plan, he didn't plan to install the air conditioner at the beginning.

"Even if you don't install the air conditioner, it will cost 10,000 yuan. The question is, where can I get the money?" Zhang Huilan shook her hands in worry, "The only thing I have at home is the 2,000 yuan that I just sold the silkworm cocoons for."

The old man put down his chopsticks and said, "I have more than 2,000 coffin books, use them first."

Seeing this, Aunt Hua thought for a while and said, "Brother, sister-in-law, I haven't saved much money these years, only two thousand yuan, if you need it, just use it."

It's not relative, but Aunt Hua's ability to say this is not in vain for all the care the family has given her and her mother over the years.

Wu Tao recalled the fate of Aunt Hua in his previous life, and couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

Maybe it was because she received so many small favors from the Wu family that when Heidan couldn't afford to go to college later, she really couldn't open her mouth. In desperation, the boss who coveted her took advantage of it.

This misstep will eventually become eternal hatred. On the day Heidan graduated from university and returned to his hometown, Aunt Hua committed suicide by drinking dichlorvos alone at home.

So in this life, Wu Tao felt that if he could pull her, he would pull her. Anyway, it's a matter of piggybacking, not to mention that Heidan will be a credible and available talent in the future, killing two birds with one stone.

Sure enough, as soon as Aunt Hua finished speaking, Wu Binghua declined and said, "Mother Heidan, it's not easy for you orphans and widowed mothers. You must keep some money with you for emergencies. It doesn't matter if there is a lack of money here. If it's a big deal, I'll borrow it!"

Aunt Hua was in a hurry, "Brother, sister-in-law, you have taken care of me for so many years, it's only right for me to contribute a little bit at critical times. Don't look down on my little money, you must accept it."

At this time, Heidan also rarely interjected: "Uncle Hua, Aunt Lan, just accept it!"

Zhang Huilan, who has always been straightforward and straightforward, was also moved when she saw this, her eyes were moist, but she said decisively: "Go and borrow it from his uncle! If he dares not to give it, let me see how I deal with him!"

Wu Tao knew that the old lady was talking about the old uncle Zhang Zhongping, but the money of the uncle's family was in the hands of the aunt. That's why the old lady was so ruthless, it was nothing more than worrying that the old uncle couldn't make the decision and couldn't afford the money.

"It's really not possible, I can go to his uncle to borrow it!" Wu Binghua said this with a neck twist.

The old man was confident, "That's right, ask him to borrow it! If he dares not to borrow it, I'll talk to his father!"

This little uncle is the only son of the second grandfather's family, and he is the third eldest, so he is especially afraid of seeing the old man as an uncle. As for the second grandfather's generation, the elder brother, the old man, has always been the only follower. That's why the old man dared to speak so forcefully.

But when Zhang Huilan heard this, she quickly dissuaded her: "Let's forget it, take the money to my brother's house! It's not like you don't know who his third aunt is. Later, if you come to our house to make trouble for this little money, then Not worth it."

So the scene fell into silence, speechless for a moment.

Wu Tao couldn't bear to see the whole family being embarrassed and embarrassed in order to borrow thousands of dollars.

He touched Heidan's head and said, "Go to my room and bring me my bag."

Heidan rushed into the ear room in a flash, and came back with a heavy bag in a blink of an eye. Wu Tao took the bag, seeing that everyone was still frowning, not paying attention to his actions.

"Ahem, if it's only a budget of 10,000 yuan, I've already got it all together!" Wu Tao said, putting a stack of old people's heads on the table.

Zhang Huilan looked up and suddenly felt a little dizzy.

Wu Binghua was so horrified that his jaw almost dropped, his old face turned red up to the neck and he said, "Where did you get so much money?"

This attitude obviously misunderstood Wu Tao. Fortunately, Zhang Huilan remembered what her son had just said when she got home, and said in disbelief, "Tao, this is the money you earned? Let me have some!"

Wu Tao smiled and handed the money to his old lady. Although he knew the exact amount, since my old lady likes to count, let her count it.

"You are a student, what do you do to earn money?" Wu Binghua's face softened a little, but he still couldn't figure it out.

Immediately afterwards, he took out the manuscript recording notification and the manuscript fee notification and handed them over. Wu Tao said confidently, "Dad, look at this!"

Wu Binghua was about to reach out to pick it up, but the old man snatched it halfway and said, "Go get my glasses!"

Aunt Hua was so close that she had already caught a glimpse of the title and guessed it.

"Xiaotao, you are really good at it, you can earn so much money by writing articles! Hei Dan, look at it, I will learn from you brother Tao in the future!"

Heidan hummed heavily, and Wu Jiang hurriedly shouted, not to be outdone, 'I want to, and I want to learn from my brother! '

Wu Tao patted the heads of the two children and said: "Grandpa, Dad, Mom, here is a total of 4,000 yuan, which is my contribution fee for two articles. If there is no accident, there will be another 4,000 yuan next month."

"Including the two thousand at home, it's exactly ten thousand!" Aunt Hua smiled and said, "In that case, you've already figured it out. Let us worry about it for nothing!"

On the other side, Zhang Huilan had just finished ordering a pile of old people's heads, and she said with a happy face, "Four thousand yuan is a lot!"

Holding the manuscript recording notice, the old man shook his hands even more excitedly and said: "Okay, Xiaotao has published articles to earn manuscript fees! It's awesome, much better than I was back then. I must write to you about this matter." Uncle, show off and show off!"

Unexpectedly, the last time my son said that he wanted to be self-reliant, it turned out to be true!

Precise calculation, step by step, and overall control, Wu Binghua thought to himself, his son seemed to have grown up overnight, his thinking was more flexible than his own, he was talented, courageous, and courageous!

My son has worked so hard to earn money, so why do I have any reason to cringe?

It's time to give it a go!

At this moment, the spiritual shackles that had been placed on Wu Binghua for many years were finally broken.

Thanks to Sailing 888 for the first prize!