Chapter 49

Saying this, Lu Xiaoya gave Su Xinghui a thumbs up, and she couldn't help but pick up another chopstick and eat it.

Xia Zhu said, "Brother Xinghui's skills are naturally good. Last time my father and mother both said that the dishes he made were too delicious!"

After eating two bites of fish, Lu Xiaoya tasted the braised pork made by Su Xinghui, as well as the wood ear stir-fried with meat. She almost swallowed her tongue again. The pigs here were raised by the common people and didn't eat feed. The mushrooms and wood ears were all picked in the mountains. How could the dishes made with such ingredients not be delicious?

When she tasted a bite of the stir-fried bok choy with fatty meat that Su Xinghui had just taken out of the pot, she said to Su Xinghui, "No, one meal is not enough. I want you to cook a few more meals for me in the future, otherwise I'll be at a loss!"

Su Xinghui laughed, "Sure, as long as there is an opportunity, I can cook as many meals as you want!"

Lu Xiaoya now felt that Su Xinghui was simply a treasure house. The longer she spent with him, the more surprises he could give her. Compared with the male students around her who could be seen through at a glance, there was simply no comparison.

Su Xinghui also told Lu Xiaoya about wanting to let Xia Zhu's father take their van to Yu Maode's house for treatment. As soon as Lu Xiaoya heard it, she took full responsibility and said she would talk to her mother, and it would definitely be no problem.

When Su Xinghui's dishes were almost done, Chen Hongfu and others accompanied Song Qiaoli and Yu Gaoshan over. They were all smiles, and it seemed that the signing of the contract today went very smoothly.

Because there were many people today, they could only eat at a large table, and except for Song Qiaoli, all the women could not sit at the table; they could only eat at a small table. Anyway, the portions of the dishes Su Xinghui made today were sufficient, and even so, the large table could just barely seat so many people.

Chen Hongfu raised his glass, "Come, let us thank Manager Song and Boss Yu together for signing the contract with us."

Everyone raised their glasses. Song Qiaoli raised her glass, "Secretary Chen, don't be a stranger. Our contract is also a win-win situation."

Dong Jianshu said, "We still have to thank you. If it weren't for you, how could the common people in our poor and remote place turn over a new leaf!"

Su Xinghui quietly asked Zhao Zhongfu. This time, Yu Gaoshan and Song Qiaoli signed formal underwriting contracts with the breeding farm and the bamboo weaving factory respectively. The contract conditions were not harsh at all and could be considered very generous to them.

Just now, Song Qiaoli also inspected the bamboo weaving already produced by the bamboo weaving factory. A total of more than 1,100 pieces of bamboo weaving had a very high pass rate, reaching more than 99%, which made Song Qiaoli very satisfied.

Being able to achieve such a high pass rate was also thanks to the strict control of Xia Lan and Xia Zhu. Every day when collecting bamboo weaving, the sisters were very meticulous. With Xia Zhu's vision, those unqualified bamboo weavings could naturally not escape her eyes.

These 1,100-plus pieces of bamboo weaving, because most of them were relatively simple, had a total calculated value of more than 5,000 yuan. Song Qiaoli had already paid the cash to the cashier of the bamboo weaving factory on the spot. In the afternoon, the women in the village who participated in the bamboo weaving could receive their first income.

More than 5,000 yuan was certainly not much, but seeing the money for the first time still made the village cadres very excited. The villagers who knew the news were looking forward to this money even more.

There were about 100 women participating in the bamboo weaving. After deducting the profits left by the village, each person could receive more than 20 yuan on average. Don't look down on this money; this was only their income for half a month, but in the past, they couldn't earn so much money in a year.

Ding Hongxing was also very happy for them after hearing this. This first income could be considered as letting them see the hope of getting rich. Moreover, Song Qiaoli also said in the contract signed with the bamboo weaving factory that she would come to collect bamboo weaving once a month in the future and pay the payment on the spot.

After drinking a glass of wine, Song Qiaoli took a bite of the pickled fish. Her expression was almost the same as Lu Xiaoya's, "This fish is really delicious! Little Su, did you really make this?"

Su Xinghui nodded, "I made it!"

Su Xinghui introduced the various wonders of this pickled fish again. After hearing this, Song Qiaoli sighed, "Just now Township Head Dong said this is a poor and remote place, but this is really a treasure land, there are many treasures!"

Su Xinghui said, "There are indeed many treasures here, but they are growing in the deep mountains and no one knows them, so they cannot be turned into wealth and are all wasted in vain!"

Yu Gaoshan said, "Isn't this a good start now? In the future, these treasures will definitely be able to bring huge wealth to the common people here."

The dishes Su Xinghui made were indeed very delicious, and everyone praised them endlessly. It wasn't until more than an hour later that everyone was full of food and wine.

Su Xinghui put down his chopsticks early because Lu Xiaoya had been winking at him from the side. He understood what she meant; she was still waiting for him to draw a sketch for her.

He put down his chopsticks and went outside to draw a sketch for Lu Xiaoya. Lu Xiaoya stood in the open space outside, bathed in the sun, with a smile on her face. This scene was extremely beautiful, which made Su Xinghui's inspiration gush, and his pen flew.

Su Xinghui used two kinds of pencils alternately, and in just over ten minutes, he finished this sketch and wrote a few lines in the blank space, "Drawing for classmate Lu Xiaoya, Su Xinghui, August 1992".

After finishing the painting, he handed it to Lu Xiaoya. As soon as Lu Xiaoya saw this sketch that painted her in high spirits, she couldn't help but beam with joy, "Hmm, it's drawn well, thank you, Su Xinghui!"

At this time, Song Qiaoli also finished her meal and came out. She took the sketch from Lu Xiaoya's hand and took a look. Since she was the manager of a handicraft shop, she was naturally a connoisseur. She could tell at a glance that Su Xinghui had a deep foundation, which also surprised her. Su Xinghui was so young, and he had such a deep skill in painting?

Song Qiaoli had seen the note Su Xinghui wrote at her house last time, and that calligraphy was quite extraordinary. She didn't expect Su Xinghui to be capable of both calligraphy and painting!

Song Qiaoli said to Su Xinghui, "You can paint?"

Su Xinghui nodded and smiled, "I know a little bit!"

Song Qiaoli looked at the sketch again and shook her head, "You know more than a little bit. Your foundation is quite deep. If you weren't so young, I would have thought you had been painting for twenty or thirty years."

Su Xinghui couldn't help but admire Song Qiaoli's vision. She was worthy of being the manager of a handicraft shop. Hadn't he been painting for twenty or thirty years?

However, he certainly couldn't tell Song Qiaoli this. He could only say that he started learning at a few years old and had been painting for more than ten years.

Song Qiaoli nodded knowingly and said, "Then your talent is quite good. What painting methods do you know?"

Su Xinghui said, "Sketching, oil painting, and I know a little bit of Chinese painting."

Song Qiaoli smiled, "Then you don't have to worry about not having money to spend in the future. Just draw a painting and send it to me, and I guarantee I can help you sell it for a good price. It's no problem for a painting to be worth hundreds or thousands."

Lu Xiaoya said, "His painting is so valuable? Then I must keep this painting well."

Song Qiaoli asked Lu Xiaoya, "How did you know he paints well?"

Lu Xiaoya said, "He has been teaching Xia Zhu to sketch these days. I saw one he drew for Xia Zhu, so I asked him to draw one for me too."

Song Qiaoli asked Su Xinghui again, "Then why did you think of teaching Xia Zhu to sketch?"

Su Xinghui said, "Xia Zhu has enough inspiration for bamboo weaving, but she hasn't received any systematic art education. Since she wants to weave bamboo paintings, learning a little bit of painting will definitely be good for her bamboo weaving paintings."