Liu Qingshan was stunned when he looked at the two stacks of famous coins in his hand. This rich man is too generous to take action, and he can take action for 20,000 yuan at one time?

Liu Qingshan said that this is probably a height that he will never reach in his life.

Alas, no wonder they are rich.

However, he didn't mean to want the 20,000 yuan, so he pushed it back without hesitation: "No, no, I can't ask for this money. I'm really fine. Although I fell a little, I was really not injured. Fortunately, your driver was quick to react, so I'm really fine."

At the end, I didn’t forget to say something nice to Fat Glasses.

Guo Hucheng admired this young man even more at this time.

He has a kind face and a kind heart. He is not moved by money at a young age and can still think about others. There are not many young people like this.

Just when he was moved, the young man picked up the honey and held it in front of him and said, "Your car hit me, I can do it for money, but my honey was cracked by your car and it fell a lot. You have to pay for it."

One code is one code, and people can’t take money, but they can’t take money for honey.

After all, this honey also has a contribution to the yellow-throated mink. Liu Qingshan thought that when he sold the honey and exchanged it for money, he would use the money from selling the honey to buy some meat into the mountain and give it to the yellow-throated mink. In this way, he would be considered as paying the yellow-throated mink.

Therefore, people belong to people and honey belong to honey, and we cannot be confused.

Guo Hucheng looked at the young man with a serious look on his face, and suddenly felt that the young man was a little childish.

He smiled and said, "Okay, no problem, tell me, how do you sell your honey? I'll ask for it all, can you?"

Liu Qingshan's eyes lit up: "This is what you said."

"I said, I can't afford to spend the 20,000 yuan. Would I still be reluctant to spend the few hundred yuan?"

"How many hundred?" Liu Qingshan shook his head, "Boss, I sell this honey for 300 yuan per pound, plus the ones leaking out of the ground, a total of 20 pounds, 6,000 yuan."

"Ah? Six thousand? Is that much?" Fat Glasses were shocked. He felt that he had to pay the money himself, but the problem was that he didn't have that much money.

"Not six thousand." Guo Hucheng waved his hand, "But can you tell me why your honey is so expensive? Three hundred yuan per pound? What is the difference between it and two hundred yuan per pound of local honey?"

"The difference is so big." Liu Qingshan said confidently, "I am not local honey, I am wild honey in the deep mountains. The nectar collected by bees are all wild flower nectar in the deep mountains. Whether it is taste or effect, it is better than local honey."

"Oh? It's so good? Let's try it." Guo Hucheng was intrigued, stretched out a finger, put it in through the crack in the plastic bucket, picked a little honey out, then put it in his mouth, and tasted it carefully.

When honey first enters the mouth, a fragrance of flowers first comes to the nose, soaking the entire nose, and then the rich fragrance of flowers ripples in the mouth, giving people a feeling of a gentle breeze like a flower blooming in front of the eyes.

The faint wind, which seemed to be there and there was a faint fragrance of flowers and the delicateness of the sun and clouds, and the scent of mud that broke through the ground like lacquer and glue, complementing each other and combining them into one, finally creating a natural delicacy that is naturally decorated.

Take a bite and you can recall your memories of nature, which may be a fishing in the wild, a spring trip, or a picnic in the suburbs.

In short, those times hidden deep in memory and living with nature appear as the taste buds fall, and in an instant, they give people a feeling of yesterday.

Guo Hucheng savored it for a long time before he said in a silence: "It's true that it's different from ordinary honey. It's not just sweet, not only fragrant, but also an indescribable taste. It's like there's always the smell, but I can't remember it. It wasn't until the honey was in my mouth that I remembered the smell in my memory. It turned out to be this smell."

Seeing that the boss said so mysteriously, Fatty Glasses wanted to taste it, but he was not familiar with the boss and dared not try it rashly.

At this time, Maybach's door opened again and got out of the car alone.

Liu Qingshan subconsciously looked at the open car door and the person who got off the car door.

When Liu Qingshan saw that an old lady was getting off the bus, he was stunned and suddenly felt familiar. Hum? I think I had seen it somewhere?

The old lady walked forward happily, with a smile and kind look on her face. She walked slowly to Liu Qingshan and said softly: "Young man, I didn't expect it to be you. I just saw you in the car and felt it was a bit like you, but I wasn't sure. Later, I thought about it carefully and it was you."

Liu Qingshan was a little confused, scratched his head and asked, "Grandma, do we know each other?"

The big guy Guo Fucheng next to him also looked at the old lady in confusion: "Aunt, do you know him?"

"Auntie, which one is this?" Fatty glasses stepped forward and supported the old lady.

Aunt? It seems that these fat glasses are the old lady's nephew.

But why is this old lady in Guo Hucheng's car again?

This made everyone onlookers a little confused.

But no matter how everyone looked at it, they could not find any trace. It was because the old lady was dressed simply, just like ordinary people. No matter how she looked, she didn't look like the old lady in a rich family wearing gold, silver, pearls and jade.

The old lady looked at Liu Qingshan with a smile and said, "It's not considered a recognition, but I said before that I went to buy yam and almost got cheated by a yam dealer. Fortunately, the young man woke me up at that time and gave me a lot of wild yams for nothing."

When she mentioned it, Liu Qingshan instantly recalled it and said with surprise: "Ha, grandma, it turns out it's you. I said why do you feel like you have seen somewhere?"

The old lady reached out and held Liu Qingshan's chubby big hand that had not completely disappeared, and said with a little distress: "Yes, I almost couldn't recognize you. It's not long since then, why are you so fat?"

Liu Qingshan raised his other hand, rubbed his plump face, and smiled and said, "I'm not fat, but because I went to the mountains to get honey and was stung by bees."

"Ah." After learning the cruel truth, the old lady couldn't help but twitch and said distressedly, "This bee stung too hard. If I hadn't seen you for a long time, I wouldn't have recognized you."

"Hehe." Liu Qingshan grinned, "It should be that if I steal their honey and sting my flesh, no one will suffer."

"So you are the handsome guy who sells yam." Guo Hucheng smiled, "I have always heard from my aunt that this young man looks handsome. When I see you today, well, although you are a little fat, you are also considered a handsome man."

"Hehe." Liu Qingshan looked at Guo Hucheng, then looked at the old lady.

I saw that the two seemed to be familiar with each other. Although they were not mother and son, they probably had a close relationship. In this way, does this mean that the old lady is actually a rich woman?

Mom, can I fight for twenty years less soon?
Chapter completed!