After leaving the village infirmary, Wen Guanghong immediately became lively. He heard the doctor say nothing was wrong. Even if he maintained the Golden Rooster's independent posture, his aura was quite strong.

"Everyone, let's go eat something together now. I'll treat you to Lao Hu, and I'll cook at home!" Wen Guanghong said while patting his chest.

Wen Shigui smiled and said to him: "You can't drink, so what kind of guests can invite? You can't just eat food around the table!"

Wen Guanghong patted his bare feet that had just been bandaged and said magnanimously: "What's wrong with this? Isn't it just a little bloody foam caused by a snake's mouth? What does it have to do with drinking or not? It's right that the doctor said, but I can't listen to them all. It just so happens that everyone will help me joking with the price. I can't let this old guy Lao Sun be too cruel! How to deal with this snake skin depends on his ability."

Lao Sun is a cobbler here, but it is not the kind of ordinary form that squats on the street to repair shoes and socks. In fashionable terms, it is Lao Sun's craftsmanship. The leather made by his hands, whether it is pig skin, sheep skin, or cowhide, is very outstanding. All hand-made leather goods in Wenjia Village are taken from Lao Sun. If there is no stock for the time being, everyone would rather wait.

On the contrary, people who come to Wenjia Village know the name of Sun's leather, and the leather he kneaded by his hands is naturally very expensive. Last year, the bagmaker in the village was already popular and is no longer in Wenjia Village. After returning to Mingzhu, he opened a high-end handicraft workshop. The bag making craftsman who is now replacing the seat is named Zhou, and everyone is called Lao Zhou. Wen Xu didn't care about what the specific full name is.

Everyone understands that Wen Guanghong has sincerely invited each other, because Lao Sun offered only once, so you are not allowed to pay it back. Even if you say a few more words, he might just drive people away. That little temper is worthy of his skill.

"Forget it, you guys go, I'll go home and sleep for a while. I'm used to squinting for a while every day!" Wen Xu said.

For Wen Xu, Bu Xinjian's restaurant can be eaten and tastes good, but Lao Hu's home-cooked dishes taste average. Wen Xu feels that his skills are slightly better than Lao Hu, so he is not very interested in eating at Lao Hu's restaurant.

Wen Guanghong immediately reached out and grabbed Wen Xu: "Uncle Xu, please give me a face. I have never invited you to drink a few times in the bar. I opened my mouth this time and you should come down, can you?"

"Are you the one who invited me?" Wen Xu was so amused by his words. It was a bad thing if he didn't save him money.

Wen Guanghong said: "If you don't go, some of them will definitely not go. Today I dropped the chain. This is my apology. Is it good to say that this old man is still strong or his second uncle, then let's reach out!"

Having said this, Wen Guanghong gave Wen Shigui a thumbs up and gently patted the old village chief's flattery.

"What's this!" Wen Shigui waved his hand politely with a smile.

"Then let's go?" Seeing that Wen Xu was not responding and was about to leave, Wen Guanghong immediately struck while the iron was hot.

Wen Xu and everyone looked at each other: Then let’s go!

So everyone took their own horses again and stepped onto the horse's back and walked towards Lao Hu's home-cooked restaurant.

When I passed by Lao Sun's leather shop, I saw the shop's shop lying on the lounge chair at the door, and there was no way I was doing business at all.

"Hey, Xiao Chu! Where is Lao Sun?" Wen Guanghong didn't dismount and asked the guy on the chair without getting off the horse.

The young man opened his eyes and saw that it was Wen Guanghong who was panicked or polite, so he replied directly: "What's the matter?"

After saying that, the young man continued to close his eyes on the side of his body.

"Oh, I have such a bad temper. I believe it or not. I will whip you with a whip. I will ask you something." Wen Guanghong said with a smile.

It is obvious that Wen Guanghong is familiar with this guy, otherwise this old Sun would be so awesome.

"Who wants to smoke my guy!"

At this moment, an old man who was like a bell in the room rang out. When the words came, he saw an old man in his sixties with a red face and holding a large white porcelain teapot in his hand walked out the door steadily.

I originally thought that only Wen Guangyou was the only one, but when I came out, I found that Wen Shigui, who was standing next to Wen Guanghong, stood up and changed his smile to his face.

"Oh, I thought Guanghong was here to make fun again. It turned out that you were here." Lao Sun had a bad temper, but after surviving for so many years, he naturally had a hint of sight. Seeing Wen Xu and Wen Shigui was obviously much more enthusiastic than Wen Guanghong.

Wen Shigui had already got off the horse. He reached out to stroke the mane of his beloved horse and smiled: "I said Lao Sun, the matter is not mine, it is Guanghong's!"

As he said that, he raised his chin at Wen Guanghong and signaled that it was time to say what happened.

Wen Guanghong saw it and immediately pulled out the rolled python skin from behind the saddle and pointed it at Lao Sun.

Lao Sun glanced at Wen Guanghong and frowned and said, "Do you have any rules? I am so adult and stand on the ground. Are you passing me something right now?"

Wen Guanghong immediately raised his feet when he heard this: "Old Sun, it's not that I don't want to go down, but that if I go down and come up again, I have to bother others again, see how much it costs to deal with this python skin."

"Bang Skin?" Lao Sun reached out to take it and opened the skin.

What weather is now? The temperature is around 30 degrees. It has been at least an hour and a half since the python skin peeled off. Think about it, can the taste be good? I didn’t feel it was tied to the horse’s back, but Lao Sun unfolded like this!

What a guy, Wen Xu was in the limelight and immediately smelled a stinking smell of corpse, and his throat was disgusting!

"Such, good-skinned!"

Lao Sun originally looked like I didn't care, but after seeing the unfolded python skin, he noticed the lines on the skin, and his eyes quickly became straight. The old man seemed to be unable to smell the stench from the skin, and he just started to caress him.

"Mother Python, not old, and it's still wild. Look at the skin that grows..." Lao Sun looked and touched, and almost all the skins were fumbled, and he praised them while touching.

Wen Xu couldn't help but sink when he heard this. The wild mother python must have been around for a year or two. Small pythons must have been bred in the old forest.

Thinking of this, Wen Xu sighed in his heart: Why do these people who released animals owe it so much!

"Okay, how much is it? We are still waiting to go to have a meal. You offer a price here, and then I'll ask Lao Zhou to make a bag for me here," said Wen Guanghong.

Lao Sun said: "If you deal with this skin, it will take at least one thousand dollars. I promise if you can get it within two thousand dollars?"

"Two thousand, are you playing with me? This kind of skin costs two thousand! My skin is free," Wen Guanghong was furious when he heard the five thousand horses: "I said, Lao Sun, we are so old friends. You have two thousand words. My little heart is a little unbearable. You can only handle a sheepskin for less than three hundred and four hundred. Why does this skin cost two thousand?"

"A different skin, like those skins, I keep an eye on my apprentices to work. I checked it, but this skin is really a good piece of material. The most important thing is where to find wild pythons now? Even if you find wild pythons, it is still abroad. When they are transported in, others have already dealt with it, but I plan to rub this skin myself. I will do it myself and the price is naturally more expensive!" Lao Sun said.

Lao Sun liked this python skin very much, and he kept touching the stinky python skin with bare hands. Wen Xu felt that if he did this, he would probably kick himself down on the bed at night. The smell would not dissipate in a short time.

"Forget it, I won't deal with it!"

Wen Guanghong could not spend 2,000 yuan to deal with this skin! For him, if he had the money, he would just buy a handbag or a road. He would take this wallet out and tell others that the thousands of yuan made was still the one he had, and others would think he was mentally ill.

It’s not that Wen Guanghong can’t afford two thousand yuan, but that he thinks it’s not worth it!

"Anyone of you is interested?" Wen Guanghong turned around and asked.

When Lao Sun heard this, he immediately smiled and said, "Why don't you give me this slut?"

"You are so beautiful!" Wen Guanghong glanced at Lao Sun directly: "This beauty is not my own!"

"Forget it, don't give it to me if you don't! I'll wrap the whole snake skin of Shang Zhen." Wen Xu saw that everyone was not interested in this, but Lao Sun offered this price, which means that this skin must be worthy, so Wen Xu opened his mouth.

"Then Lao Sun, you ask Uncle Xu for it, it has nothing to do with me!" Wen Guanghong said to Lao Sun.

Wen Xu smiled at Lao Sun and reached out to take out his cell phone: "Do you scan me or I scan you?"

"I'll scan you!" Lao Sun turned his head and found that his apprentice named Xiao Chu had already taken his cell phone and handed it to him. He didn't have the tired look to Wen Guanghong just now!

After paying the money, Wen Xu said to Lao Sun: "After you make the skin, you can directly transfer it to Lao Zhou, and then told him that I asked him to make a lady's Kun bag for me, and what accessories are available for picking up."

"Okay, I understand." Lao Sun continued to look at the python skin in his hand: "If you have nothing to do, I'll go into the house to work!"

"Okay, you're busy with yours. We're going to have a meal here!" Wen Guanghong said and then urged the horse to continue walking forward.

As soon as you invite a guest, everyone naturally followed.

I won’t mention eating in Lao Hu’s restaurant. Anyway, it’s normal to eat. Others are drinking so much that Wenxu can drink a few drinks. With Wenxu’s alcohol content, if you lack more than three strings in your mind, you will probably persuade Wenxu’s wine.

After dinner, I returned to my own courtyard. Wen Xu had not yet entered the courtyard. I heard a familiar voice. Then I heard carefully who else was not my friend Zhao Defang.

As soon as he entered the yard, Wen Xu found that Zhao Defang was playing with his three children. The old Taoist stood by and watched happily with a smile.

"When did you come out? I've only seen you for a few days?" I was very curious to see Zhao Defang Wenxu. Because Yandong is not uncommon, Xudong has a business here, but Zhao Defang has fewer people. Although he also has accounts with Wenxu, he now picks up goods directly from Xudong's fresh food warehouse, and there are very few people who have direct contact with Wenjia Village.

"I can't come and see you?"

Seeing Wen Xu coming back, Zhao Defang moved his little nephew Guangyu, who was riding on him, then moved to the bed and found his shoes and got out of the bed.

Wen Xu heard him say this and smiled at him: "Do you believe this or not? Who are you? You don't have a lie to you?"

"I'm here to discuss a business with my younger brother and sister." Zhao Defang didn't care either. He was completely unwilling to see her friends.

"Which business is being discussed?" Wen Xu thought for a while and felt that all the people who could develop in Wenjia Village were developed by himself. Why are there any projects that missed the network?

"I got some snails in the village last time. After tasting them, a few friends said it was very good, so they told me to let me launch this thing," said Zhao Defang.

Wen Xu didn't believe his nonsense. If his friend tried to launch a project of stir-fried snails, it would be a ghost. To be honest, this thing can be found in small street shops. For example, Zhao Defang is now in a stylish shop. A bunch of people in suits and ties sit at the table, looking at the snails in their mouths? Don't joke, okay!

Seeing Wen Xu looking at her with a disdainful look, Zhao Defang immediately said, "I said I wasn't it? Our Anan doesn't know what's wrong with her stomach this year. She kept telling me that she wanted to eat spicy snails, and I was also unable to do anything about it!"
Chapter completed!