Daily Life in the Countryside After Being Reborn

Chapter 773 - 103: Swept Up by Coincidence (Part 2)



Chapter 773: Chapter 103: Swept Up by Coincidence (Part 2)



Li Quqi was forthright, but not foolish. He had long seen through Yila’s intentions. Yezi had been away for several years, always claiming to be busy whenever he phoned home. Last year during the New Year, he even sent home a hundred thousand yuan.


At that time, it had given Miao Saisong quite a scare, fearing the money’s unclear origin.


Still, as a father, Li Quqi trusted his son more. Although Yezi had accustomed himself to a lawless life in Dongnan Miao Village, his nature was still good, and he had some measure of restraint in his actions. As a man, gaining experience outside was better than staying in the Miao Village, guarding the ancestral heritage of his family.


As for whether his son would someday return to Dongnan Miao Village to take over the family business, that would be up to him.


"Yila, I appreciate your kindness, but Miao Silver is not like any common task. Without ten or eight years of practice, you can’t really contribute. Even our rascal started by helping me with the bellows from the age of five, and it took five whole years before I let him touch the furnace. If you really want to help, just assist me in greeting guests at the jewelry exhibition," Li Quqi wasn’t withholding secrets, but there had been a rule set by his ancestors that the Li Family’s craftsmanship could not be passed on externally. If there were no direct descendants, it would be handed over to a son-in-law or a nephew.


Yila, feeling quite disappointed, didn’t say anything, but waited for the National Convention and Exhibition Center’s venue to be set up before making any plans.


Meanwhile, Xu Lan Ya, who had been rejected by Yezi, was also bursting with anger and had nowhere to vent.


"Damned Ah Ye, giving you some respect and you start disrespecting others. Do you really think I, Xu Lan Ya, need to throw myself at you? There are plenty who chase after me. If you won’t accompany me, surely I can find someone else," she muttered resentfully. Since the last warning from Xu Zhangfu, she had avoided contacting Yezi for a good while.


She thought that the boy would reach out to her, but a month had passed and Li Ye had sent neither a call nor a simple message.


"Let me and Aisha go shopping, how would he know what Aisha wants to buy? Could it be," Xu Lan Ya started to grapple with the insecurities many women harbor: Aisha was younger and prettier than her, and would inherit the massive fortunes of the Roster family, making Xu Lan Ya feel even more insecure in comparison.


After pacing around her apartment in Block B a few times, there was a knock at the door, followed by Ye Heng’s annoying voice: "Lan Ya, are you there?"


The last thing she wanted now was for him to show up. Xu Lan Ya, annoyed, opened the door: "Ye Heng, are you free the day after tomorrow? Come with me to the National Convention and Exhibition Center to look at watches, I want to buy a new model to give to my dad."


Li Ye had been working for a while and, wearing a formal suit, he looked quite imposing. He still lacked a watch, so buying one would be a good excuse to meet up with him.


Upon hearing he could accompany Xu Lan Ya out, and that it was to buy a watch for Lan Ya’s father, Ye Heng was overjoyed and immediately agreed.


He mistakenly thought that buying this watch might lead Xu Lan Ya to take him to meet her parents, so he planned to buy the wristwatch himself.


Yezi, the male protagonist of this watch-buying event, was at this time in the National Convention and Exhibition Center, where hundreds of pieces of high-quality Moso Bamboo were being moved into the exhibition hall.


"Wow, I didn’t see it coming; that nagging and fussy Old Man Mao actually has such great capability to undertake such a big project," Yezi got his builder’s pass, donned a work cap, and entered the venue.


As the exhibition neared, the venue was crowded with various exhibitors and the construction teams they had hired.


Such large-scale exhibitions typically delegate different tasks to various companies. For instance, construction is one aspect, on-site security another, and specialized cleaning companies another.


Mao Dazhu’s "Five Gentlemen" floristry was responsible for supplying flowers in the exhibition hall and arranging greenery near the entrance and within the open spaces of the hall.


If there were enough flowers, these tasks, though numerous, could generally be completed in one day. However, this time, to make Hall D4 stand out and excel among several exhibition halls, some extra effort was needed.


"Let’s see first; Xiao Xian told me to build a bamboo structure. I need to check the height of the other exhibitor’s booths inside the exhibition hall," Yezi wandered into the convention center, and some of the jewelry company’s booths had already been set up. Although the jewelry was not yet displayed in the glass counters, just the sight of the colorful lighting was enough to anticipate the grandeur of the actual exhibition.


After taking a look around, Yezi roughly had an idea and was about to turn back to the entrance to start constructing the bamboo structure when a booth in front of him caught his eye.


Compared to other domestic exhibitors’ booths with velvet walls, high gloss spotlights, and televisions forming a luxurious exhibit space, this booth at the center of the hall seemed particularly plain, even simple.


A familiar bellows, a clay furnace, and a complete set of tools for silver making.


"Miao Silver Workshop?" The booth wasn’t fully decorated yet, and Yezi couldn’t determine whether this booth was just a gimmick from some company or if it indeed belonged to a powerful master of Miao Silver participating in this exhibition.


"Young man, excuse me," a few workers carrying glass water tanks called from behind, as per the organizer’s request, they needed to make this booth as good as possible.


"Hello, to whom does this booth belong?" Yezi only learned upon arriving at the international convention center that he was there to help set up a booth for an international jewelry exhibit.


"It’s not any company’s booth—it belongs to the famous Miao Clan master, the national treasure Li Quqi. Hey, young man, why are you walking away just after hearing that?" the movers were puzzled.


Upon hearing that his father was also here, how could Yezi leave? After taking a few steps, he turned back and reminded them: "Don’t use a glass tank, just put a large-mouth ceramic bowl on the stove, remember it needs to be a large-mouth ceramic bowl." (To be continued. If you enjoy this story, please head over to Qidian () to cast your recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)



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