Transmigrated as My Aunt in the 70s

Chapter 542: Chapter 535: Old Ma Who Lost His Way

Tian Xinhua, after hearing Sisi’s plan, also felt that the two foreigners might be of some use. So he agreed to let Ben and Finn stay at his house, as there was plenty of room and having two more people was not an issue at all.

However, before agreeing, he still made sure to communicate well with the two.

"Ben, Finn, we Chinese are very hospitable!" The opening statement sounded very nice, and Ben and Finn were thrilled.

"On behalf of the people of Huangyuan County, I warmly welcome your arrival!" The second sentence was also very pleasing, and flowers of joy bloomed on Ben and Finn’s faces.

"But, the lives of our people here are still very poor, and many people are not well fed or clothed." He began to plead hardship, and the two foreigners felt very sorry.

"Mr. Tian, is there anything we can do to help them?"

Tian Xinhua had not expected the two foreigners to be so soft-hearted, he had prepared many drafts that now went unused, making him feel a lack of accomplishment!

"Of course, your help is needed right now."

The soft-hearted foreigners immediately perked up, looking at Tian Xinhua with wide eyes like obedient children.

Being stared at by two grown men in this way, Tian Xinhua felt uncomfortable but plucked up the courage to explain his intentions.

"Actually, there’s not much to do; I just hope that Ben, when he returns, could promote our local crafts well, letting more foreigners know about Huang Yuan’s specialty products, so that our people here can generate income and live better lives."

Upon hearing this, Ben immediately nodded: "That’s easy, I will definitely promote it well, ensuring that everyone knows."

Tian Xinhua found it amusing, this young foreigner was not modest in his speech, but he was still grateful for Ben’s enthusiasm, as goodwill is priceless!

"Then thank you, Ben, I look forward to your good news!"

Tian Xinhua didn’t really expect Ben to have such an incredible influence to make everyone in the country aware, he was playing the same game as Sisi, hoping to start a fire from a single spark.

Now, Orchid’s crafts are selling like hotcakes in England, but only in England, other European countries haven’t been so smooth. So, he hoped to make a breakthrough in Germany, no matter the size, any opening would do.

Ben was very happy to be able to help the vast number of Huangyuan citizens, feeling like a savior, how great!

"Mr. Tian, could you ask Sisi to make us some dumplings?" Ben started making requests.

Now, Tian Xinhua was quite fond of these two foreigners, so he generously agreed: "No problem, we’ll have dumplings tonight."

"Mr. Tian, you really are a good person!"

Ben and Finn were tearfully grateful, how fortunate, to be able to eat delicious dumplings again!

Tian Xinhua, who was just issued a ’good person card’, felt somewhat elated and joyfully went out to tell Old Xu to buy meat, then he headed to the kitchen to start making the dough.

Ben and Finn thus settled down in the County Committee Building, and Sisi made them several small cards, marked in both Chinese and English, with names such as restaurant, toilet, County Committee Building, bus station, sleeping, etc.

With the outdoor guide Sisi drew for them, they managed to travel throughout Huangyuan County and the surrounding county towns, even staying in Liu Village for a few nights, staring all day at Mother Shan Xing making paper cuts, collecting one for each they saw. When they returned, each carried a large hemp bag, goofy, filled with flour sculptures, paper cuts, and shoe pads.

Soon it was September, and Ben and Finn were so happy in Huangyuan that they even learned quite a bit of the local language, although they spoke it awkwardly, making anyone who heard them laugh.

During this time, Sisi was very busy, as the beer production line Mu Xiuzhu bought for the winery had arrived. Sisi had purchased the production line with the highest output currently available, considering the grain yield of S province and the scale of He Family’s hop farm in B continent, this set of production equipment might not even be fully utilized yet!

As for the sales issue, Sisi wasn’t worried at all. With wine yeast joining in, the taste of He Family Beer was sure to have no problems finding buyers.

Now, He Family Liquor had already entered the international market, and she believed that He Family Beer would certainly make a name for itself internationally as well.

The production line was transported to the He Family Winery by several large trucks, and now they were just waiting for the German engineers to come and guide the winery’s technicians in installing the equipment.

Sisi had already contacted the factory in Germany, and they said that the installation engineer would come at the end of September and stay in Huangyuan for a month and a half, until the production line was fully installed and he had taught the winery’s technicians how to use it.

The German expert who came was a tall and strong man in his thirties with a full beard, looking very much like the Mr. Ma from political books in his previous life, and his name was Marcos. However, according to Ben, there are many people named Marcos in Germany, just like the common Chinese names Ai Hua and Ai Guo.

It was Marcos’ first time coming to China to install equipment. As an installation engineer, he had been around the world and thought that China was just a small matter for him. He flatly refused Sisi’s arrangements to come and pick him up.

Sisi also felt that this guy had been to Africa and coming to Huangyuan shouldn’t be any issue, so she confidently waited for Mr. Ma in Huangyuan.

However, at the end of September, there was no sight of Mr. Ma, and there was no way to get in touch - no cell phones at that time. Worried about Mr. Ma’s safety, Sisi had to call the German headquarters, who then informed her that Marcos had already set out on September 15th and had arrived in Capital City on September 17th.

So, where did Mr. Ma go?

It turned out that this overly confident guy took a map of China and started from Capital City but somehow ended up in Xinjiang, spending half a month eating whole roasted lamb, flourishing a healthy rosiness and gaining quite some weight.

As the appointed time was fast approaching and his belly was well-fed, Mr. Ma finally panicked. Fortunately, this fool still had the He Family Winery’s phone number, so he made a call. Xiao Li picked up the phone, but could only say simple English phrases like "please wait." Thus, the unfortunate Mr. Ma had to wait an hour before finally getting help from Sisi over the phone.

Sisi guided Mr. Ma over the phone on how to take a train to Huangyuan. When the directionally challenged Mr. Ma finally arrived at He Family Winery, especially seeing his fellow countryman, he burst into joyful exclamations, hugging Ben with tears streaming down.

Marcos: I finally found my organization!