The name of a small building

  Lu Lao Ye took a sip of the wine in his cup, with an agitating tone, and said: "Little Zhang, you have this skill, haven't you ever thought of opening a big restaurant or running a winery? I, Lu Lao, dare to guarantee that if you open a restaurant, with your craftsmanship, it won't be difficult to become famous nationwide in a few years! If you run a winery, I don't know how those white wines are, but I've tasted your 'Wen Xiang' and 'Ruan Yu' at Lao Lan's house, and today I drank your 'Jia Ren', with my decades of wine age, I dare to guarantee that it is absolutely the top-notch among yellow wine, fruit wine, and rice wine! Making a fortune every day won't be a problem! How about it? Consider Lu Ye's suggestion!" This Lu Lao Ye's words are simply identical to Wei Feng and Xiao Fei, his thinking is probably similar to Lan Fei Fei and Mu Xin Ran, those two gluttonous little girls. Only after Zhang Jin opens a store or runs a factory will it be easy for him to satisfy his appetite. Otherwise, with their identity and the fact that they only met Zhang Jin once, how can they bear to come and freeload often?

  Mr. Lu's suggestion received a thunderous response from Mr. Zhao, who beat the edge of the drum and said: "Right! I think Old Lu's idea is not bad. Don't worry, it's not that troublesome to open a wine shop or run a winery. Although we old men have retired, we still have some energy left. If you really plan to do this, your Uncle Zhao will give you his word of honor here. As long as it's within the borders of Guangdong Province, I'll make sure you won't be troubled by anyone, whether it's borrowing money, land approval, hiring workers, or registration - none of these will be a problem. I guarantee your financial luck will be smooth and everything will go well. And even if we weren't here, your Uncle Lan would still help you."

  Zhang Jin's dishes and Zhang Jin's wine are really tempting, and with the interests of all parties not conflicting, Lu Lao Ye Zi and Zhao Lao Ye Zi's proposal naturally led to nods from everyone at the table, indicating their agreement with the promise made by Zhao Lao Ye Zi without consulting them.

  If it were several months ago, Zhang Jin hadn't obtained the "Wulin Three Kingdoms" attachment yet, and if this kind of good thing that can both make money and gather connections had come knocking on his door, he would have eagerly agreed to it. At that time, he was a greedy person, otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to mix in so well in the "Pharmacy Department", the most "dirty" place in the hospital.

  But now for Zhang Jin, upgrading, becoming a superman, and learning kung fu are the most important things. Money, power, and other things that ordinary people care about, although still indispensable to Zhang Jin, who is still living in the mortal world, are far less important than they used to be.

  So for Old Man Zhao's proposal, which would move the hearts of more than 90% of ordinary people, Zhang Jin just smiled faintly, neither agreeing nor refusing. Instead, he looked around and changed the subject: "What do you all think of this place, gentlemen, Grandma Du, Uncle Lan, Auntie Lan?"

  Everyone on the table was a seasoned veteran of the most complex officialdom, and naturally heard that he had something to say. At this time, all that was needed was someone to help bring out the words in his speech. So Lao Ye naturally took on the role of this supporting actor: "Little Zhang, you're so lucky to have chosen such a great place! Not only is there a mountain and water, but also wild interest and human interest. To be honest, it's much better than those national sanatoriums where Lao Ye has stayed."

  Here is the translation:

  "Frankly, I don't have any grand ambitions. I don't want to be a billionaire or a high-ranking official; they have to constantly face kidnapping threats, infighting, and paparazzi snooping around. In my opinion, their lives are too tiring, too unfree, and too dangerous. Moreover, to be blunt, I don't have any compassionate feelings for the suffering of others, nor do I feel a strong sense of responsibility to revive China's prosperity. All I want is to live this life comfortably and happily. Look at me now, isn't my life pretty good? Every day is leisurely and carefree. If my savings are about to run out, I can just go find a restaurant to work for a couple of days or sell a few jars of wine to some acquaintances. With my skills, that's enough for me to live a comfortable life." Zhang Jin's outlook on life was somewhat like that of a detached and enlightened hermit, yet also somewhat like that of an old man who had been worn down by setbacks and disappointments.

  Weifeng and Qibing had both tried to advise Zhang Jin on this idea before, but several old men knew the importance of not being too deep in shallow relationships, so although they still felt a little sorry, they laughed it off and changed the subject.

  "Little Zhang, look at this place of yours, it's so good, doesn't it have a name? For example, something like 'Pavilion', 'Chamber', or 'Small Villa'?" Old Master Liu asked.

  "What's the point of giving it a name? This is just my home, why does it need a name? Those 'gardens' and 'water pavilions' in the city are just neighborhood names, aren't they? They're for easy identification, at least it's easier to tell taxis where to go. I don't think it's necessary here."

  "Vulgarity!" As soon as Zhang Jin's words fell, Old Man Liu scolded him and began to explain: "Can this be compared to those? Look at these mountains and rivers, how can they be the same as those in the city? What artificial carvings are there here? Although this small building is not luxurious or exquisite, either inside or outside, and even the layout is not good, it still blends harmoniously with the surrounding mountains and gardens. How can you compare it to those in the city! I think living in a place like this is simply a waste!"

  When he saw Old Man Liu suddenly put on a serious face, Zhang Jin was choked to death and couldn't help but laugh and cry in his heart: "What's wrong with this old man? It's my own house, I love it how I want, who can control me? Why did this old man come to me to complain about this house?"

  The originally harmonious atmosphere suddenly became a bit awkward, and Old Blue hurriedly mediated: "Little Zhang, this Old Liu is just an old stubborn head. Having done artistic work for a lifetime and managed the cultural education department for half his life, he has developed a particularly nitpicky personality, which can be quite off-putting. Don't mind him, if this old guy were around during the '73 'Criticize Lin Biao and Confucius' campaign, he would definitely have been the first to be dragged out and struggled against. Such a sour and smelly fellow, it's just that we old buddies have known him for so long and know what kind of person he is, so we can still tolerate him. Don't take it to heart."

  Zhang Jin listened to Lao Ye's explanation and felt relieved. After all, he was young and didn't want to argue with these older men, especially since he knew that these "artists" were a bit eccentric, and the longer they worked in this field, the stranger they became. So Zhang Jin smiled and shook his head, indicating that he didn't mind, and said to Liu Lao Ye: "Liu Ye, don't be in such a hurry! I was just thinking, do we really need to give this place a name? In my opinion, it doesn't matter how the house looks or what the environment is like; what's important is the people who live inside! Take 'Nanyang Zhuge Lou' for example - it's famous because of Zhuge Liang's reputation, 'Xishu Yangyun Ting' is famous because of Yang Xiong's reputation, and 'Dufu Caotang' is famous because of Du Fu's reputation as the 'Poetry Saint'. Who has ever really paid attention to the scenery or landscape of these famous residences? Besides, whether it's Zhuge Lou, Yangyun Ting, or Dufu Caotang, they were all named by later generations. When those people were alive, they probably didn't have any names for them either!"

  After listening to Zhang Jin's words, Liu Lao Ye Zi, this 'cultural person' and 'artist', also nodded thoughtfully and said in a very serious tone: "Hmm, what you said makes sense. I was indeed narrow-minded, sorry about that, Little Zhang." Liu Lao Ye Zi is obviously a straightforward person, apologizing to a young man in front of many older brothers and younger generations without feeling embarrassed at all.

  Liu Lao's straightforward and sincere appearance made Zhang Jin feel a bit embarrassed. Although he had become arrogant after being possessed by the "Wulin Three Kingdoms", he still maintained the most basic moral principles of "respecting the elderly and loving the young". Seeing Liu Lao's apologetic face, Zhang Jin quickly said: "Actually, I was just casually saying that. Besides, I don't have any literary cells, I wouldn't be able to come up with a good name even if I tried my best for three or four months. Maybe in the end, I would just give it a dry and boring name like 'Small Building', without any aesthetic appeal or connotation. If I told others about it, they would probably laugh at me? Or maybe you can help me come up with a name?"

  Liu Lao Tou didn't speak, but instead repeated the two words "small building" that Zhang Jin had just said, savoring them in his mouth for a while. Then, with shining eyes, he exclaimed: "The name 'Small Building' is great! It's plain, fitting, and not showy. Although it sounds ordinary, these two words have countless connotations. "'Last night the east wind was strong, the old country cannot be revisited under the bright moonlight.' This expresses melancholy; 'Faint coldness rises to the small building, dawn shadows are like a poor autumn, light smoke rolls and paints a secluded screen.' This describes serenity; 'The small building is cold, the night is long, the curtains hang low.' This describes longing;..."

  When he saw Old Man Liu, this old cultural relic, with a look of madness, Zhang Jin was instantly stunned. He had heard of such people, but that was in books and on TV, for example, the famous "Kong Yiji" gentleman, but he never thought that in modern society there were still people like Old Man Liu who were so out of touch, and yet such people could still rise to high official positions! Indeed, "the world is vast, and nothing is strange".

  Several old men who had been with him for decades knew his character particularly well and understood that once he entered this state of frenzy, it was best if others didn't interrupt.

  Although Wei Feng did not know about Liu's character, he knew that given their vastly different positions and his study of "official scripts", when a superior spoke, regardless of whether they were scolding or praising, whether it was useful or useless, except for occasionally cheering at the right moment, it was best to keep quiet.

  Lan Ze Dong and He Man Li were not entirely clear about Liu Lao Ye's temperament, but as they held high positions, they also had the right to interrupt. However, who let Lan Lao Ye be his own father, and due to this relationship, he was one generation lower when facing Liu Lao Ye. It is worth noting that whether it is a political family or an economic family, even a **family, as long as it can be connected with the word "family", they are very particular about the word "generation". As a result, these two people also lost their right to interrupt; while Lan Fei Fei was listening to Liu Lao Ye's interesting remarks and would not interrupt.

  Zhang Jin had once 'offended' this old man with a somewhat eccentric temper, so he naturally made an honest listening gesture.