Looking at Sun Nian's appearance, Wang An said, utterly speechless
"Can you put some clothes on before strolling around in front of me? If you keep this up, we're definitely not getting to eat this meal."
There was no helping it; if an ugly woman were walking around naked from the waist down in front of Wang An, he certainly wouldn't have any reaction.
But this woman, Sun Nian, was both beautiful and well-proportioned, and her skin was incredibly fair and tender. Most importantly, she was bare-bottomed, draped only in a quilt.
Seriously, who could resist a woman like that?
After Wang An finished speaking, Sun Nian deliberately opened the quilt toward him and then closed it. After repeating this a few times, she began to giggle.
From Wang An's perspective, it was far from ordinary. Those flashes of snowy white—especially those milky-white peaks—were absolutely stimulating.
Clearly, Sun Nian was doing it on purpose.
Wang An looked at her with a face full of helplessness, while Sun Nian said with a laugh
"Why put clothes on? I'll just have to take them off again after eating. What a hassle! This is much better; it'll be more convenient in a bit."
Wang An didn't say a word. Instead, he washed his hands, suddenly stepped forward, and scooped up both Sun Nian and the quilt together.
Suddenly lifted into the air, Sun Nian couldn't help but let out a scream, followed by an exclamation
"What are you doing? Put me down quickly, or I'll fall on the floor!"
Wang An didn't care how much she shouted. He carried her straight into the room, tossed her onto the kang, and pounced on her like a hungry tiger.
Amidst Sun Nian's screams, the two of them ignored the hunger in their stomachs and got back to "that" again.
As the saying goes, "Beauty is a feast for the eyes"—the ancients truly did not deceive me!
By the time Wang An left Sun Nian's house, it was already past two in the afternoon. However, Wang An walked out supporting his lower back, looking completely exhausted.
From this, one could tell how frantic Wang An and Sun Nian had been; they had managed to turn a strong young man like Wang An—who practiced martial arts daily and had top-tier physical fitness—into a limp noodle.
But it must be said that Sun Nian, who came out to see him off, looked quite decent. Her body was still agile, and her small face was flushed pink, clearly having been very well "moistened" by Wang An.
Before leaving, Wang An told Sun Nian that he wanted to treat them to a meal and let them stay and play at his house for a few more days. Sun Nian readily agreed, though she added at the end that they would have to wait for Zhang Shuya to find the time; otherwise, she couldn't go to Wang An's house on her own.
After driving away from Sun Nian's place, Wang An went nowhere else and headed straight home.
When Wang An arrived, Wang Dazhu and a group of people had already cleared the area for the greenhouses, and the wooden poles needed for construction had been placed nearby.
It had to be said that Wang Dazhu and the others were quite fast. In such a short time, they had cut over forty wooden poles, each more than ten meters long.
At the moment, the group was discussing the feasibility of these greenhouses.
Seeing Wang An return, Wang Dazhu hurriedly asked
"Xiao An, are these poles up to standard? If not, we'll go back into the mountains and cut some more."
Wang An glanced at the poles and said casually
"These are more than qualified. Tomorrow, we'll trim them with the circular saw, then run them through the planer until they're smooth as silk so they don't puncture the plastic sheeting, and that'll be that."
After Wang An spoke, Wang Dazhu said
"It's not even dark yet, why wait until tomorrow? Let's get to it now."
Wang An really wanted to tell Wang Dazhu that because he had been "messing around" with Sun Nian, he was now completely exhausted and truly couldn't do any more work.
However, when it came to the matter of fooling around with a woman, no matter how thick Wang An's skin was, he couldn't bring himself to say it.
Thus, Wang An looked at his watch and said
"It's almost 3 o'clock. There's only a little over an hour before it gets dark, and you've all been working all day. It'll be more timely to do it tomorrow."
Wang Dazhu looked at Wang An with some confusion, but nodded
"Mm, true. We spent half the morning wandering in the mountains; poles this long and this 'straight' are really not easy to find."
The term "straight" (tou ting) used by Wang Dazhu was local dialect, primarily used to describe timber or other objects that were straight without bends or scars.
Hearing this, Wang An said
"For the greenhouse frames, bamboo is actually best. It's straight and has good elasticity, but we don't have any around here."
Wang Dazhu didn't respond to that, instead pointing to the plastic sheeting on top of the gas truck
"How much did this stuff cost? It must be expensive, right?"
Wang An nodded
"Of course, it's definitely not cheap. One roll is 150 yuan. Even the county supply and marketing cooperative doesn't have it; my Brother Wu had to find someone from the Agricultural Bureau to get it for me."
Pausing for a moment, Wang An continued
"Right, next spring, the county will have a production materials store. They say it'll specifically sell seeds, fertilizer, and pesticides. When we plant next year, I think our family should buy more fertilizer; I've heard that stuff is incredibly effective."
As they spoke, the group unloaded the greenhouse film from the roof of the truck, along with the iron wires and other materials from inside.
Just as everyone was debating whether fertilizer was actually useful, the eldest uncle, Wang Dashu, suddenly asked Wang An with a solemn expression
"Xiao An, before we went into the mountains to cut trees this morning, I heard from Lao Wu that the vegetables grown in these greenhouses can be sold for high prices, is that right?"
As soon as Wang An heard this, he knew that the set of ideas he had mentioned yesterday had already been spread among the circle of relatives by Wang Li. However, this was exactly the result Wang An wanted.
Mainly, when it comes to making money, if you don't push yourself, no one else is going to force you to make it.
After Wang Dashu finished asking, Wang An said with a smile
"Absolutely. If you're diligent, one greenhouse over the winter can easily earn a thousand yuan or so."
While Wang Dashu was pondering Wang An's words, Wang Gan asked impatiently
"Xiao An, how much does it cost to put up one greenhouse?"
Seeing that Wang An's family and Wang Li's family had become genuinely wealthy, it would be a lie to say these relatives weren't envious.
Especially Wang Gan; he originally had the chance to get rich alongside Wang An, but because his wife didn't want him going into the mountains, he had missed that opportunity.
Therefore, while cutting trees today, when Wang Li and Mu Xueli mentioned what Wang An had said yesterday, all these relatives were tempted.
After all, aside from the initial investment to build the greenhouse, this was perhaps the safest way to make money with the least amount of risk.
Wang An pointed to the plastic sheeting and said
"The one I bought is 10 by 20 meters, and it was 150 yuan. Then I ordered a bunch of thermal blankets..."
Subsequently, Wang An detailed all the expenses.
After he finished, the eldest uncle Wang Dashu, second uncle Wang Daliang, eldest brother Wang Yong, second brother Wang Shun, and third brother Wang Gan all fell into silent contemplation.
Clearly, over a thousand yuan was by no means a small sum for these people.
Of course, only the second uncle, Wang Daliang, looked relatively relaxed; after all, his family truly wasn't short on money right now.
After a long silence, Wang Gan said somewhat bashfully
"Xiao An, we all agree that among us brothers, you're the most successful now and have the widest network. If the vegetables we grow are hard to sell, could you... you know, help us find some channels or something?"