Returning wealthy individuals develop their hometowns and become rich in the 1980s

Two maids knocked on each door to inform the people in the room that dinner was ready. The people who were still taking a bath got up, washed themselves, and came downstairs in their pajamas from the closet.

Following Zhang Yi's example, Chen Lianxiang wrapped her still slightly damp hair in a dry towel, sat down, and looked at the table full of food, not knowing which dish to pick first.

The chef at Chen Dong's house is the son of an old chef who had been employed by Mr. Chen Shengyu for decades. He has inherited the Cantonese cuisine skills, especially the braised dishes from Tuocheng, which are absolutely delicious and leave a lingering aftertaste.

Chen Dong had someone open a bottle of red wine beforehand to let it breathe. He poured it into each of their wine glasses. Except for Chen Zaisheng, who couldn't drink alcohol, the other two waved their hands when they saw the red wine and said, "Dongzi, no need for Coke. With such delicious food, we won't drink Coke."

Seeing that they had misunderstood, Zhang Yi laughed and said, "Fifth Uncle, Aunt, this is not cola, it's red wine, top-quality red wine from Gaul. It's not very strong, so women can drink it too."

Upon hearing Zhang Yi's words, Chen Lianxiang picked up the wine glass and smelled it, only then realizing that it was indeed not the cola that Xiao Chenhui usually drank.

"Auntie, we women should drink a cup of this before bed. It's nourishing and good for our skin," Zhang Yi said, picking up the wine glass, swirling it around, and then taking a small sip.

Upon hearing that it could also beautify the skin, Chen Lianxiang followed Zhang Yi's example, shook it, and took a sip. It tasted sour at first, then sweet with a lingering aftertaste. "It tastes like drinking aged vinegar," she said.

"Sister, you're like a wild boar that can't stomach fine food," Chen Zaixing picked up his wine glass, swirled it around, and asked Zhang Yi, "Sister-in-law, does drinking this have beauty benefits for men?"

"You roughneck, why do you care about beauty treatments? Just drink your wine," Chen Zaisheng was truly exasperated with this fifth brother; he could ask any question he wanted.

"Hehe, I was just asking."

When Chen Zaixing asked, Chen Dong explained, "I don't know if it's good for beauty, but we just got off the plane and are still jet-lagged, so it's true that drinking some alcohol can help us fall asleep better."

"I want some too!"

"I want some too!"

When the two little brats, Chen Hui and Rong Guo, saw that the adults were having drinks, they slammed their fists on the table in dissatisfaction. When they started shouting, the two maids standing nearby brought them a glass of juice and placed it in front of the two children.

"Aunt Yu, I want an iced cola!"

"No, Jimmy, Jenny said that children shouldn't drink too much cola. These juices are what Jenny asked me to prepare for you," the maid called Aunt Yu said, smiling as she walked away without agreeing to Xiao Chenhui's request.

"I hate fruit juice!"

"Brother, it tastes really good!"

Xiao Rongguo looked at the orange juice in front of him and started drinking it in big gulps, his little lips covered in yellow juice. He then called out to Xiao Chenhui.

"Little brother, let me have a taste of yours," said Xiao Chenhui, picking up Xiao Rongguo's glass of orange juice and drinking it. After taking a sip and finding it alright, he pushed his own glass of orange juice in front of Xiao Rongguo.

"I'll switch with you, you drink my drink."

"good!"

"You, you always say other people's food tastes better," Zhang Yi shook her head and chuckled, tapping Chen Hui's head. "It's all the same orange juice, yet you insist on switching between them. How childish!"

"But I just think my brother's drink tastes better, hehe!"

"Brother's drink is delicious too!"

"Hahaha!"

Everyone was amused by Rongguo's shout. The two children both thought the other's drink was better. It's just how children are. They finished their dinner while chatting and laughing, and then went back to their rooms to adjust to the time difference.

Nothing happened that night, and the next day

Chen Zaisheng was awakened by the chirping of birds in the trees outside the window. He got up, walked barefoot onto the soft carpet, went to the window, drew the curtains, and let the bright sunlight stream in. He opened the window, took a deep breath of the fresh air, and felt as if his skin was breathing freely.

Outside, on the lawn, three workers were digging soil with small shovels, preparing to transplant some seedlings. An automatic sprinkler in the center of the lawn was watering the plants. There were also two machines he had never seen before in the open space, which looked like lawnmowers he had seen in magazines before.

The tranquil scene of this manor felt so novel to Chen Zaisheng, unlike back in Lianzhai, where his family and villagers were busy in the fields all day long.

There was a knock on the door, and the maid, Aunt Yu's voice reached Chen Zaisheng's ears, "Sir, are you up? You've washed up, and breakfast is ready."

"Okay, I understand," Chen Zaisheng replied, and went into the bathroom to wash up.

When he came downstairs, Chen Dong, Zhang Yi and others were already sitting at the dining table. Chen Zaixing lowered his head and drank his soy milk, called out "Second Brother" in a low voice, and continued to drink his soy milk with fried dough sticks.

Aunt Yu brought Chen Zaisheng a bowl of rice. Chen Dong noticed that Chen Zaisheng looked quite well and asked, "Second Brother, did you sleep well last night?"

"It's alright, I'm not a big sleeper," Chen Zaisheng replied while drinking his soy milk.

But Chen Lianxiang, who was next to him, didn't look so good. When Zhang Yi saw her get up in the morning, she had dark circles under her eyes and looked haggard. So he asked her what was wrong and found out that Chen Lianxiang was a light sleeper and had been tossing and turning all night, unable to sleep.

As for Chen Zaixing, Chen Dong didn't even bother to ask. Judging from how he looked when he woke up this morning, he knew he had slept very well last night. He had already drunk his third bowl of soy milk.

Little Chen Hui and Little Rong Guo, despite being small, picked the biggest fried dough stick and started munching on it. The dough stick was so big that they couldn't bite through it even with their small mouths open. Zhang Yi offered to give them a different one, but they refused and insisted on slowly munching on it while drinking soy milk.

Xiao Chenhui is allergic to soybeans, so he drinks yogurt with the fat removed. He is also lactose intolerant, so he doesn't usually eat fried dough sticks for breakfast. He usually eats fried eggs and sausages, but when he saw Xiao Rongguo eating fried dough sticks, he insisted on having some too.

They also had to pick out the biggest one from a pile of fried dough sticks, and even little Rongguo followed suit and started picking them out with his older brother.

After everyone had eaten their fill, they watched the morning news on TV in the living room, ate some cut fruit, and drank tea to aid their digestion. Then, Bill came in from outside and told Chen Dong that the convoy was ready and they could head to the city. Only then did Chen Dong get up and invite everyone to go out.

"Oh! Time to go on a shopping spree at the supermarket!"

Little Chen Hui grabbed his younger brother and ran outside first. Reaching the Lincoln door, he opened it and climbed in. Little Rong Guo, whose legs weren't as long as his brother's, jumped up and down anxiously, crying, "Brother, I can't get in!"

Chen Dong walked over, patted his butt, picked him up and put him in the car. He then looked at Zhang Tiejun and the others who were still running laps not far away and waved to them.

Zhang Tiejun, Wang Xuewen, and the others have been listening to others explain some precautions during the escort process for the next few days, so they weren't allowed to come along this time.

After Zhang Tiejun and the others saw Chen Dong waving and nodded in response, Chen Dong got into the car. The convoy slowly drove out of the mansion along the path in the middle of the lawn and headed towards the city.