Daily Intelligence System: Financial Independence-Chapter 41: Interpreter He Jing Online Just in Time!
After being touched, Jiang Tao’s heart skipped a beat.
Oh no, Ma Dongmei is a deaf-mute person, communicating is going to be twice as difficult!
Jiang Tao doesn’t understand sign language at all, how could he communicate with her effectively?
Seeing Jiang Tao not speaking or gesturing, Ma Dongmei appeared very patient.
She just smiled slightly at him, with neither a trace of impatience nor urging him.
Like a kind elder watching her junior.
"Uh, give me...no, make it four!"
"Give me four roasted sweet potatoes, the big ones, the bigger, the better!"
Jiang Tao used his improvised sign language to convey his needs to Ma Dongmei.
Seeing a big business coming, a light also gleamed in Ma Dongmei’s gentle eyes.
It was probably rare for her to get a customer like Jiang Tao throughout the day.
After deciphering Jiang Tao’s improvised sign language, Ma Dongmei put on a heat-resistant glove and pulled out a drawer.
Instantly, the unique sweet aroma of roasted sweet potatoes wafted into Jiang Tao’s nose.
Originally, he only wanted to buy roasted sweet potatoes to support Ma Dongmei’s business.
But now, he wanted to treat his own taste buds!
These roasted sweet potatoes smelled really fragrant!
Ma Dongmei skillfully selected the most beautifully roasted sweet potatoes, packed them into an oil and heat-resistant paper bag, and placed them on an electronic scale to weigh.
The total weight was six jin and eight liang.
Ma Dongmei took out a calculator, typed in 6.8×8, and got 54.4 yuan.
"Alright, I’ll pay you via WeChat!"
If it were an average person, Jiang Tao would definitely have asked for a discount.
Selling four sweet potatoes for over 50 yuan meant there’s considerable profit!
Jiang Tao came from the countryside and had worked the fields from a young age.
His farmer parents almost always planted sweet potatoes every year.
Raw sweet potatoes sell for no more than 1.5 yuan per jin.
Roasted sweet potatoes selling for eight yuan per jin, that’s a hefty profit!
However, everything was clearly priced, and the size of each sweet potato was fixed, allowing customers to choose.
It wasn’t like those overcharged rice cakes that seemed like they hadn’t cut much, but one slice could make Brother Ma cry.
Given that Aunt Ma Dongmei was a deaf-mute out in the cold winter trying to run a small business, Jiang Tao decided not to haggle.
With a ’ding,’ he scanned her car’s payment code and cheerfully sent 55 yuan!
Ma Dongmei took out her phone, saw the payment, and smiled as she handed the four roasted sweet potatoes to Jiang Tao.
After buying the roasted sweet potatoes, Jiang Tao stood there, not moving. He hadn’t yet discussed the main purpose of the day, so naturally, he wouldn’t just leave.
But...how to bring it up?
"Hey? Brother Jiang! Is that really you?"
Suddenly, a familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar voice rang in his ears.
Jiang Tao turned toward the direction of the voice.
He saw a tall, slender girl in front of him, smiling and waving at him.
The girl wore a light brown short down jacket on top with a hoodie underneath.
On the bottom, she wore tight grey yoga pants that highlighted her slender long legs, along with white slouchy socks and light brown snow boots.
The combination of "loose on top, tight on the bottom, short on top, long on the bottom" accentuated her long, slender legs.
A wrist resembling white lotus root peeked out from her left sleeve, sporting a women’s watch with a red crocodile leather strap.
Her smile was sweet and warm, like a ray of sunshine in winter.
"He Jing, what a coincidence! What are you doing here?"
Jiang Tao quickly recognized this hometown girl he’d only met once before.
To be fair, He Jing was quite pretty. If it were out of 10, she could score around an 8.
Her delicate, oval face with gentle curves was complemented by expertly groomed misty eyebrows.
With minimal changes to the eyebrow heads and tails, her natural beauty shone through.
He Jing also had a great sense of style and poised presence.
Seeing He Jing was the second most beautiful girl Jiang Tao knew in real life.
The first, of course, was his wife, Xu Li!
Even though Jiang Tao had a deep impression of He Jing, he never considered anything beyond that and never will.
He simply took her as a fellow countrywoman he’d run into in a foreign land and nothing more.
After their watch transaction, they had added each other on WeChat but never chatted.
Running into each other today was truly unexpected!
"I’m visiting my aunt, and I’ve already bought her train ticket back for tomorrow."
"So, I’m here to spend a little time with her today and have dinner together tonight."
He Jing didn’t find having a deaf-mute aunt shameful and straightforwardly acknowledged her relationship with Ma Dongmei.
"Wow, that’s a coincidence! This aunt, is she your aunt? Also a fellow Ping County native?"
Upon hearing He Jing call Ma Dongmei her aunt, Jiang Tao was pleasantly surprised.
So, Aunt Ma Dongmei was also from Ping County?
With the hometown connection, along with his relationship with He Jing, would matchmaking for Ma Dongmei and the landlord be easier?
"Yes, yes, she’s my actual aunt!"
He Jing affectionately moved closer, holding Ma Dongmei’s arm and leaning her head against hers, smiling sweetly.
Honestly, when you compare He Jing and Ma Dongmei side by side, they do look somewhat alike!
Jiang Tao couldn’t help but grin.
He had been worried about how to communicate with Ma Dongmei, and here came He Jing, his interpreter!
She was like rain after a drought!
He Jing rapidly moved her hands in front of Ma Dongmei, introducing Jiang Tao.
Upon realizing that Jiang Tao was a fellow countryman, Ma Dongmei’s gaze became even warmer, and her smile more enthusiastic.
"Uh, Xiao Hu, could we go over there? I have something to ask you."
After a simple introduction, Jiang Tao nodded toward He Jing, indicating a direction.
"Oh, sure."
Though puzzled, He Jing followed Jiang Tao for a few steps aside.
"Uh, Xiao Hu, is your aunt married?"
Jiang Tao got straight to the point.
"Huh? Brother Jiang, what... what do you mean?"
He Jing was bewildered by Jiang Tao’s question, her expression a bit confused.
Could he be interested in her aunt?
Although her aunt was indeed beautiful, there was a considerable age gap!
"Cough, cough, Xiao Hu, don’t overthink it, I’m married, I have a wife."
Seeing He Jing’s misunderstanding, Jiang Tao quickly clarified.
"Ah, okay..."
He Jing sighed in relief upon hearing Jiang Tao’s explanation.
Immediately, her expression turned somewhat sad.
"My aunt has never been married."
