84: Food processing plants have a show

"First Aunt, you're exaggerating. I just helped them trade Bitcoin. They made some money, and this is them returning the favor," Pan Han said with a chuckle.

"Hmm, rich people are most afraid of owing favors," Pan Han's father agreed with this point.

"See? Isn't it being put to good use now? Your Second Aunt is still so lucky," Mother said contentedly, stroking Pan Han's head.

Second Aunt felt a little more at ease and her complexion improved significantly after hearing Pan Han speak so earnestly, as if it were the real deal.

"Second Aunt, go back and lie down. Put your mind at ease. They've arranged the best private hospital and the best specialists for you," Pan Han helped Second Aunt up and led her to the bedroom.

"Alright, alright, I'll be at ease if you say so," a long-lost smile appeared on Second Aunt's face.

"Your Second Aunt will stay here tonight. She and I will share a bed, and you and your dad will share a bed," Mother arranged the sleeping situation.

When Pan Han heard he had to sleep with his dad, he was extremely reluctant and grumbled, "I'd rather sleep on the sofa. Dad has a bad stomach and farts a lot."

"You little rascal, you're the one who farts!" Dad cursed with a laugh.

Everyone heard this, and the atmosphere immediately lightened considerably.

"Come, let's eat," Maternal Uncle brought the dishes to the table and called everyone over.

"It's been so long since I've had Maternal Uncle's cooking, I've missed it to death!" Pan Han was the first to bounce to the dining table.

His Maternal Uncle is a famous chef who has owned his own restaurant for over ten years. His stir-frying skills are renowned throughout the area; even dogs passing by have to stop and sniff.

The others also took their seats one after another.

"Oh, by the way, Maternal Uncle, how's your business been lately?" Pan Han took a bite of food and asked casually.

"Oh, my dear nephew, don't even mention it. Restaurant business hasn't been good these past few years. We've lost a lot of money these past few months," as soon as business was mentioned, First Aunt began to look worried and interjected.

"Huh? Maternal Uncle's cooking is quite good, so how come you're losing money?"

"Your Maternal Uncle only knows how to make a few home-style stir-fried dishes. Now, the county town isn't into those large-plate stir-fries anymore. Self-service hot pot, chain restaurants, beef hot pot, and all sorts of new things are popular," First Aunt explained the changes in their hometown to Pan Han.

"Hmm, your First Aunt is right about that. Your Maternal Uncle is also getting old and can't keep up with the trends. I'm even thinking of changing professions and doing something else," Maternal Uncle said, shoveling two mouthfuls of rice, as if cheering himself on.

"Indeed, I've noticed that in the malls in the capital, the restaurants change every few months," Pan Han saw that Maternal Uncle was a bit down and picked up a large shrimp for him.

"Two months ago, your Maternal Uncle discussed with someone about partnering to open a food processing factory. Nephew, you've seen the world in the big city, do you have any thoughts?" First Aunt also felt bad for her husband.

"Huh? A food processing factory? Why did you think of doing this?" Pan Han's spirits lifted when he heard about this.

"Your Maternal Uncle had an apprentice who worked in the restaurant for a few years. Now he's doing live stream sales, with millions in monthly revenue. Some time ago, he approached your Maternal Uncle, suggesting they partner to set up a processing factory, with your Maternal Uncle in charge of production and him in charge of live stream sales."

"This is great! Live stream sales are popular now, this could work!" Pan Han thought to himself, the processing factory he was looking for, wasn't it right here?

"See, even our nephew says it can be done," First Aunt said happily, patting Maternal Uncle.

"You, a woman, what do you know? Opening a processing factory isn't that easy. The venue, machinery and equipment, personnel, hygiene permits, none of these don't require money and connections," Maternal Uncle somewhat blamed his wife, as if doing business was as easy as eating.

First Aunt was rebuked and became a bit hesitant to speak, secretly glancing at Pan Han.

"How much would it cost to open a processing factory?" Pan Han asked.

"At least over 1.5 million, I'd say. Housing prices in our county are cheap; the main costs are equipment and personnel."

"That's not expensive."

"This kid, you've been in the capital for too long, everything seems cheap to you. 1.5 million! Even if your Maternal Uncle's family sold everything, it might not be enough," Mother sounded a bit angry at Pan Han's tone.

After all, he was still young and lacked any social experience.

"Sister, you understand me, it's definitely not enough," Maternal Uncle gave a dry laugh and chuckled.

"Then what should we do? We can't just watch the restaurant decline day by day, can we?" First Aunt's face fell.

Pan Han smiled slightly, already knowing what his First Aunt meant.

"Maternal Uncle, don't be troubled. I'll give you 3 million yuan, so you can set up a larger processing factory. I'll also give you orders then," Pan Han didn't waste words and directly played his trump card.

Clatter! Several people's chopsticks dropped to the floor.

What is the concept of 3 million yuan? In the county town, you could buy 10 houses, and Pan Han just pulled it out!

"Nephew, I know you mean well, and we appreciate it. Let's eat," Maternal Uncle didn't take it seriously.

"First Aunt, give me your bank card number," Pan Han knew that Maternal Uncle would definitely be too embarrassed to ask, so he had to ask the woman.

"Ah? This..." First Aunt was stumped on the spot, she had never seen such an operation in her life.

"Oh, you child, don't tease your Maternal Uncle and First Aunt. Hurry up and eat!" Mother also didn't believe it.

"Son, although you performed well today, like a man, that's enough," Dad picked up his chopsticks, wiped them, and continued eating.

"Give me the card number, First Aunt. I'm serious," Pan Han took out his phone, ready to transfer money.

"622XXXXXX" First Aunt casually rattled off her bank card number.

Pan Han remembered it after hearing it once, so he picked up his phone and transferred 3 million yuan to her.

Ding! The arrival message came!

First Aunt took her phone and looked: "Your account ending in XXXX has received 3,000,000.00 yuan."

Maternal Uncle heard this and quickly leaned over to look.

The couple looked at the phone while rubbing their eyes, and after rubbing their own, they rubbed each other's.

"Why don't you two go to an ATM later and check?" Pan Han teased.

"It really arrived! My dear nephew, this is too..." First Aunt was already incoherent, not knowing how to express her excitement and gratitude.

"Huh?" Mother didn't believe it and quickly snatched the phone, and after seeing the message, she pulled Pan Han's father to look too.

"Oh, son! You've really struck it rich!" Dad stood up after seeing it, holding Pan Han's hand as he spoke.

"It's just a little money, don't act like you've never seen the world!"

"Nephew, you've given too much. I'm afraid I won't be able to do a good job," Maternal Uncle, being a man, thought more about getting things done.

"Maternal Uncle, you don't have to worry about not doing well. I'll tell you what to produce then. However, you need to open a separate production line for me. It needs to be produced separately from the live stream sales," Pan Han planned to use Maternal Uncle's factory to produce supplies for the apocalypse.

"Is it that simple?" First Aunt was a bit disbelieving.

"Yes, very simple. I'll give you orders, and you just produce according to the orders. We'll settle accounts every month. I guarantee you'll make a fortune," Pan Han chuckled and picked up a large piece of meat for First Aunt.

"Maternal Uncle, we're saved!" First Aunt hugged Maternal Uncle, tears streaming down her face.

Second Aunt and Second Aunts Husband, who were beside them, also rejoiced.

"Sister, do we have any alcohol at home? We have to drink something today, I'm so happy," Second Aunts Husband couldn't help but ask, seeing the lively atmosphere.

"Second Aunts Husband, I prepared it long ago. I'll go get it," Pan Han bought a case of Wuliangye on the highway.

In just a few hours, two worries were easily resolved.

What is money for? Let me say it again, money is for people to spend!