Siheyuan: Rebirth of a comfortable life starts with Shazhu

He lives a comfortable life now, and his family doesn't lack that little bit of money at all.

To be honest, if it weren't for Song Jiefang giving him a grandson, and the fact that Song Jiefang's family treated him with great respect, he would have been in a much better position.

Xu Damao wouldn't even think about messing around with these things.

Xu Shengli's career is no longer a concern for him.

But when people have grandchildren, they always want to leave something more for their descendants.

So at the beginning, Xu Damao started doing it half-heartedly.

Who would have thought that as Xiushui Street gradually took shape, his business would get better and better?

If he's not afraid of the impact and really wants to expand his business,
It was quite normal for someone to become a millionaire within six months.

But Xu Damao knew that there were hidden dangers in his business.

Firstly, export products are not allowed to be sold domestically; this was written into the original contract.

However, the market recognizes the color of export products.

Most importantly, all these products were produced by the factory leaders under the guise of scrap materials.

In essence, what they were doing was still something that harmed the collective interest.

This kind of thing will definitely cause problems later.

Even now, most of the slightly better factories operate in this way.

But Xu Damao had a sense of right and wrong; he knew that this kind of thing was okay to play around with a little.

But if things escalate too much, it's suicide.

Yan Jiekuang did not participate that day; he simply stood by and watched from the sidelines with his hands tucked into his sleeves.

They not only looked at Xu Damao's stall, but also at other people's businesses.

In one afternoon, he finally confirmed one thing.

Xu Damao really made money; he sold four pairs of roller skates alone.

There are also some other odds and ends.

Xu Damao gave the young man a commission of fifteen yuan.

It's easy to imagine how much Xu Damao must have earned.

He also learned about Xu Damao's methods of operation.

He made an arrangement with a resident nearby, and the items were placed in that resident's house.

There is always only one sample on the stall.

After selling one item, Xu Damao would go and pick up another.

This ensures safety to the greatest extent possible.

In other words, Xu Damao didn't play any tricks on him at all.

They taught him all their skills step by step.

When Yan Jiekuang returned home, he seemed somewhat lost and dejected.

Xu Damao earned in one day what he used to earn in a month. How could that not tempt him?

But he hadn't thought of that.

It's October now, which is the peak season for tourists from other places to visit Beijing.

Normally, Xu Damao doesn't have this much business.

There was no way around it; the things he sold were considered mid-range luxury items in Xiushui Street.

They don't sell nearly as well as cheap toys like tin frogs.

"Third brother, how's it going over there?" Yan Bugui had been waiting anxiously at the gate of the courtyard for a long time.

Yan Jiekuang's expression was complicated. He nodded hesitantly, then put away his hesitation and said sternly, "Dad, let's go home and talk."

His hesitation just now was actually because he was wondering whether he should keep it a secret from Yan Bugui.

He was afraid that Yan Bugui would cause trouble if he found out how profitable the business was.

For example, let the second son come back and work with him.

But he couldn't hide it, not to mention that this line of work was arranged for him by Yan Bugui.

He wanted to do this business, but Yan Bugui had to provide him with the capital.

"...Brother Da Mao told me that I could get the goods from him at first, and he would add two yuan to the price for each pair."

If my business grows bigger, he can introduce me to someone who can get the goods directly from the factory. But then it would have to be at least ten pairs.

The same goes for everything else...

However, after spending the whole afternoon looking around, roller skates are still the best-selling item.

"The wholesale price was fifteen yuan, and when customers bargained down to twenty-five, they basically wouldn't budge any further," Yan Jiekuang explained candidly.

He was penniless and depended on Yan Bugui for money for everything, so naturally he had to be obedient.

Upon hearing this, Yan Bugui's eyes darted around, and he subconsciously exchanged a glance with Yang Ruihua.

Yang Ruihua nodded vaguely, and Yan Bugui then coughed and said, "Cough, third brother, your father can give you this money."

But we need to have an explanation.

Otherwise, I won't be able to explain it to my eldest and second eldest brothers.

"What do you mean?" Yan Jiekuang asked, bewildered.

What he thought about most was that Yan Bugui would give him money and then collect some interest.

After all, Yan Bugui used to do this kind of thing all the time.

He also did the math on his way back.

If we were to acquire two sets of those goods, based on Xu Damao's scale, it would probably cost over a hundred.

After all, Xu Damao's stall had more than a dozen miscellaneous items.

Prices vary, and apart from roller skates, he doesn't know which other items sell well or poorly.

If you go directly to the factory to get the goods, even a small amount of money won't be enough.

This is indeed a huge sum of money for Yan Jiekuang at present.

He didn't intend to ask Yan Jiecheng or Yan Jiedi for help; his relationship with Xu Damao was not as good as that with Yan Jiecheng!
When faced with the prospect of personal gain, his little schemes immediately surfaced.

If Yan Jiecheng knew about the huge profits involved, he might go directly to Xu Damao, and then Yan Jiekuang would be out of the picture.

As mentioned before, the Yan brothers are all more stingy and calculating than their fathers.

Or he could go to his wife to get the money.

Yan Jiekuang would never choose that option.

That would be so embarrassing!

Now, all Yan Jiekuang is thinking about is making money, making lots and lots of money.

When that time comes, Zhang Chunhua will obediently return and have to grovel before him.

Therefore, the only place he could get money was from Yan Bugui.

"Your mother and I want to invest."

"We can lend you the start-up capital, but your mother and I will take 40% of the profits afterward." Yan Bugui thought for a while, but gritted his teeth and stated his conditions.

"How can it be?

"It's just a hundred or so yuan, do you really think I have nowhere else to get it?" Yan Jiekuang stood up and started to walk out.

He didn't even want to discuss Yan Bugui's conditions.

They really think they can scam him like he's an idiot.

"Third brother, sit down first. Do you think your father would betray you?" Yang Ruihua said anxiously.

She rolled her eyes at Yan Bugui. To be honest, she also thought that Yan Bugui was asking for an exorbitant amount.

"Heh, third brother, you really think your father is a loan shark?"

My father has his reasons for saying that.

Putting everything else aside, Xu Damao, this path was arranged for you by your father, right?
"If the eldest and second eldest brothers find out about this, will they make a scene with me?" Yan Bugui was not flustered at all. On the contrary, his tone was quite calm, as if he had great confidence.

Yan Jiekuang stood there, his neck stiff, not uttering a word, but the anger on his face had dissipated considerably, and he even showed a slight sense of fear.

He knew there was a threatening meaning in Yan Bugui's words.

In other words, if he doesn't agree, Yan Bugui might tell the eldest and second eldest brothers about this connection.

Although this is very unreasonable for the father and son.

But in the Yan family, this is the normal situation.

It was his own foolishness to tell the old couple how much money Xu Damao could make. (End of Chapter)