Reborn in the Millennium: Building a Fortune from Fishing

Chapter 229 Forum Anecdotes
Ah Qing immediately said, "I'll go find someone to order a car."

"Haha, give my nephew something better and don't fool him." The uncle said proudly.

My nephew is so awesome. He solved the problem that was bothering them in just over ten minutes.

“Parallel imports are okay, right?”

"Okay, it's in the countryside over there, and you can get a license plate by spending some money." My uncle said indifferently.

"Then prepare everything for your nephew. I'll ask my friends if they have a big Toyota."

After returning home, Qin Dahe did not start writing a product plan immediately. He first focused on building the corridor in the yard.

The father and son worked together, first driving wooden stakes into the side of the wall facing the county road.

Because it was a concrete floor, I had to knock a hole in it.

There are gravels under the cement. Only after digging out the gravels can we drive the piles.

"Daha, please bring food to Yanyan." The mother called out, it was almost time for lunch.

When Qin Dahe thought about the Chinese croaker he was going to eat today, his eyes lit up and he ignored everything and went to wash his hands immediately.

The old man cursed as he gathered his things before leaving, saying that he was destined to be a hard worker.

All day long he either helps his son with work or goes to farm.

He didn't rush to serve the food. He first tasted the braised bighead carp with chopsticks. It was very soft and tender.

"Mom, you are really good at cooking."

"You young couple keep feeding me sweet talk every day." Mother Qin handed the food over unhappily. She was so greedy that she could eat it for only one or two hundred yuan.

Qin Dahe was eating the braised big black croaker in his mouth and was very satisfied. It was really full of meat.

95% of the bigeye croaker is meat, so it tastes good no matter how you cook it.

After eating two bites, he picked up the lunch box and left.

When he arrived at the grain station, he could only wait at the door. Not everyone could enter the grain station, not even family members.

The girl came over as soon as she got the news. She walked so fast that everyone who saw her was a little worried.

"Yan'er, I caught a bigmouth bass this morning. Let me give it to you to try." He handed over the lunch box with a smile.

"Big black croaker." The little girl's eyes lit up, and the couple had similar expressions when they heard about eating.

"Thank you, brother."

"Haha, I'm going back to eat."

"Yeah, drive slowly." She took the box, opened it and took two bites. It was really delicious.

There is no canteen at the grain station, so they bring their meals in the morning and heat them up themselves.

Because the crab was so big, I gave her a big piece, and she even shared it with others.

The bigeye croaker is a rare commodity, and not many people eat it here, which has earned everyone's envy.

Her family really wants to give her food. Every time she opens her lunch box, it’s full of meat.

After returning home and having a delicious meal, the father and son continued to pile.

After driving the piles in, nail some wooden strips, and then lay the color steel tiles diagonally on top.

One end is placed on the wooden strips, and the lower end is on the wall, so that when it rains, the rainwater will drip down and gather outside the yard.

The father and son finished this little work in a short time.

"Dad, please fix the cement on the edge of that pit."

"What are you going to do?" Qin's father didn't want to do this job as he still had to take care of the nest.

"I'm going to write something. My uncle wants it."

"Go away." He waved his hand irritably, signaling his son to get out. He quit the job before finishing the work.

Qin Dahe leisurely returned to the attic, opened the curtains, and sunlight immediately shone into the room.

It’s a bit hot. Why is there no wind at all recently?

Sang Biao sat on Yanyan's dressing table, looked at him and then lay down again.

Feeling a little sleepy, he was not in a hurry to write anything and decided to take a nap first.

I slept until four o'clock. When I woke up, I felt a little dazed. I washed my face first and then felt better.

He lazily held up a notebook of his own, which contained a bunch of scribbles and some important information.

Of course, it’s not that important to him now. Yanyan flipped through it twice, but didn’t understand it and just left it there.

I found some records related to Q groups and spaces, combined with some memories in my mind, and started writing about product optimization.

Due to network speed issues, a lot of content has been deleted or modified.

It's 2001 now, and the internet speed is terribly slow. Fiber optic internet access won't be available until at least next year.

He wrote some product optimization suggestions about the increase in Internet speed in the optimization book, reminding others to pay attention to the speed-up problem of Internet cafes.

Currently, the largest base of Internet users in China is students and workers in Internet cafes. He was one of them in his previous life and is very sensitive to these things.

After the speed of Internet cafes was increased, major online games became real money-making tools. Fantasy Westward Journey and Legend of Mir 2 have reaped the money from countless young people.

In his previous life, he donated a lot of his wages from working.

It's a long and eloquent 800 words, which looks a bit awkward, but I don't care.

I put the paper in my pocket and went downstairs. My mother started to cook. In the summer, people eat very late at night, at least around 6 o'clock.

"Mom, I'm going out for a while." He got on the motorcycle tricycle and was about to kick it but felt unsafe.

This thing doesn't have a safety lock. What if someone pushes it away? There are some shady people hanging around in Internet cafes at night.

"When are you coming home?" the old lady asked.

"Six o'clock, no need to wait for me, just leave some food for me."

As he said this, he honked the tricycle and headed towards the town.

The big tricycle stopped at the door of the Internet cafe and went in with the "car keys" in hand. It was quite scary. The boss was a little wary when he saw it.

Internet cafes are still quite chaotic nowadays, and it is very normal to see people fighting at night.

"Boss, turn on the computer." It doesn't matter where you go to surf the Internet when you come here alone.

"Okay." He took the Red Nanjing cigarette handed to him by Qin Dahe and was a little surprised that he could smoke such a good cigarette.

I found the machine in the corner, threw the "key" directly on the table, and after turning on the computer, I found that there were many new games.

I had both "The Stone Age" and "The Legend of Zu". I clicked on them and watched them, but the graphics were terrible, so I turned them off.

When I opened QQ again, I found that I had added three friends.

001, 003 and 102. I haven’t logged in for a long time, but they were added directly. I guess it was operated by the background of QQ.

First, call the clerk you are in contact with. This clerk is responsible for paying your salary every month and coordinating some matters.

Then I saw QQ No. 003 online. After chatting for a few minutes, I learned that this was the product development department.

Well, at that time, QQ was just a few big cats and small cats, without the grand scene of large-scale group offices in later generations.

During the chat, I learned that this guy is not only responsible for product optimization, but is also a technical person himself, and he also has to manage a lot of programmers.

The Internet is developing rapidly now, and product managers are probably just part-time jobs.

Ask the other party to wait for a few minutes without speaking, and then send the 800 words you wrote in the afternoon in several paragraphs.

It took the other party a while to finish reading. At this time, there were already three people at his workstation.

Mr. Ma and the two technical guys were there, and they were having a heated discussion while looking at the 800 words.

"Pull this person back. Just this one QQ space suggestion can at least significantly increase customer stickiness."

"I wanted to invite him too, but he is the nephew of the chairman of Wushang Capital and is not willing to come." Mr. Ma sighed.

Today's Internet companies are not short of technical guys, what they lack is decent product managers. It's not just him, but all companies are in need of them.

Qin Dahe didn't know about these things yet. He looked at the time and thought the other party should have finished reading before starting to type.

"The chat framework of this software is too ugly. It needs to be optimized."

"Okay, okay, I'll pay attention to that."

A technical guy named Zhang replied quickly, saying that this has been criticized by many people, but there will be a major upgrade soon, so we can do it together then.

"Nothing's wrong."

Seeing that there was nothing to talk about with the other party, he closed the chat box and went to surf the forum.

Most of the forums nowadays are occupied by elites, and the value of many posts will be revered by people many years later, so it is quite interesting to browse them.

Seven or eight people responded to his fishing post, and some asked him about the choice of bait for silver carp and bighead carp.

Because the silver carp and bighead carp baits on the market are almost all soft-surface baits dipped in flour for fishing, the atomization effect and flavor are difficult to describe.

Qin Dahe casually placed his phone on it and said that he had professional bait for silver carp and bighead carp. When the fishing was good in the summer, he could catch hundreds of kilograms a day.

Welcome friends to place orders, ten yuan per kilogram, please remit the payment first and then ship it, the buyer will bear all postage costs.

Then start replying to those phishing posts.

From crucian carp to black carp, even netizens from the north asked how to catch carp.

The carp there is more delicious, unlike in the south where no one eats carp in most waters.

Qin Dahe responded to each one, and at the end he would write, "The diet structure of fish in different waters is different, so it should be adjusted according to the local fish conditions."

Even the recipe for their own commercial bait is included.

The use of gluten as drawing powder is now kept secret by domestic fishing gear manufacturers, but he posted it directly on the forum.

Finally, some techniques for adjusting the float and finding the bottom for stand-up fishing are briefly introduced.

How to adjust four and fish two, the "double lead" gameplay with big water flow, that is, big running lead and floating lead.

This method of adjusting floats is very common in later generations, but now due to poor information exchange, many people are figuring it out on their own.

Because his post had a small audience, it was quickly pushed down after it was published, and no one paid much attention to it.

Suddenly, messages started popping up in QQ. I took a look and it turned out to be from Mr. Ma No. 001. Why aren’t you eating at this time?
The other party wanted to discuss with him the updates to the Internet model brought about by Internet speed, and kept writing a short essay eloquently.

Qin Dahe felt a headache after watching this. What a crazy guy! He was already being very kind of him by giving him some optimization suggestions.

Instead of spending this time, you might as well go to the forum and look through the posts.

He just said a few perfunctory words and didn't even read the entire essay.

"QQ's internet user base is in internet cafes, but the speed of current internet cafes is not fast enough, so we still have to wait for the cool changes on the page."

(End of this chapter)