Don't get married if you're reborn.

Chapter 30 From Nothing to Something
Zeng Wenjie forced Hu Guohua and Shi Jing, who wanted to stay online until noon, to get off the computer, dragged them to the outside of the Internet cafe to have breakfast, and then hurried to catch the bus back to Baishui Town.

As soon as I checked my ticket and got on the bus, I met Yang Jingqi and Yang Li who were also catching the early bus back.

When Yang Jingqi saw Zeng Wenjie, her face changed and she turned her head towards the window.

"Good morning, what a coincidence!" Shi Jing took the initiative to greet him.

"Good morning." Yang Li nodded and glanced at Zeng Wenjie secretly. "Do you want to change seats with me?"

Zeng Wenjie walked directly to the last row and said lazily, "I like sitting here. Do you know why?"

Yang Li asked, "Why?"

Zeng Wenjie said, "This is the Emperor's throne. As soon as the car brakes, everyone standing must bow to me. If the car brakes suddenly, they must kneel down."

Yang Li couldn't help but laugh and said, "You are much more humorous than before. If you had this sense of humor before, Qiqi would have been pursued by you a long time ago."

Yang Jingqi couldn't help but turn around, her face flushed as she asked, "What nonsense are you talking about?!"

Yang Li shrugged and said nothing more, but he felt good about what he had just said.

Shi Jing smacked his lips, feeling a bit sorry. Now Yang Jingqi was obviously regretting it. If Zeng Wenjie had taken the initiative again, maybe the two of them could have been in love!
But unfortunately, Zeng Wenjie seemed to have lost all interest in Yang Jingqi, which made him feel regretful.

Zeng Wenjie leaned back in the chair and fell asleep, staggering all the way to Baishui Town.

After getting off the bus at Xinjie, he immediately ran to his grandfather's house and began to learn Russian.

Brothers Hu Guohua and Shi Jing went home to catch up on their sleep, but Shi Jing had to get up in the afternoon to practice martial arts with the old man.

However, judging by his current condition, he will probably be severely beaten this afternoon.

After finishing my Russian studies, I returned home and saw my father smelting gold...

"My father is much more hardworking than I thought!" Zeng Wenjie felt secretly ashamed and went forward to help.

After helping to refine the gold, Zeng Wenjie instigated his father to ask his grandmother for a few Yuan Datou coins.

My grandmother has hidden dozens of Yuan Datou silver coins, but these silver coins are not very valuable. Their current market value is not high. In the next ten years or so, they can be sold for a few hundred yuan each.

Zeng Xiangdong also knew why his son wanted Yuan Datou, but he still couldn't help asking: "Is it really okay to do this?"

Zeng Wenjie shrugged and said, "What does it matter? How much gold does the bank collect in a day? After we deliver the gold, how can we find out who brought it? Besides, we don't have any financial transactions with Master Chen."

"How can the currency of the previous dynasty buy officials of this dynasty?"

Zeng Xiangdong felt that this kid not only had a lot of clever ideas, but was also incredibly brave!
The father and son had just chatted for a few words when someone came to deliver raw goods to Zeng Xiangdong.

"Yesterday I spent more than 20,000 yuan to find an acquaintance to deliver the goods, and promised him a profit of 50 cents," said Zeng Xiangdong.

"That's great. We'll slowly grow stronger and bring all the scalpers in Baishui Town under our wing!" Zeng Wenjie grinned and said, "But remember to set rules and strictly prohibit giving our goods to others. If anyone dares to break the rules, we'll make an example of them."

Zeng Xiangdong said, "I know, you don't need to explain more."

In this way, the days passed, Zeng Wenjie learned Russian while practicing martial arts with his grandfather, and often accompanied Zeng Xiangdong to run errands.

Moreover, the price of gold happened to rise that month, and Zeng Wenjie made a fortune with the two kilograms of gold he had accumulated by virtue of his foresight.

He would occasionally accompany Hu Guohua and Shi Jing to the county internet cafe to surf the Internet. He did nothing else online except write novels for Mu Qingyang...

"Hurry up and update, I can't sleep at night!" This is the sentence Mu Qingyang said most often.

Zeng Wenjie certainly didn't remember the entire novel of several million words, but he still remembered the general outline, and with some of his own fabrication, it was still readable.

Mu Qingyang was also enjoying it very much, and felt that he was about to be ignited by the five words "Don't bully the young and poor".

After reading it, she would copy and paste it as usual and send it to the permanently gray avatar. Time quickly arrived at the end of August.

When Zeng Wenjie returned home after learning Russian, his father had already gotten up early and was smelting gold.

"The money is locked in my room. The tourists will be here soon. You can give it to them." My father gave the order without turning his head.

"Got it!" Zeng Wenjie agreed lazily, then went back to his room to get the money.

Soon, one after another, the guests arrived at the Zeng family's gate.

Zeng Wenjie went out with the money and handed out a pack of cigarettes to everyone, saying with a smile, "Thank you for your hard work today!"

"Boss Zeng, you're too polite. We're here to make money, too." A villager said with a smile.

Zeng Wenjie took out 30,000 yuan from his wallet and threw it to him, saying, "Everyone, go and come back soon. I wish you all good luck and great profits!"

"Boss Zeng is worthy of being a college student. He speaks so nicely!" The villagers all joked.

Zeng Wenjie gave 30,000 to one and 20,000 to another, and in a short while, he had distributed more than 300,000 in cash.

A group of short-term traders who had received money went to the dock to take the ferry, and then dispersed in groups of three or four to collect the raw goods from various places.

"Boss Zeng, do you have any money left? Give me some. I'm going to the riverside. They've been shipping a lot of goods there recently." Zhang Laosan came running over breathlessly with a flattering smile on his face.

"Uncle Zhang, there are only 20,000 yuan left here, take it." Zeng Wenjie handed him 20,000 yuan and a pack of cigarettes worth ten yuan.

"Thank you, Boss Zeng!" Zhang Laosan put the money and cigarettes in his pocket, then left with a smile.

Zhang Laosan, who used to be jealous of Zeng Xiangdong for leaving him behind to work on his own, has now become one of the errand boys who help run errands.

Zeng Wenjie squinted his eyes and looked at the sun in the sky, and couldn't help but smile. When this luck came, it really couldn't be stopped!

Over the past month, these short-distance traders who delivered goods for them have more or less been able to bring back raw goods for delivery. There was only one accident, and that was when a man named Fu Gang died. He was hit by a club and buried in the sand. His body was washed out by heavy rain.

Zeng Wenjie and Zeng Xiangdong can only blame themselves for the bad luck they lost tens of thousands of dollars in this incident.

In order to win people's hearts, Zeng Wenjie even took the initiative to help deal with the funeral arrangements.

But fortunately, everything went smoothly afterwards, and the money and goods quickly snowballed.

"Boss Xu, are you here to collect coal ash again?" Zeng Wenjie saw a middle-aged man coming on a tricycle and immediately went up to greet him warmly.

"Yes, yes, thank you for your help, Boss Zeng!" said Boss Xu.

Zeng Wenjie immediately called his grandfather and worked together with him to pick out a large vat of coal ash.

The Zeng family sells coal ash in barrels, and one barrel can be sold for 2,600 yuan.

Boss Xu had come to collect the money twice before, and this time he didn't hesitate. He directly took out two thousand six from the skewers and handed it to Zeng Wenjie, then had someone load it onto a tricycle and take it away.

"Grandpa, this is the salary you've been paying me and my dad for being bodyguards recently!" Zeng Wenjie counted out a thousand yuan and handed it to the old man.

The old man accepted it directly. He had recently accompanied the father and son to Yinziping five times. According to the previous agreement, he gave 200 yuan each time.

Zeng Wenjie did this to make the old man feel involved. Otherwise, he would go back to drinking, which would be very bad!

Since the old man quit drinking, he has been practicing martial arts with his apprentices. His health has improved visibly, and his complexion is becoming more rosy day by day.

"School is about to start... Before that, I have to find out the situation of the gold mine in Shizhu County." Zeng Wenjie thought to himself.

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