The tycoon's wicked wife from the era of literature has been reborn.

Chapter 102 Filling in the Gaps - Huang Yanqiu

Huang Yanqiu is a pretty good cook, but she doesn't know how to use a gas stove.

Dinner was prepared by Gao Qingmiao, who stewed a pot of mixed vegetables and local pork that Gao Qinghe had brought from home.

The taste has improved again, and the dishes are especially good with rice. Gao Qinghe ate two bowls, and Huang Yanqiu ate four bowls in one go, even picking up and eating all the rice grains at the bottom of the pot.

"Zheng Laowu abused you and didn't give you food?" Gao Qingmiao was shocked.

Huang Yanqiu waved her hand, "Give me all his meat."

The reason he looks like a starving ghost is simply because he hasn't been able to eat his fill in a long time, and his stomach doesn't even know what it means to be full.

Huang Yanqiu washed the tables, chairs, and dishes. She was very efficient and much faster than Gao Qingmiao.

After washing the dishes, I went to find a broom and mop and mopped the floor until it shone brightly.

Gao Qingmiao was a little embarrassed and wanted to stop her, but Gao Qinghe stopped her.

"Let her do it. She just ate so much, so exercising will help her digest."

Gao Qinghe glanced around the room, and Gao Qingmiao, understanding, got up to fetch her wallet and ledger.

The siblings started doing the math.

The last batch of goods has been sold out. In the middle of the process, Gao Qingmiao tried to order another batch of goods worth 300 yuan via freight. Now, with the necessary working capital, she can make a profit of 2,000 yuan.

The two thousand here, plus the eight thousand I got from Jiang Baohai, and the forty thousand commission from Lu Gaoming, make a total of fifty thousand yuan.

Gao Qingmiao watched helplessly as her older sister silently took out a wad of cash from her bag, and almost lost her balance and fell off the stool.

"Sis, what are you planning to do with all this money?"

Gao Qinghe wrapped the money back in newspaper and put it in her unremarkable old schoolbag.

Fifty thousand yuan, neither heavy nor light, Gao Qinghe placed it lightly on her bedside table.

She took out the train ticket she had just bought, which indicated that the final destination was Jiangcheng, a city that was adjacent to the southwest but much more economically developed.

Gao Qingmiao asked suspiciously, "Train tickets for three days from now?"

Gao Qinghe nodded, "Yanqiu and I plan to visit a few nearby counties in the next couple of days."

"We plan to buy up government bonds at a low price."

Gao Qingmiao's intuition told him that this was an opportunity he couldn't control.

So he nodded, half understanding, and placed all his trust in his sister.

"Okay, is there anything I can do for you?"

Gao Qinghe: "You don't need to do anything. Just keep your business running properly. When you have time, go home to see your parents and help out with chores around the house."

"I might not be able to go home for a long time, so please take good care of her, little sister. When she comes back from her holiday, remember to help her with her English vocabulary dictation."

Gao Qingmiao exclaimed, "Ah!" He was a terrible student; how could he possibly read English?

Gao Qinghe glanced at her brother's useless expression speechlessly. "You know how to use a Walkman, right? You know how to play tapes, right? Even if you don't, your little sister does. Just cooperate."

"By the way, you better keep this a secret. Don't utter a single word. If I find out you've told anyone..."

Before Gao Qinghe could finish her threatening words, Gao Qingmiao blocked them with her raised hand as she swore an oath.

"It's good that you're sensible."

Before going to sleep, Gao Qingmiao didn't know why, but her heart was pounding and she felt very uneasy.

But hearing Huang Yanqiu's snoring coming from the next room, he felt a little more at ease.

The eldest sister is fast; she'll definitely know to run if she encounters danger.

With another mad dog like Huang Yanqiu by my side, nothing should go wrong.

Lost in thought, Gao Qingmiao drifted off to sleep.

For the first time ever, the noise from the next room started earlier than it did from his side.

When Gao Qingmiao woke up, the two women in the next room had already set off, each carrying a simple backpack.

The bicycle was left inside; it wasn't ridden out.

Gao Qinghe's first stop was the neighboring county next to Qing County, where she sought out the most people and pulled out a megaphone.

"Buy back government bonds at high prices! Buy back government bonds at high prices!"

It quickly attracted many curious elderly people who asked them if they really bought it and how much they would pay.

Many employees are forced to buy bonds due to mandatory quotas. They didn't want to, but had to, and the bonds just wouldn't appreciate. In the southwest region, not only are they not appreciating, they're actually falling.

Although a drop of 50 cents or a dollar isn't a big deal, ordinary people would rather use that 50 cents or a dollar to buy meat than suffer a loss.

Gao Qinghe said that she would charge two cents more than the bank, and someone immediately ran home excitedly to get it.

Gao Qinghe was in charge of collecting the goods, while Huang Yanqiu was in charge of monitoring them.

Those who try to take advantage of the situation should be dragged out, and those with ill intentions should be driven away.

She could easily grab a strong, adult man with one hand, but when she encountered a groping hand, she punched him, and he fell straight down.

He shouted "hooligan!" a few times, and the onlookers would each kick him.

In such cases, the police are too lazy to care, turning a blind eye until the victims have been beaten to a pulp before coming out to clean up the mess, which is barely considered a political achievement.

However, Huang Yanqiu would not do this in front of people most of the time. She would just drag people into alleys, punch them until they were dead, and throw them into the garbage dump.

Gao Qinghe swore she had never hinted at it, but every time they came out of the alley, Huang Yanqiu would stuff a handful of cash she had plundered into her pocket.

She never takes valuable watches or necklaces, as they are too conspicuous and could attract unwanted attention, so she avoids them.

In the evening, the two stayed in a simple little hotel. She took out a book from her bag and, under the dim light of the desk lamp, checked and filled in any gaps in her knowledge, reviewing how many details she could still avoid.

However, just when Huang Yanqiu was eager to make a big splash, the most she encountered was a lecherous man who coveted Gao Qinghe.

Perhaps it was because of her strong aura of violence, but later on, as long as she stood next to Gao Qinghe, even those old lechers would shrink back.

After finishing at one location, the two moved on to the next.

Huang Yanqiu's arithmetic skills, which had been neglected for several years, have improved again because she was overwhelmed by calculating those small bills every day.

After taking a walk around the county town, I found that Gao Qinghe received over 20,000 yuan worth of government bonds at an average price of 99 yuan.

Before boarding the train to Jiangcheng, I used all the remaining money at Qingxian Bank and Linxian Bank to buy government bonds.

Gao Qinghe wore her ugliest clothes and an old baseball cap.

Even so, some people still notice her face.

The first few times I traveled in a hard sleeper car, I was accompanied by Gao Qingmiao, who was tall and imposing and looked intimidating.

Gao Qinghe was not harassed.

She then traveled alone to Guangdong, where the soft sleeper carriage shielded her from most of the dangers.

Now, when two girls are together, in some people's eyes, they are objects that can be done whatever they want.

Before getting on the bus, Gao Qinghe drank half a bowl of fermented rice wine, and soon after sitting down, she felt the urge to go to the toilet.

She handed the backpack to Huang Yanqiu and went to the restroom alone.

The bathroom door just closed.

Two long-haired men entered through the door.

They exchanged glances, both seeing excitement in each other's eyes.

One of them raised his hand to bang on the door, imagining the girl inside looking panicked, and his smile became even more lewd.

But to this man's utter surprise, the moment he raised his hand, a bag slapped it away.

The bag contained a square, hard object that looked like a brick. It struck the wrist bone, and a clear "crack" sound of bone breaking could be heard.

The man let out a painful howl and turned around abruptly.

He met Huang Yanqiu's clear, black-and-white eyes, which seemed unreal, cold, and insane.

She looked at him as if he were a dead object lying in a morgue.

The man, writhing in excruciating pain in his wrist, secretly spat on the ground, his heart filled with horror.

He had never seen such a chilling look in someone's eyes.

Huang Yanqiu shouted, "Get out!"

The two long-haired men shuddered, suspecting that the woman might be a murderer.

They might steal small things, but they wouldn't dare commit murder or arson.

The two men immediately chickened out and fled as if their lives depended on it.

(End of this chapter)