I Alone Am Immortal: My Rebirth and Leisurely Cultivation

Chapter 14 Can't you guys be a little more sensible?

After lunch, I stayed in the living room with Jiang Yingzhu until evening, trying out various positions.

After nine o'clock, Li Yan turned off the game console and sent Xiao Qingmei back to her own room.

Old Li was also about to get off work and go home.

When asked a few questions about his confidence, Li Yan waved his hand.

"I've said it several times already. If you don't believe me, just wait a few days. The results will be out soon."

Then, he pointed to a stack of documents on the coffee table, "Dad, Uncle Jiang asked me to bring these to you. Are you opening a shop?"

"Why is he telling you this?" Old Li frowned. "What if it affects his exam performance?"

"The exams are over today, so it won't affect anything. Dad, what kind of shop do you want to open? Stir-fry?!" Li Yan changed the subject.

"As you know, your uncle's family runs a barbecue business in Jiangcheng. I'm planning to go check it out when I have some free time."

Li Yan nodded. "Dad, I think it's right for you to go into business. Your company is too greedy. They gave you three thousand ten years ago, and you're still only giving them three thousand now."

"Old Li, you're not very bright. Why don't you switch jobs and your salary will skyrocket?"

Upon hearing this, Old Li raised an eyebrow and said, "Hey! You're bringing up your father now? What does a kid like you know?"

“I’ve finished junior high school now, so I have a higher level of education than you.”

"So what if it's high? I've eaten more salt than you've eaten rice!"

Seeing that if the competition continued, he would definitely have to endure a severe beating from his father's love, Li Yan immediately changed his tune:
"I'm just giving you advice!"

Old Li wanted to say a few more words, but Ms. Fang stopped him.

"Alright, let's hear what Xiao Yan has to say."

Unlike Mr. Li, who dropped out of school before finishing junior high, Ms. Fang, who only graduated from elementary school, was more receptive to advice.

Knowing that Ms. Fang still controlled the finances, Old Li nodded.

"Fine, let's see what you can say?"

To everyone's surprise, Li Yan's first words startled both parents.

"Dad, is it possible that Uncle's family is considering giving up their business? Are you going to take over their operation?"

"how do you know?!"

"Dad, you're too conservative. If you weren't sure that stall would have business, you probably wouldn't have done it."

Li Yan gave his parents a little shock from being a reborn person.

In fact, he experienced these things in his previous life.

The same logic applies: running a barbecue stall yourself is too physically demanding.

There was no storefront, and the weather in Jiangcheng was terrible—it was terribly hot in the summer and bitterly cold and damp in the winter.

Spring and autumn have almost been erased from Jiangcheng.

Not to mention extreme weather such as storms and torrential rain.

In my memory, my aunt couldn't stand staying up late every day and not getting enough sleep, so this year she persuaded my uncle to give up barbecue and switch to the skin whitening and health industry.

Then they lost everything!
Li Yan collected his thoughts and continued:

"Dad, haven't you thought about why your uncle's family doesn't do it?"

"Your aunt said she wants to do something else."

Upon hearing this, Li Yan rolled his eyes. "Why would you suddenly want to change careers? It's not that simple. Besides, making barbecue is too tiring."

Mr. Li and Ms. Fang both smiled upon hearing this, saying, "How can you make money if you can't endure hardship?"

Li Yan wanted to say that as long as you are willing to endure hardship, there will be endless hardships, but he just sighed.

"Even though you're working hard to make money, there's never been a shortage of bitter melon."

"Dad, it's not that barbecue doesn't make money. It's that it's bad for your health. You can make money doing other things, and they're easier. Can't you be a little more understanding and let me worry less?"

"Don't say it's for me, I can earn money myself."

Upon hearing this, Old Li and his companion were both moved and angry. Good heavens, who is the head of the household here?
It’s Tiangang, right?

"Hey kid, you've got some nerve. Fine, tell me what's easy and profitable to do?"

"I didn't say it was easy, I said it's better than barbecue."

Li Yan remembered that in his previous life, his parents would set up their stall all night and not return until dawn. They would sleep for a morning and then be busy preparing ingredients in the afternoon. He followed them for a few days during his senior year summer vacation, but he couldn't keep up at all.

Fortunately, his father later developed gout, so at Li Yan's suggestion, they completely cut off the business.

Moreover, Jiangcheng hosted a global sporting event in 19, and the city conducted strict inspections, with street vendors frequently being investigated.

"I think the bubble tea shop is good. There's a bubble tea shop right outside our school. They also serve rice bowls, and a lot of students go there to eat."

Li Yan pulled out the rental information and gave it to Old Li.

"If you don't believe me, go to the school with me during your break tomorrow afternoon." "At the very least, you can ask Uncle Jiang; doesn't he have a branch in Jiangcheng?"

Ms. Fang was somewhat tempted. "Milk tea? I often see the young women in my department drinking it."

"A cup of tea only contains some sugar, creamer, and tea leaves. In some places, you can buy milk tea powder online and brew it yourself; it costs less than a dollar but sells for four or five dollars."

Upon hearing this, the two gasped. "Xiao Yan, don't waste your money on milk tea."

"I understand. Now let's talk about your business."

Li Yan waved his hand, indicating that it was impossible for him to not drink at all.

"I'll have to take another look at this. I'll go to Jiangcheng in a few days." After a pause, Old Li added, "I'll also ask Old Jiang for some advice."

Ms. Fang nodded, "That's right, it's getting late, let's go to sleep."

Li Yan returned to his room helplessly, sensing that his parents still didn't really care.

Old Li only dared to rent a storefront and start a small stir-fry business after he tasted the sweetness of doing business.

"Let's wait for the high school entrance exam results."

Li Yan thought to himself, then returned to his room and dialed Uncle Jiang's number.

"Xiao Yan, is something the matter?"

"Uncle Jiang, my dad's going to start a business, right? He might ask you for advice."

Li Yan shared some of his thoughts, and then Jiang Ye clicked his tongue.

"No problem, I'll find him for drinks tomorrow."

Li Yan's eyelids twitched. "Uncle Jiang, please don't betray me this time."

"Absolutely not, it was an accident last time."

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After the exam, there's no need to attend classes.

After the results are released, we will go to the school to take graduation photos and have a graduation ceremony.

Even so, Li Yan still got up very early the next day.

It is both his biological clock and his subjective will.

Ms. Fang had just woken up and got up to wash up.

"Go out and get some exercise."

Li Yan didn't wake Jiang Yingzhu; the little green plum wouldn't wake up until the sun was shining on her bottom.

I ran along the main road to the large square two stops away, then circled around the square and arrived at the city stadium on the back street.

On the wide track, there were many people like Li Yan.

After running three laps, Li Yan figured he had reached the required amount of exercise and slowly walked out.

There are also many fitness machines outside the stadium. An old man was supporting himself on a horizontal bar and swinging it like a whirlwind.

His bare, muscular upper body drew frequent glances from the middle-aged women around him.

So much so that many old men who were chatting happily with the young woman looked over with heartache.

Seeing this, they could only sigh in despair.

Li Yan glanced at it and left. What was so interesting about the old man?

Walk a hundred meters to the east, and there's an elementary school. Across from the school are breakfast stalls.

Li Yan attended elementary school here, and he remembers that the steamed buns from the shop across the street from the school gate were absolutely amazing.

Xiaolongbao, in particular, is the most popular item at steamed bun shops.

The boss always makes a huge basket of them right at the time school lets out.

Every time I sit in the teaching building and smell that faint fragrance, the teacher knows it's time to go home without even ringing the bell.

Li Yan walked towards the steamed bun shop, where there were already nearly ten people in line.

A girl in the middle wearing a white ink painting T-shirt caught his attention.

Just as Li Yan was about to greet him, a thin, greasy-haired middle-aged man squeezed in front of her.

Mei Mengqian was forced to leave the group, her delicate eyebrows furrowing as she glanced at the man.

"How dare you cut in line!"

The man turned his head, looked her up and down, and his gaze was lewd.

"So what if I cut in line? I'll cut in line every day from now on! Damn it, who saw me cut in line?!"

The man glanced around, and the unpleasant smell, like flies buzzing around his head, made those around him keep their distance and dare not say anything.

Li Yan frowned and quickened his pace.

(End of this chapter)