Back to 1984: I built a chicken farm on a barren mountain.

"Wenfeng, did you buy a tank?" A familiar voice came from behind, it was Chen Shouyi.

Seeing his son hurriedly buying a vat, Chen Shouyi followed him. However, the market was crowded, and Chen Wenfeng disappeared in the blink of an eye.

When he came out, he saw Chen Wenfeng with a young man, and there were also many water tanks there.

Chen Wenfeng turned to Chen Shouyi and said:

"Dad, do you think this family has enough water tanks?"

Chen Shouyi touched it with his hand and gently tapped it, saying:

"That's a good jar. We're missing one at home too; the jar we used to pickle sauerkraut cracked last year."

"Whatever you think is fine. Do you want a large or medium-sized vat for your home?"

"A mid-cylinder cylinder will suffice."

After hearing what Chen Shouyi had said, Chen Wenfeng turned to the young man selling the jars and said:

"I need five vats: three large vats and two medium vats. Deliver one medium vat to my home and the other four to the mountain."

Upon hearing this, Chen Shouyi was surprised that Chen Wenfeng was buying five jars at once, as if they were cabbages. He quickly replied:

"Wenfeng, don't you already have a vat on this mountain? Why do you need to buy four more?"

"Dad, you don't know, we use those water tanks to feed the chickens and for drinking water. I'm planning to buy four: one medium-sized tank for drinking water, one large tank for pickling sauerkraut, one large tank for bathing, and one large tank for storing things."

Good heavens, even Chen Shouyi found it unbelievable that someone would need a tub to take a bath. But then he thought, it would be quite nice to fill the tub with hot water in winter.

Seeing that his father was interested, Chen Wenfeng said to the man selling the jars:

"We need six: four large tanks and two medium-sized tanks."

The young man selling the jars was dumbfounded. What a big customer this was! He quickly said:

"Thank you so much, brother."

Chen Wenfeng's expression turned serious, and he said:

"No need to thank me. If you buy one or two, consider it my support for your first day of business. I won't haggle. But if you buy six and your price isn't right, I'll leave immediately and go buy from that old man."

"Don't worry, brother, even if I don't make money, I don't want to bring it home again. I'll definitely give you the lowest price possible."

The original price of the six cylinders was 120 yuan, but after the discount, it was sold for 85 yuan.

Just as Chen Wenfeng was about to pay, Chen Shouyi stopped him and said:

"Wenfeng, give me the money. This jar needs to be sealed with water first, so it won't leak."

Chen Wenfeng stuffed the money into his father's hand. Chen Shouyi then told the young man to load the jars onto the cart. Although the oxcart was large, it couldn't carry all the jars at once. They would transport two home first, and then carry the rest up the mountain.

While Chen Wenfeng was buying the jar, Hou Laizi rushed over, his forehead covered in sweat, as if he were looking for someone. Chen Wenfeng called out:

"Hey rascal, it's almost noon, why aren't you at the factory? What are you doing out here?"

Upon seeing Chen Wenfeng, Hou Laizi deflated like a punctured balloon and exclaimed:

"Brother Feng, it's the one I've been looking for! I've run around in circles, I heard you were at the market, I never expected to see you here!"

Chen Wenfeng sensed that Hou Laizi was in a hurry, so he immediately pulled him to a deserted street corner and asked:

"Hey, rascal, is something urgent?"

"Yes, it's urgent, and I feel there's a big problem."

Tell me about it!

It turned out that in the past few days, Hou Laizi had noticed that Han Laosi had suddenly started gambling every day after get off work. Hou Laizi knew that according to Han Laosi's habits, he would never get involved in this kind of thing under normal circumstances.

He kept a watchful eye on things and went to the house of the village gambler, but he didn't see Han Laosi.

One day, Hou Laizi deliberately stayed out very late. Just as Han Laosi was about to leave, he saw him and said:

"Hey rascal, if you're free, come hang out with me for a bit."

Before joining the soy sauce factory, Hou Laizi would occasionally gamble. When Han Laosi called him, he pretended to be very happy and went with Han Laosi.

As a result, Han Laosi took him to Chen Shouxin's house.

Holy crap, Uncle Three, you haven't posted for so many chapters, are you up to something?

When Hou Laizi arrived at Chen Shouxin's house, only Chen Shouxin was home. Han Laosi greeted Chen Shouxin and they exchanged a few words. Then they heard people coming in. First, two unfamiliar people came in, and the last one was Zheng Dali!

They were playing Texas Hold'em. Hou Laizi started by playing a few rounds, then pretended to have bad luck and stopped playing.

He watched from the sidelines. That night, Zheng Dali had exceptionally good luck and won a lot of money.

So they came to play every day. Hou Laizi was afraid that Han Laosi would become suspicious, so he also played a few rounds every day, and then withdrew from the game by claiming that he had lost all his money.

Zheng Dali seems to be on a winning streak these past few days, winning money every single day.

They started by betting small amounts, and then gradually increased the stakes.

But last night, Zheng Dali's luck suddenly turned sour. He lost all the money he had won in the previous few days in one night. Zheng Dali's eyes turned red from losing so much. He vowed that he would win it back later.

It is said that bystanders see things more clearly, and Hou Laizi already sensed that something was very wrong.

Just before lunch, Hou Laizi overheard Han Laosi and Qin Xiaofen chatting outside Han Laosi's office. The two were speaking softly, and with the noise from the workers, Hou Laizi only caught a general outline of what they were saying. But even so, he caught all the information.

In short, they want Zheng Dali to lose big.

As for what was said next, Hou Laizi did not hear it.

Chen Wenfeng said to Hou Laizi:

"Hurry back to the factory, pretend you know nothing, and do whatever you normally do tonight. Also, don't tell anyone about this, including Fatty."

Seeing Chen Wenfeng's serious expression, Hou Laizi agreed and quickly returned.

Chen Wenfeng was in a state of confusion. He asked his father, Chen Shouyi, to connect with the young man selling the jars, while he needed to confirm a few things.

Seeing his son leave in such a hurry, Chen Shouyi sighed:

"Why do you have so many worries at such a young age?"

Chen Shouyi then got on the oxcart of the young man selling jars and went home together.

By noon, the market had become much less crowded, and Chen Shouyi greeted acquaintances along the way.

When they passed the old man selling jars in Tiger Valley, the old man's face changed color. How many had he sold!

One trip... two trips... three trips, a total of six large vats!

Just then, Aunt Zhang from across the street was buying something nearby, so the old man asked her:

"What does this family in your village do? Why do they buy so many water tanks?"

"That's our neighbor across the street. The man we just talked to is called Chen Shouyi. But his son is the more successful one in the family. He's a professional chicken farmer in our village, and the town mayor even gave him a reward."

"What does that Chen guy's son look like, and how old is he?"

The old man selling the jars asked reluctantly, though he already knew the answer in his heart, but he was unwilling to give up.

"Twenty years old, tall, and much more energetic than his father."

"Pfft~" Luckily, this wasn't a martial arts novel, otherwise the old man selling the jars would have been so anxious he'd vomited blood. A big customer, just like that, walked right out of his hands. The duck that was practically in his mouth had flown away so calmly...