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

"Hey! Shouyi's here. Isn't your son also buying? Doesn't your son buy his father's goods?" Han Laosi saw Chen Shouyi queuing in the crowd, selling his Dengdaoshan products, and wanted to get some advantage from him verbally.

Chen Shouyi was always honest and law-abiding, and he didn't know what to say when Han Laosi teased him. Aunt Zhang, seeing Han Laosi's smug expression, couldn't stand it anymore and said:

"Fourth brother, just accept the goods, stop with the nonsense!"

Many people in line also disapproved of Han Laosi's arrogant behavior, and several spoke up to help Chen Shouyi.

Chen Shouyi couldn't stand Han Laosi's smugness, and seeing that everyone was speaking up for him and it looked like they were about to start arguing, he quickly said:

"Thank you everyone, but since Old Han doesn't welcome me, then I won't sell it."

After saying that, Chen Shouyi picked up the snakeskin bag and left without even turning his head back.

Originally, he went to catch mountain clowns just for fun. Now, he and Wang Guizhi are farming and the yield is good, so their lives are starting to improve. In addition, Chen Wenfeng's chicken farm is becoming more and more profitable. He not only often buys all kinds of food and supplies for his family, but also gives him pocket money to buy cigarettes and alcohol.

Chen Shouyi was very satisfied with his current life. This kind of contentment with a modest life suited his easygoing personality perfectly, so he was too lazy to argue with irrelevant people like Han Laosi. He would rather spend his time eating roast chicken and drinking beer.

Speaking of roast chicken, Chen Wenfeng brought four to his house this time. He's been eating meat to his heart's content these past two days. Eating roast chicken feels like eating sweet potatoes. He's never had such a bountiful feast in his life.

That's why when Chen Shouyi was catching jackals, he specifically caught the big ones and didn't want the small ones. Since he wasn't going to sell them, he figured he might as well take them home and roast them.

After Chen Shouyi left, someone in the crowd said something:

"It's true what they say, the son won't accept the father's goods." The implication is that Han Laosi won't accept Chen Shouyi's goods, making Han Laosi the son and Chen Shouyi the father.

A burst of laughter erupted from the crowd.

Han Laosi's boomerang came back way too fast! He shouted loudly into the crowd:

"Who said that? Stand up if you dare!"

He shouted for a long time, but no one paid any attention to him; the crowd continued to laugh loudly.

Han Laosi suffered a loss in the street and was furious. He had worked hard to buy Dengdaoshan at a high price, but he was forced to accept a share of the profits. In the end, he had to suffer the humiliation of these people. What a waste of his time!

But in order to gain the upper hand over Chen Wenfeng in the acquisition of Dengdaoshan, he couldn't compete with the others anymore. He made Hou Laizi and Pang Xiao do the work, while he angrily went to the side to smoke with his hands behind his back.

Seeing that Han Laosi was acting like a hands-off manager, Hou Laizi gave Pang Xiao a wink, and the two of them stopped picking and choosing the Dengdaoshan they had acquired. Even if there were weeds and leaves mixed in, they would pretend not to know, let alone that there were carrying pole hooks and mantises mixed in.

Besides, when Hou Laizi was collecting the goods, he secretly squeezed the fallen trees hard, killing many of them. Fatty watched from the side, grinning and giggling.

Because Hou Laizi and Pang Xiao sped up, they quickly finished collecting all the debris from the site.

Han Laosi gave a shout and left without looking up, leaving Hou Laizi and Pang Xiao to tidy up.

"Hey, look at Han Laosi, doesn't he look like a rich landlord?" Fatty complained.

"He's not just like a landlord, he's a complete swindler," Hou Laizi retorted angrily, pursing his lips.

The two of them carefully piled the burlap sacks full of knives onto a large handcart and took turns pushing it. When they returned to the soy sauce factory, they found Han Laosi there, throwing a tantrum.

"Where is everyone? Where is the person who came this morning?!"

"I don't know, boss. He was right here when you left."

"A bunch of good-for-nothings, utterly useless," Han Laosi cursed viciously.

The workers who were being scolded muttered under their breath:

"You didn't let us watch over it, so now you're blaming us."

It turned out that after Chen Wenfeng's interference yesterday, Han Laosi didn't want to continue buying Dengdaoshan anymore. But this morning, someone came to the soy sauce factory gate to ask where he could buy a large quantity of Dengdaoshan. When Han Laosi saw that the person was driving a car and dressed well, he quickly invited him into the factory.

The man introduced himself as Xiao Zhang, saying he was commissioned by his boss to buy a batch of Dengdaoshan (a type of mountain climbing equipment).

Han Laosi then said that he was buying up Dengdaoshan and that they could cooperate. Xiao Zhang, who was young, spoke frankly and readily quoted Han Laosi his bottom price: three cents per pound, and he would take as much as he could. If the quality was acceptable, they could cooperate for a period of time.

Xiao Zhang also said that he heard from a friend that someone in Chenjiazhuang was buying up the produce in bulk, and he originally wanted to go to the village committee to inquire about it.

Of course, Han Laosi didn't want Chen Wenfeng to get away with this, so he switched to his smooth-talking mode and said:

"Mr. Zhang, I'm the one in charge of acquiring Dengdaoshan from Chenjiazhuang."

When Xiao Zhang saw that Han Laosi ran a soy sauce factory, he felt that this man was quite capable and should have the funds to do this, since acquiring goods also requires capital. So he quickly trusted Han Laosi.

But Xiao Zhang was eager to climb the mountain and said:

"Boss Han, since you're buying Dengdaoshan, my price should be the highest, because we plan to sell it elsewhere. Let me see the goods!"

Upon hearing this, Han Laosi thought to himself, "Where would I find the goods? I was supposed to collect them yesterday, but I didn't." He was usually a very calm person, but seeing the other party pressing him for details, he quickly changed his story:

"Mr. Zhang, I bought quite a lot yesterday, but since it's fresh from the mountains, some of it was bought by regular customers after we finished. If you want some, you can wait a while. I already arranged for someone to pick it up this morning, and the first batch will be available to you before noon."

After listening to Han Laosi's words, Xiao Zhang nodded and said:

"Boss Han, given the size of your factory, I trust what you say. I'll wait for you until noon. If the goods look good, I'll come back to collect more later."

"Then I'll arrange for you to sit here for a while. You can take a tour of the soy sauce factory. I'll go and follow up..."

When Han Laosi returned from receiving the goods, he couldn't find Xiao Zhang anywhere, and the black sedan parked at the factory gate had also vanished.

Actually, Xiao Zhang was sent by Manager Li, or more precisely, Chen Wenfeng asked Wu Jiajun to arrange it.

Han Laosi panicked. He cursed for a long time, then sat down to rest when he got tired. Suddenly, he seemed to understand something.

Could it be that Chen Wenfeng's doing again? That shouldn't be the case. He may have some tricks up his sleeve, but does he really have that much influence and know so many people?

That was a real car. It wasn't something an ordinary person could get their hands on. I doubt even Qiwang Town could produce one!

Just as Han Laosi was pondering this, Hou Laizi and Pang Xiao pushed the cart into the factory yard. Seeing the bags of treadmills, Han Laosi's anger surged again, and he said to Hou Laizi and Pang Xiao:

"Stop pushing it in! Push it back to where it came from!"

Hou Laizi's face immediately changed. Was this some kind of brainwashed idiot? Han Laosi, you big moron...