Reborn at 80: From Village Scoundrel to Billionaire

"Sanmao?"

Liu Bei glanced at Fan Ha'er but didn't respond, instead looking towards Chen Shunzi's shop next door.

"Um?"

Seeing Liu Bei looking towards Chen Shunzi, the young woman became anxious, her smile growing even more charming, her voice sickeningly sweet: "My dear boss, I've already raised the price by three mao! This price is absolutely the absolute maximum; you won't find another place like this in the entire fish market! Please have pity on me and let me make some more business, okay?"

As she pleaded, the young woman subtly puffed out her chest, making the fabric of her T-shirt stretch even tighter.

"Gurgle~"

Seeing the young woman's erection, Fan Ha'er swallowed several more mouthfuls of saliva.

"It's so big!"

"The child certainly won't go hungry!"

After swallowing a few times, Fan Ha'er was about to speak again when Liu Bei said, "Zhang Wuji's mother once said that the words of beautiful women are the least trustworthy."

"What?"

The young woman's smile froze, her face full of confusion: "Zhang Wuji? Which Zhang Wuji?"

"I don't want to fall into a ditch of beautiful women and never be able to climb out." With that, Liu Bei grabbed Fan Ha'er. "Stop looking! If you keep looking, your eyeballs will pop out. Let's go!"

"Hey? Brother Bei! Brother Bei!" Fan Ha'er was being dragged away by Liu Bei while trying to twist her neck to look back. "Sister...we haven't..."

"Sister my foot!"

Liu Bei tightened his grip and turned his head back to its normal position: "If you look again, I'll gouge your eyeballs out and use them as fish bubbles to stomp on."

Fan Ha'er: "..."

etc.

It shrank its neck and finally quieted down.

Suddenly, only the young woman from the fish market remained standing there, her smile vanishing instantly, replaced by anger.

Sanmao!

She's already published Sanmao!

These two country bumpkins actually rejected her!

How is that possible?

And who is this Zhang Wuji?

Who is his mother?

Why do you say my words are untrustworthy?

I think that old man is just jealous because nobody wants him!

Pooh!

I was wondering why that country bumpkin always ruins my plans.

After all that fuss, it turns out it was Zhang Wuji's mother who was behind it all.

You old bastard, you better not let me run into you, or I'll tear your stinking mouth apart!

Humph! !! !!

……

On the other side, Chen Shunzi had already seen the situation.

He originally thought the fish was probably doomed today.

Unexpectedly, Liu Bei refused!

He was walking towards his shop, so he quickly went to greet him, his smile brighter than the sun: "Brother Liu, Brother Fan, you've arrived!"

Liu Bei put down the wooden bucket and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Boss Chen, enough nonsense, hurry up and check the fish, weigh them, and calculate the money."

"Great! Since you're so agreeable, Brother Liu, I can add one cent to the purchase price this time!"

"Hmm?" Liu Bei's eyes lit up.

"Um!"

Chen Shunzi nodded and called to his employee, "What are you all standing there for? Bring the scales!"

Soon, the weighing and accounting were completed smoothly.

Three large buckets of fish sold for a total of 630 yuan.

"Thank you, Mr. Chen. It's nothing, we'll head back now."

"Come again next time you have stock!"

"Definitely! Definitely!"

After saying that, Liu Bei and Fan Ha'er left with the empty bucket.

As I passed by the young woman's shop, she stood with her hands on her hips, glaring at me. I gave a cold snort and turned away.

"It's so beautiful!"

Fan Ha'er glanced at it again secretly.

"Still looking? Do you really want your eyeballs to fall into a ditch?"

Liu Bei bumped Fan Ha'er with an empty bucket.

"hehe……"

Fan Ha'er scratched his head awkwardly.

A few minutes later, at the entrance of the Xinhua Bookstore in town.

Liu Bei took out the money.

The thirteen red dogs sold for a total of 153 yuan. Zhang Weixing and accountant Xiaofang gave 15 yuan, leaving 138 yuan.

I spent 1 dollar to rent the horse-drawn carriage, leaving me with 137 dollars.

According to the rules, Liu Bei killed ten red dogs, and Fan Ha'er killed three. Liu Bei should receive 105.5 yuan, and Fan Ha'er should receive 31.5 yuan.

The fish just sold for 630 yuan. According to the rules, they split it 50/50, so each person gets 315 yuan. In total, Liu Bei should get 420.5 yuan, and Fan Ha'er should get 346.5 yuan.

Adding the money he had saved from hunting, selling fish, grasshoppers, and crayfish, Liu Bei estimated that he should have easily earned more than three thousand yuan!

Next, it's time to speed up the process of building new houses.

Thinking of this, Liu Bei was very happy.

Then, he counted out 350 yuan and handed it to Fan Ha'er, saying, "Here you go. When you get home, give it to your parents. Let them save it for you so you can get married in the future!"

"Getting a wife?" Upon hearing these three words, Fan Ha'er's eyes suddenly lit up, his spirits returned, and he happily accepted the money.

Seeing that Fan Ha'er was in much better spirits, Liu Bei felt relieved and instructed, "You stay here and watch the horse and the bucket. I'm going to the Xinhua Bookstore to buy some things."

"Mm." Fan Ha'er nodded.

In the bookstore, Liu Bei quickly picked out several brightly colored children's comic books, including "Sun Wukong's Havoc in Heaven," "Railway Guerrillas," and "Little Soldier Zhang Ga."

After he came out, he went to the supply and marketing cooperative and bought a pound of White Rabbit milk candy.

A moment later, Liu Bei returned to the carriage. Fan Ha'er looked curiously at the things in his hands: "Brother Bei, what are you buying these for? For your wives?"

"Give this to my child. Let's go home!"

……

Fanjiacun Village, under the big locust tree at the village entrance.

At this moment, a group of villagers gathered together to cool off and chat.

Fan Shuanzhu and Old Man Tan were both there.

"Look, isn't that Liu Bei and Ha'er?!" Suddenly, someone with sharp eyes spotted the carriage and shouted.

Upon hearing this, Fan Shuanzhu immediately stood up.

Fan Ha'er jumped out of the car, and before his father could speak, he pulled out a wad of cash from his pocket and handed it to him: "Dad! Here you go! 350 yuan!"

"How...how much?" Fan Shuanzhu's hands trembled as he took the money and counted it. His old face immediately lit up with excitement. "Is it really 350?"

"What? 350 yuan? That much?"

"Ha'er only ran around with Liu Bei for a day and earned 350?"

"Goodness gracious, we don't even see this much cash in our house all year round!"

"Fools are always lucky, huh! Following Bei Zi really makes you rich!"

The villagers who gathered around almost popped their eyes out.

For a moment, envy, jealousy, and amazement all fell on Fan Ha'er and Liu Bei.

Fan Ha'er felt embarrassed by the stares and grinned foolishly.

Fan Shuanzhu stood tall and straight, feeling more triumphant than he had ever been in his life.

He patted Liu Bei's shoulder hard: "Beizi, that's a good friend! Uncle... Uncle thanks you!"

"Uncle Shuanzhu, Ha'er also contributed his own efforts," Liu Bei said with a smile.

"But you were the one who took care of him!" Fan Shuanzhu exclaimed, pulling the still somewhat bewildered Fan Ha'er along. "Come on, let's go home! Your mother will be overjoyed!"

Old Tan remained silent, but his eyes were fixed on Liu Bei.

After the Fan family father and son had walked away, he approached them with a fawning smile: "Beizi..."

"Uncle Tan".

"Um... so, are you going hunting in the mountains again tomorrow?"

Liu Bei glanced at the sky: "Tomorrow then."

"Really going?" Old Tan's eyes lit up.

"Um."

"Alright! Alright!" Old Tan rubbed his hands together. "I'll be waiting for you at the village entrance first thing tomorrow morning!"

This scene naturally did not escape the eyes of the other villagers.

"Is Beizi going hunting again tomorrow?"

"They made a fortune with Ha'er; they must really have some connections!"

"Beizi! Can you take me with you? I'll definitely do whatever you ask!"

"That's right, Beizi! I also want to earn some money, buy some cloth, and make a new jacket for the child!"

In an instant, seven or eight villagers surrounded him, chattering away, their eyes filled with longing for a better life.

Liu Bei's gaze swept over the simple yet expectant faces.

He raised his hand:

"If you want to go, you can. But the mountains aren't home; there are risks. Once you're there, you have to follow my instructions. Do what I tell you to do, and don't touch what I forbid. Anyone who thinks they can do it themselves and tries to show off or cheat should stay away. I'm telling you this: if you're willing to listen to me, see you at the village entrance tomorrow. If not, just pretend this never happened."

"We'll listen to you! We'll all listen to you!"

"Whatever you say, Beizi, we'll do!"

"I'll definitely listen!"

Liu Bei nodded: "Then it's settled."

He said no more and led the carriage away from the crowd.

……

After returning the carriage to Fan Laoqi, who was in charge, paying the rent, and thanking him, Liu Bei ran home as fast as he could.

A few minutes later, he finally got back to his doorstep.

He smiled and stepped inside.

"Bang!"

Just then, a figure suddenly ran out of the courtyard and bumped into his arms.

It feels... soft and squishy...