1990, Reborn as a Beachcomber, From Rascal to Brilliant Guy

After finishing our meal, it was already past one o'clock in the afternoon.

As soon as they put down their chopsticks, Lin Shuixian took Lin Mingtao to the kitchen to get a cleaver and cut open the frozen watermelon that was in a styrofoam box. She confidently declared that the watermelon wouldn't taste good once the ice melted.

And so, each of them ate a piece of watermelon, filling their bellies until they were round and full. They all leaned back in their chairs, feeling drowsy.

Taking this opportunity, Lin Shuisheng returned to his room, intending to explain the matter of Meilezhu and the mute girl to Ye Wanqing.

To everyone's surprise, Ye Wanqing had already fallen asleep with the child.

So he could only quietly open the wardrobe, take out the egg-shaped Melo beads and put them close to his body, then go out and tell Chen Xiurong that he would help deliver them to his mother-in-law Yu Shulan later.

Immediately afterward, before Chen Xiurong could ask him where he was going, he hurriedly left home and went to Dongshan Aotou, where he rowed his own small sampan towards the county town.

Upon arriving at Qianjiang Wharf in the county town, he spent another 2 yuan to transfer to a small passenger boat to Shancheng Port.

This route was only opened in 89, less than two years ago.

In the past, if people on the island wanted to go to the city, they could only try to hitch a ride on a motorboat owned by a wealthy boat owner or the village collective, which was far less convenient than it is now.

Some people have lived their entire lives without ever leaving the island.

Just like his grandmother.

Once he buys a motorboat, he'll definitely take the old lady to the city for a stroll.

In addition, if conditions permit, he wants to buy a house in the city in a few years so that his two sons can study in the city and not have to listen to gossip in the village.

I just wonder how much a house costs per square meter in the city right now?

Moreover, he remembers that at that time, the quota for changing from rural to urban residents was still very strict, and even if you bought a house, you could not register your household there.

If all else fails, then we'll have to consider enrolling in a school temporarily.

In short, all of this requires money, lots and lots of money.

Fortunately, he had already come up with a few ways to make money in the past two days, and he could start making preparations once he sold Melaleuca.

Thinking about this, he started to ponder how to persuade... no, how to raise the price after finding a buyer.

After all, these days, there's not much of a concept of the collectible value of Melo beads in mainland China; they mainly have a certain collectible market in Hong Kong and Taiwan.

To sell at a desirable price, besides finding the right buyer, the most important thing is the skill of raising the price.

As I pondered this, around 4 p.m., the small passenger ship successfully arrived at Shancheng Port.

He mingled with the crowd, jumped onto the pier, glanced at the rows of old arcade houses behind the pier, and a hint of nostalgia flashed in his eyes.

In my memory, these houses were gradually demolished and rebuilt after the millennium, and high-rise buildings sprang up one after another, completely losing the flavor of the old port fishing village.

Soon, he walked into a street by the dock and hurried along, relying on his memories from his previous life. He finally arrived at the secondhand market at No. 67 Minzu Road before 5 o'clock.

In the late 70s and early 80s, this place was bustling with activity and was the most famous flea market for overseas Chinese goods in Shantou.

Although it is now declining, there are still many people reselling in-demand items such as second-hand clothes, old watches, and old appliances sent back by relatives of overseas Chinese.

More importantly, this place is home to many underground traders and brokers dealing in goods from overseas Chinese.

In his past life, that scumbag Wang Jin found an underground dealer here and connected with an old jeweler in Ximending, Taiwan, which allowed him to successfully sell the jewelry for a high price.

Of course, Lin Shuisheng didn't know any underground traders, nor did he intend to go down that path.

Because he has a more suitable candidate.

He glanced at the mall entrance, went around to the back of the building, found a small shop with a sign that read "Lin's Watches," and walked inside.

"Young man, what brings you here?"

Behind the counter, a middle-aged man with glasses, a thin build, and an ordinary appearance glanced up.

"Uncle Qiming, I have a business deal with you to discuss."

Lin Shuisheng stepped forward, placed one hand on the counter, and stared straight at the other person.

Don't be fooled by the fact that the other party may seem ordinary. In fact, they come from a family of jewelry makers in Guangdong. Their ancestors not only worked as buyers for foreign companies, but were also responsible for supplying South Sea pearls to the royal family.

Later, due to war, the family moved here, and some family members fled to Hong Kong and Southeast Asia. Using the connections accumulated by their ancestors, they joined the international jewelry industry network and gradually became well-known antique jewelry dealers in the industry.

If he remembers correctly, the other party will soon move to Hong Kong with their entire family through the means of seeking refuge with their immediate family.

When they returned after the millennium, they were already prominent Hong Kong business representatives within their clan.

"Who introduced you?"

Lin Qiming stared at Lin Shuisheng for a while, his brows furrowing slightly.

Logically speaking, someone who could call him by name immediately and use the code word "overseas business" should be someone he knows well.

But even after searching through his memories, he couldn't recognize the young man in front of him as the child of any acquaintance.

That's a bit strange!

Little did he know that Lin Shuisheng was able to get to know him because he had attended the Lin Clan Association Meeting in Shancheng in his previous life.

At that time, Lin Shuisheng could only watch him from afar as he sat on the stage and spoke as a representative of outstanding clan council members; he didn't even have the right to step forward and say a word.

Now he can speak face-to-face.

"Uncle Qiming, my name is Lin Shuisheng. I live in Liurong Village, Qinglan Bay, Canglan Island. I have an uncle in Hong Kong. He is the one who introduced me to you."

"What's your great-uncle's name?"

Lin Qiming's eyes narrowed; he did not easily believe Lin Shuisheng's words.

"Lin Desheng, my great-uncle's name is Lin Desheng!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Shuisheng directly stated the name.

After all, they did have an uncle who went to Hong Kong in his early years, but they had never been able to contact him, and they didn't know if he was still alive.

"Lin Desheng?"

Lin Qiming tapped the counter with his finger, repeated the name several times, and his brows furrowed little by little.

He had no recollection of the name, so it was clearly not one of their most important guests.

But this young man in front of me spoke so convincingly, and we both shared the surname Lin.

The only possibility is that Lin Desheng, through some clan member, learned about their family's business and knew that he was here, so he introduced him over.

Ultimately, considering they were all on the same side, he decided to give Lin Shuisheng a chance.

"What kind of business do you want to discuss?"

"Dragon Ball!"

"What? What did you say?"

"I'm saying, I have a Dragon Ball, and I'd like you to take a look at it!"

Upon hearing Lin Shuisheng's words, Lin Qiming's expression immediately turned cold, and a disdainful smile curled at the corner of his lips.

"Young man, I don't have time to play around with you. Do you even know what Dragon Balls are?"