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

"Bang!"

"Aren't you guys just being ridiculous?"

When Lin Dechang saw the betting agreement handed to him by Lin Wenbin, he immediately slammed his fist on the table.

"Hey, Uncle Jiu, we didn't force Ah Shui. He asked to make the bet with us on his own initiative."

Lin Wenbin stood in front of Lin Dechang without the slightest panic.

Upon hearing his words, the others chimed in in agreement.

"Yes, yes! Uncle Jiu, this was all Ah Shui's own idea to make a bet with us, it has nothing to do with us."

"Uncle Jiu, if you don't believe me, you can ask him yourself!"

"I just don't know if he might change his mind at the last minute?"

"That can't be, right? There are so many of us. Would he dare?"

"..."

As the crowd talked, they began to try to shut Lin Shuisheng up, fearing that he would break the bet in front of Uncle Jiu.

You know, that's 100,000 yuan. Even if it's divided among a dozen or so of them, each person can get at least a few thousand yuan, which is enough for them to work hard at sea for a whole year.

Nobody wants to let this windfall slip through their fingers at the last minute.

Even Lin Shuisheng's cousin, Lin Jinlong, had been avoiding Lin Shuisheng ever since he signed that bet, to prevent him from using their cousin relationship as a pretext.

"Ah Shui, tell me yourself, what exactly is this bet about?"

Lin Dechang raised his hand, signaling everyone to be quiet, then turned to look at Lin Shuisheng standing to the side, his gaze carrying a hint of scrutiny.

In the past few days, the story of this young man has been widely circulated, and even this old man who rarely goes out has heard many versions of it.

Some say Lin Shuisheng got incredibly lucky, some say he was blessed by his ancestors, some say he was favored by Mazu (the goddess of the sea), and others say he suddenly became intelligent...

In short, Lin Shuisheng's name is now quite well-known.

He had originally wanted to find an opportunity to see for himself what kind of situation his grand-nephew Lin Shuisheng was, but he never expected that it would come to his doorstep.

To take out 100,000 yuan just for a bet, that's quite a large sum of money.

What alarmed him even more was the stakes Lin Shuisheng placed after winning the bet.

Don't be fooled by the fact that there are only a dozen or so people here who made bets with Lin Shuisheng; they represent less than 20% of the total population of their main branch.

But these people are basically all the breadwinners of their families.

In other words, as long as Lin Shuisheng can subdue these people, he can command more than two-thirds of their household population.

At that time, not only Lin Yaodong, the head of the main branch, but even the clan leader himself, would probably not be able to ignore Lin Shuisheng's existence.

What courage! What a brilliant plan!

"Uncle Jiu!"

Meeting Lin Dechang's gaze, Lin Shuisheng bowed slightly and greeted him, then straightened up and calmly recounted the events.

"That's roughly how it is. Since they all think I'm trying to harm them, and I don't want to ruin the harmony between my uncles and cousins, I'll take out 100,000 yuan to bet with them, as a way of giving them an explanation."

Upon hearing this last sentence, Lin Dechang frowned sharply and turned to look at Lin Wenbin and the others.

"Are you sure you want to take this bet with Ah Shui?"

"Sure!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Wenbin and the others nodded hurriedly.

"OK!"

Lin Dechang took a deep breath, immediately picked up a pen, and carefully wrote his name on the three copies of the betting agreement.

"Uncle Jiu, don't forget to leave your fingerprint!"

Lin Shuisheng strode forward and respectfully handed over the inkpad.

"Oh!"

Lin Dechang glanced at the inkpad, then at Lin Shuisheng, and couldn't help but raise his hand and point at Lin Shuisheng, chuckling and scolding him with a hint of annoyance:

"Why are you in such a hurry, kid? I'm not too old to move yet!"

"Hehe! I'm just trying to show off a bit because so many people are usually so respectful to you!"

Lin Shuisheng chuckled and looked at Lin Dechang with a completely calm expression.

On the surface, Lin Dechang seemed to be saying that he was in a hurry to hand over the inkpad, but in reality, he could tell that Lin Dechang was saying that he was in a hurry to take over as the clan leader!

"Good, one must have this spirit of daring to be the first."

Lin Dechang's eyes lit up, and a hint of admiration flashed in his gaze as he looked at Lin Shuisheng. Then, he dipped his finger in some ink and pressed it firmly onto the betting agreement.

"Alright, now you can all rest assured!"

Lin Shuisheng handed a betting agreement to Lin Wenbin, a faint smile playing on his lips.

"Hmph! Just wait and see how much money you give us!"

Seeing the smile on Lin Shuisheng's face, Lin Wenbin snorted coldly, snatched the betting agreement, and waved to the crowd.

"Let's go!"

Soon, everyone left with Lin Wenbin.

"Ah Shui, don't blame me, I had no choice."

Lin Jinlong was the last to leave. He glanced at Lin Shuisheng somewhat awkwardly, said a few words, and hurriedly left.

Watching his departing figure, Lin Shuisheng's smile slowly faded, and his eyes became somewhat deep.

In his past life, Lin Jinlong escaped a calamity, which made his uncles and cousins ​​resentful. He had no choice but to maintain good relations with them. Unexpectedly, in this life, he finds himself standing with those same people first.

"Honestly, they're supposed to be cousins! All they care about is money. What kind of people are they?"

Lin Chaosheng stood to the side, glaring at Lin Jinlong with some resentment.

"Alright, he has his choices, and we have ours. It's getting late, let's hurry and find Uncle Gui!"

Lin Shuisheng waved his hand, whispered a word of advice, then turned around to say goodbye to Lin Dechang before taking Lin Chaosheng to Lin Yaogui's house.

"Ah Shui? Ah Chao? What brings you two brothers here?"

"Uncle Gui, are you free today? We'd like to ask you to help us repair the house."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yaogui, the most senior bricklayer in Qinglan Bay, was suddenly stunned.

"Wait, Ah Shui, isn't your mother-in-law in her postpartum period? Why does she suddenly want to renovate the house?"

"Well, here's the thing..."

Lin Shuisheng made no attempt to hide anything and directly told everyone that a typhoon was expected to hit in a few days.

After saying that, before Lin Yaogui could say anything, he took the initiative to offer a suggestion.

"I know you're worried about breaking taboos during postpartum confinement. You don't need to go inside later; just provide the materials and guide us on how to do things. I'll still pay you, how about that?"

"Okay, we'll do it your way."

When Lin Yaogui heard that he would be paid without having to work, he swallowed back the words he was about to say and nodded hurriedly.

Soon, he took Lin Chaosheng and Lin Shuisheng from the shed next to the front courtyard, carrying out several bags of cement, some tiles and other materials, as well as tools such as shovels, plastering knives, and plastic buckets. Then, he used a wheelbarrow to pull the things and followed Lin Chaosheng and Lin Shuisheng home.