I, Yan Jiefang, will live to 2025 in this courtyard house.

As soon as I got home, I was greeted by my wife, Liu Ruyan, with a wronged look on her face at the fruit shop.

Even a shameless cultivator like Yan Jiefang felt a little embarrassed.

Brothers, what should we do in this situation?

Yan Jiefang nodded to Zhao Tingting and Liu Jingjing, who were secretly watching the scene from the side, and gave an order:

"You guys keep a close eye on the shop. I'll take your boss inside to discuss a project worth several hundred million."

After saying that, he waved his hand and led Liu Ruyan, who was secretly looking forward to it, through the back door of the fruit shop into the courtyard.

Standing there, Liu Jingjing asked Zhao Tingting with some confusion:

"Sister Tingting, what kind of project is this, worth hundreds of millions? Is Uncle Yan's family already that rich? That can't be right!"

Zhao Tingting is already thirty years old this year, married long ago, and has children who are already a few years old.

Although I don't know what a project worth hundreds of millions means, I have a feeling it's not a good thing and is probably related to that matter.

But naturally, she wouldn't say it in public; instead, she shook her head.

"I don't know what it means either."

The two sisters did not discuss the matter further and continued with their work.

However, at some point, rumors began to circulate in the alley that Yan Jiefang had amassed hundreds of millions in assets.

Although most people don't believe it, it's still spread in a very convincing way, as if it were true.

Yan Jiefang had heard about this, but he didn't take it to heart at all.

Because his company is now earning two to three hundred million every year.

This incident had virtually no impact on him, after all, his family was not an ordinary family.

Meanwhile, a trend gradually emerged in Beijing of people going to the Sino-Soviet border to resell goods and make money.

The number of people wasn't that many before, but now, for some reason, it's suddenly become more and more enthusiastic.

Many people started becoming middlemen.

In this process, many people have earned money they never dared to dream of before.

Of course, many people also rest forever in the land of the Northeast or the Far East.

Despite the high risks, the number of people doing this is still increasing.

Many people are not afraid of death; they are more afraid of poverty than death.

As a street urchin who was not young, Bang Geng had also heard about this.

He tried every means to get more than two thousand yuan from Qin Huairu and her two younger sisters, and partnered with a few buddies he often hung out with to start his own business as a middleman.

Banggeng and his team sourced their goods from Baigou because the goods there were relatively cheaper.

There's no other way; those middlemen who are short on cash have to avoid making unnecessary trips to save on costs.

They didn't just blindly follow orders. As street hustlers, they were well-informed and knew which goods were more profitable.

This time, the four of them had a total of over 4000, close to 5,000 yuan.

He used 3400 yuan of it to buy 40 ordinary men's synthetic leather jackets.

These warm clothes are the most valuable and easiest to sell in the north, more so than most other goods.

Having finally squeezed into a hard sleeper compartment on the K3 train, Banggeng's little brother, Chengtuo, was still grumbling and cursing:

"Seriously! These train tickets are way too expensive! It costs 500 yuan for four tickets!"

That's a whole 500 yuan!

That's enough for the few of us to cover our daily expenses for several months!

If we don't make any money this time, we'll be bankrupt!

Banggeng, the oldest among them, neatly arranged all the snakeskin bags filled with jackets in the empty space on the upper bunk.

They wouldn't let them out of their sight.

This time, he practically emptied his family's savings.

If I lose money, I'll probably starve when I get home.

Xiao Dao, sitting on the lower bunk opposite, took out a dagger and carefully wiped it with a soft cloth.

He polished the blade of the dagger until it shone brighter than the snow outside.

The bamboo pole sitting next to the weight tugged at the assistant beside him:

"Keep your voice down, can't you see Xiaodao is wiping the blade again?"

The weight immediately glanced at the other side, and sure enough, the oil-soaked soft cloth was wiping back and forth along the edge of the blade.

He knew that Xiao Dao was already a little unhappy, so he immediately shut up.

When Banggeng heard that there was no sound below, his tension eased a little.

He lay on his back in his berth, looking at the roof of the train.

He kept thinking to himself that his wife had run off with someone else, and he wondered if she would regret it once he made some money.

Then he thought, once I've made some money, I'll find an even prettier wife, as pretty as Yan Jiefang's wife!

He's tall and has a great figure!

Then he thought, I must be careful this time, I can't be fooled by those middlemen.

If anyone dares to cheat, the four brothers are not to be trifled with.

...

A week later, the four members of Banggeng returned to 49 City, travel-worn and exhausted.

They were lucky this time; through bartering, they actually received a batch of Soviet military watches.

This item is in high demand in the country.

After haggling with several vendors on Yabao Road, I finally sold it for 7100 yuan.

After deducting all expenses and costs, the four of them made a net profit of 2300 this time!

Because Banggeng invested the most capital, he took the lion's share, a net profit of 1300 yuan.

The remaining thousand yuan of net profit was distributed among the other three people according to their respective proportions.

This reselling business brought success to all four of them, and they all started thinking about how to increase their capital.

I want to earn even more next time.

When Jia Qinhuairu and Jia Zhangshi saw that Banggeng had earned so much money in just a few days, they were extremely excited, feeling that their Jia family was about to rise to prominence in Banggeng's generation!

Both of them started looking for ways to get more money to invest in it.

Madam Jia was also generous; she took out all her treasured gold rings and sold them for money!

...

For the next period of time, life was peaceful, and Yan Jiefang's family basically returned to its previous state.

After a two-month slowdown in their progress, the three children have once again entered a period of rapid advancement.

The Shanghai Stock Exchange opened on December 19, 1990.

Yan Jiefang glanced at the information in the newspaper but remained unmoved.

At this point, if he excitedly flew to Shanghai with his money, hoping to sweep through the stock market, there would only be one outcome: although the stock market would hit its daily limit every day, he would be able to buy almost nothing.

Because at this time, there are almost no circulating chips each day.

As soon as this item appears, it will be bought by someone who has already registered to pay.

For example, on the first day of the Shanghai Stock Exchange's opening, only 17 transactions were completed across the entire market, with a total turnover of 49 yuan.

Moreover, the stock market was very small at that time.

...

February 15, 1991, Friday, the Lunar New Year of 1991 has arrived.

Putting everything else aside, Yan Jiefang has once again gained another super critical hit chance.

If it weren't for the fact that critical hits couldn't be used directly on himself, he would have really used one on himself to boost his talent ten thousand times!

Judging from the speed of Qi cultivation this year, he has realized that it will take half a year of hard work to improve his proficiency by only a little.

To reach the ninth level of Qi Refining, one would have to wait until 1995!

By then, he will already be a 50-year-old man!

Another thing is that, to this day, he still hasn't mastered the "War God's Manual".

Is Yan Jiefang's comprehension really that bad?

I don't believe it! Absolutely not!

He wondered if there were any pills that could enhance brainpower.