Rebirth 1983: The counterattack started from hunting in the mountains

Zhang Yaoyang always wanted to help another self in this world, but he couldn't give it directly.

They are all from the same bloodline, so he naturally knows the character of each family member. They do not accept food given out of pity, nor do they pick up unexpected wealth.

Therefore, he had to find a way to give away the money.

There is no need to give too much, just enough to alleviate their recent financial difficulties. Otherwise, this family will soon break up even without Zhao Xiaocui's pressure.

After looking at their stall for a long time, his eyes suddenly lit up.

He saw his elder brother Zhang Yongqiang take out a jar of pickles.

These are pickles made at home, and they taste pretty good. After all, their mother Liu Huifang is very talented in cooking.

He hadn't eaten such delicious food for a long, long time and missed the taste of home very much.

So, he rushed forward in an exaggerated manner, picked up the pickle jar, and said to the two brothers in a somewhat stiff Hong Kong-Shenzhen dialect, word by word, as if he had come across a treasure: "Excuse me, this jar in your family is quite old. It must have been passed down from your ancestors."

Seeing that he was very interested, the two of them said happily: "Yes, yes, yes, it is passed down from our ancestors and is used to decorate pickled cabbage lumps."

"Comrade, do you want to buy some pickles? The more you buy, the cheaper it will be. Just one dollar will be fine."

The two brothers offered a very low price and did not dare to ask for a high price.

By the way, most of the pickles in the market in Qingyang Town are also priced at this level, and it is a very normal business.

Zhang Yaoyang started to yell, "Oh my God! Such a valuable antique is extremely rare in the world. You actually used it to pack pickles. It's really a waste of resources."

Zhang Yongqiang said with a throbbing heart, "Comrade, you are not seeing things, are you? This is just an ordinary little pottery jar from a farmer's house, not an antique."

"No, no, no, I'm not mistaken. Look at the glaze color and the sound..." He knocked on the wall of the pot, trying to dig out the value of the pottery from this place: "Listen, how crisp and pleasant it is."

"I have sold many antiques, but none of them can compare to this one."

"If you are willing, you can buy this jar with the pickles for eight thousand, no, I will give you ten thousand, what do you think?"

His eyes were full of surprise at seeing the treasure, but when the two Zhang brothers heard so much money, they were only surprised for a few seconds and quickly calmed down.

They didn't want to cheat him, so they tried to persuade him: "Comrade, you'd better take off your glasses. Don't be fooled. This is really an ordinary thing. If you want to buy it with the jar, just give us one dollar and fifty cents."

Zhang Yaoyang didn't say anything when he heard this. The people who were listening to their business were almost dying of anxiety.

"Are you two stupid? This guy is willing to pay 10,000 yuan to buy your stuff. Why are you still standing there? Sell it!"

"Such a good opportunity, you will regret it if you miss it. In the blink of an eye, you will be a millionaire. I am so envious."

"This is such a blessing from heaven. I never thought it would fall on you two. Tsk tsk tsk tsk..."

……

There were also quite a few clever people present who ran over carrying their own pottery jars.

"Comrade, I also have a pottery jar here, which was passed down from my ancestors. Take a look at it and see how much it is worth. Just name a price and I'll sell it to you!"

"I have it here too..."

"Look at mine..."

……

Zhang Yaoyang was overwhelmed by these people and said to them, "Come one by one, wait until I buy this jar first before I talk about it."

He was too lazy to argue with the two brothers, so he eagerly threw down 10,000 yuan in cash and said, "No regrets in buying it, take the money quickly, this jar will be mine from now on!"

While the two Zhang brothers were busy collecting the money, Zhang Yaoyang had already squeezed out of the noisy crowd and left the place on his motorcycle.

His wish of giving money has been fulfilled. He gained a lot from this trip and can finally start his own tourism business.

This time, he planned to take some of the local specialty mountain products, mainly animal skins, to other cities to sell.

He went to places in the surrounding area and bought furs at low prices. He filled a carriage with furs. When he could no longer put them in, he covered them with a tarpaulin and set out on a new journey.

Nowadays, artificial leather has not yet appeared in many cities, so animal skin is really considered a luxury product, and only rich people can afford good leather.

In order to keep warm, ordinary people would at most wear a dog-skin coat.

This time, Zhang Yaoyang went to Vancouver, a place with a large number of leather shoes and leather manufacturing factories. The demand for leather is huge. The furs in his carriage can support a factory.

While he was traveling around in the open air, the two Zhang brothers returned home with 10,000 yuan like thieves.

Only after the door closed did I dare to breathe a sigh of relief.

As someone who had only ever seen ten bucks on a daily basis, it was quite thrilling to get such a large sum of cash all at once.

Soon, the whole family gathered around and looked at the two people with flushed faces and asked, "What happened to you? Did a dog chase you?"

"I asked you to go to the market. Have you sold all your goods? Where are your backpacks? Why didn't you bring them back?"

When asked by his mother Liu Huifang, Zhang Yaoyang said excitedly, "Mom, I forgot. I left the things and the backpack at the market."

Liu Huifang looked at his happy expression and couldn't help but frown.

"You two... didn't bring back a penny. Not only did you throw away your things, but you also laughed. Do you want to piss me off to death?"

Seeing that Zhang Yaoyang didn't know how to start, Zhang Yongqiang didn't bother to explain. He just unbuttoned his clothes, revealing a thick stack of coins tied with a belt.

"Hiss...are you two going to rob someone? How do you have so much money?"

His father Zhang Yongshou was the first to lose his composure: "If you dare to do anything illegal, I will definitely not forgive you."

As he said that, he was going to find the guy and teach them a lesson: "Tell me the truth, how did you get the money?"

Zhang Yongqiang said hurriedly: "Dad, why are you so anxious? Let me tell you slowly. This is what happened..."

Zhang Yongqiang recounted what happened at the market, and then said, "That's how the money came from. It was already agreed upon at the time. I have no regrets about buying it."

"There were so many people at the market, and we were afraid we'd get robbed along the way. We were so worried that we didn't have time to worry about the little things."

With this ten thousand yuan, the pickles at the market are only worth a few dollars, so let them be taken away by anyone. Anyway, their family has already picked up the pickles.

The original owner Zhang Yaoyang also smiled and said, "Dad, Mom, our family deserves to be rich. It would be great if we spend the money that person gave us openly."