Siheyuan: The strongest point adding system is bound at the beginning

It seems that I was right to ask Xiao'e's mother to fire the servant. How could that movie projectionist named Xu Damao be compared with my current son-in-law?

He is just a little ugly, but he is acceptable. As for men, what's the point of looking at their appearance? They are not like those rich women who choose young men. They must have real skills. With my son-in-law's cooking skills, if I were not allowed to do business now, I would open a restaurant for him, which would be on the same level as the eight big restaurants before liberation.

Hey, it's all caused by those black-hearted businessmen, mmp, they dared to send substandard medical supplies to the front line. If the higher-ups don't investigate you, the people won't tolerate you.

I survived the Japanese occupation of Beijing, and I was alive and well when Baldy was there. After the founding of the People's Republic of China, my family also preserved most of its vitality. All this was due to my ability to judge the situation. If you do business in the mainland, if you don't have a background, you are just a fish on the chopping board. Don't you see Shen Yishi of the Ming Dynasty? The lesson of history is still vivid in my mind.

The only thing that humans have learned from history books is that they have not learned any lessons. But it is simple for smart people to learn from history and illuminate their own future. We are not afraid of you learning, but we are afraid of you not learning.

At this moment, Lou Bancheng was enjoying the delicacies on the table. There were simply six dishes and one soup. With four adults in his family and the grandson in Lou Xiaoe's arms, there were more dishes than people.

Just like the meals in "Home with Kids", even if it's 59 or years later, there aren't many families in China that can surpass this family on their dining tables. Not to mention that it's the end of , more than half a century later.

The problem is not that there is little spending but that there is inequality in distribution. This era is already poor enough, so who else should we target if not you capitalists?

Lou Bancheng, an old and shrewd man, has also sensed some of the wind in recent years. The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop. After living for most of his life, he vaguely feels that there will soon be no place for capitalists like them on this continent.

But it is hard to leave one's hometown. I was born and raised in this city. Even if I die, I don't want to be buried in a foreign country. Now he is racing against the times, to see whether the next era will come first or he will die first.

As for what will happen to Lou Xiaoe and her daughter after his death, humph, after I die, who cares if there is a flood. The capitalists who have survived the war years have some conscience, but not much. Anyway, all his sons have been arranged.

Lou Bancheng wanted to tell his son-in-law some of his inner thoughts, but seeing the naive looks of Lou Xiao'e and her daughter, he decided to find time to talk to his son-in-law alone!

My son-in-law looks honest and simple, and he was nicknamed "Shazhu" when I did a background check. But he is a man who knows everything. If anyone thinks he is a fool, then he is the real fool.

Even Sha Zhu, who had not awakened his memories of the afterlife, fell into the hands of Widow Qin in the courtyard. The three uncles, except for the old bastard Yi Zhonghai, who took advantage of the old man He Daqing, none of them got any benefit from He Yuzhu. Not to mention He Yuzhu who now has memories of the afterlife.

In this way, He Yuzhu, father-in-law and son-in-law, and their family enjoyed their mediocre six dishes and one soup in this restaurant which was larger than where Jia Dongxu's family lived.

At this moment in the courtyard, Liu Ping'an had comfortably finished eating a fish with two dishes that he had cooked. All that was left in the bowl was some spice residue. After burping comfortably, he lay down and went to sleep.

In this era without short videos and novels, it is really boring when there is nothing to do, especially in the current environment of restrictions on going out. People in this era are so likely to have so many children because they are really bored, and the only interesting thing left is to make a baby.

Lying on the bed, Liu Pingan reviewed his experiences during this period. He planned to select some key points and write them down in his diary to prove that he had been in this world. These would be the evidence, and he could take them out and recall them when he had nothing to do. What? Write a diary? Who would write a diary?

But is Liu Ping'an, a time traveler, a serious person? He is definitely not a serious person since he wrote a diary.

However, after Liu Ping'an finished writing in these diaries, he immediately made them disappear from the world and stored them in the deepest part of his own royal treasury.

As long as you don’t let others see it, it means you didn’t write it.

By the way, I also plan my future career. It is impossible for me to work, unless I work for the country, like the job I have now. I can work until the steel mill goes bankrupt, otherwise I will be just a slave.

As for going to Hong Kong, Liu Ping'an had this idea, but he gave it up in the end. Before the return in 97, it was a paradise for rich people. Those who went there from the mainland were either involved in gangs or squeezed in the walled city of Kowloon, the most densely populated place in the world.

There are indeed opportunities, but few people can really stand out. However, they are all more or less shady. These days, few capitalists have clean assets.

It is the people who cannot make it in their hometowns who go out to compete with the locals for jobs. The rich stay in their hometowns, while the poor go to other places. Even the ordinary people who go out to work now are the ones who cannot make it in their hometowns.

I have connections and relationships in my hometown, but I haven't made any progress. I still hope to make a name for myself in someone else's hometown. Isn't it harder than making a name for myself in my hometown?

After recording all his recent experiences, Liu Ping'an placed the piece of paper in the diary corner of his King's Treasure House. This way, no one would know that he was not a serious person. After all, who would write a diary?

I looked at the dozen or so papers next to my diary. They were not very big, but about the same size as A4 papers. Over the years, I had only used a little bit of them. The two Hero pens that I had strengthened were also lying quietly beside them.

Liu Ping'an bought the best white paper. If it was left outside, the paper would have turned yellow long ago. Only when it was kept in his own treasure house could it remain brand new.

Looking at the two Hero pens gathering dust in the corner, Liu Ping'an plans to give one to Qin Xiaobao next time he visits him. He doesn't know how this kid is doing. If he is really motivated and willing to study hard, he will give it to him. It is better than letting it gather dust with him.