Siheyuan: I am a trader in both worlds!

Because the catch from the city of Beijing was indeed of the highest quality.

From any perspective.
Whether it's size or quality, it's top-notch, absolutely flawless, a superb product that you could make a fortune with your eyes closed.

Therefore, even when later generations directly contracted massive wholesale volumes for an entire world, prices still remained at a relatively high level.

Even if it wasn't as high as he imagined, it certainly wasn't as low as Simon Lang could accept.

Overall, it is still at a roughly acceptable level.

So, even though the price was a little lower, Simon Lang ultimately didn't say anything.

After estimating that the authorities in Beijing would not refuse, Ximen Lang simply accepted the outcome.

Thinking about how there was so much stuff in his personal space that it was almost like waste paper, and he had nowhere to put it, but he also had nowhere to spend it. He dared not sell it in large quantities in the future, for fear of driving down the price of the "Black Ten" in his personal space.

He used himself as an example.

To Xia Yiyi's astonishment, Ximen Lang coolly pulled out two large sacks of black leather bags.

When the bag was opened, two large black sacks full of black sacks were revealed.

The unique scent of new banknote ink hit Xia Yiyi's head.

Under Xia Yiyi's shocked gaze, Ximen Lang asked.

"Yi-yi, what do you think the market for consecutive 'Big Black Ten' numbers would become if I sold this whole sack in one go?"

"This, so much?!"

"A lot? This is nothing, just two sacks. Compared to the total, it's not even a fraction. I'm not kidding, there's so much of this stuff that I don't even have room to put it all."

Xia Yi was speechless after hearing this.

All I could do was keep complaining in my head.
"That woman Bai Ling, and Lao Luo and his gang, they're really capable of anything to win over Ximen Lang! And they're all using consecutive numbers, they have absolutely no shame!"

Fearing Xia Yiyi wouldn't believe him, Ximen Lang turned around and pulled out two more sacks of large black 10s from who-knows-where.

Four whole sacks of black coins were placed in front of Xia Yiyi.

Let the facts speak for themselves and prove that what they say is true.

Continuing on from where we left off, Ximen Lang said.

"I'm asking you a question. What do you think would happen to the Black Ten market if I dumped all these Black Tens at a low price?"

What will it become?

you still need to ask?

"The Black Ten market, which had finally started to show signs of improvement, is going to be completely destroyed by you! Those cryptocurrency dealers who hoarded large amounts of Black Ten tokens, not one of them will escape; you'll drive them all to the brink of suicide!"

Wouldn't that mean they all have to jump off buildings?

After all, eleven big black cards can be worth hundreds of thousands!
Even after removing the water content, a single black 10-yuan note would still be worth at least 100,000 yuan.

Simply hoarding a few or a dozen bills can easily amount to hundreds of thousands or even millions of dollars.

If all of this goes down the drain...
Just you wait and see, there will definitely be a huge crowd standing on the rooftop!

"We might have to send people to maintain order!"

What?
Do we need to send people up to maintain order?

Thinking of that almost magical scene.
The smile was simply unstoppable.

It was clearly a tragedy, but Xia Yiyi's words were so funny that I couldn't help but burst out laughing.

After laughing for a while, Ximen Lang finally stopped laughing.

His face was full of seriousness.

"Look, just a few sacks of big black croakers are enough to ruin the entire big black croaker market. What about the wild yellow croaker market?"

"Once the fishing boats over there get used to it, it's not impossible for them to catch ten or twenty tons a day! And they'll catch all big catches, the best kind!"

"There are also wild bass that are over 2 meters long. You can easily catch several with just one cast of the net! And those yellow croakers that have become a Class II protected animal here? There are so many of them, I can't even count them!"

"The rare fish that are sold at exorbitant prices here are widely distributed along the coast over there, and in much larger quantities!"

"But our market is limited. If there were no supply, it might not even last a year before prices would come down."

"Do you have any ideas about this? And over there, you need to quickly get me a few sets of environmental protection laws and such."

"It's not easy for God to bestow such a bountiful fortune upon us; we must protect it well. We can't let short-term gains lead us to kill the goose that lays the golden eggs!"

This is precisely what later generations, led by Xia Yiyi, are most worried about.

Because the same path was taken in the past and in later generations, she knew all too well how impoverished Beijing was now.

That's why she was even more worried that the people of Beijing, who were already dirt poor and now burdened with a mountain of debt, would do something short-sighted and do something detrimental to the city for such a small amount of profit.

Make no doubt, the authorities in Beijing are indeed capable of doing such a thing!

Especially after Xia Yiyi and others in later generations conducted in-depth research on the world of Beijing decades ago through various documents and materials, drawing inferences from one instance to another.

The more she researched, the more she realized just how impoverished Beijing had become.

It's no exaggeration to say that they're all green with envy these days!

They're desperate for money, they're driven mad by poverty!
It's not surprising at all what they do these days!
Therefore, Xia Yi was genuinely worried that the other side would be completely blinded by these short-term interests and do something that people would regret.

It's one thing to worry, but it's another to remind someone.

Although we are blood brothers, bound by blood and of the same lineage, there is still a world between us.

If the well-intentioned reminders from later generations are misunderstood as deliberate obstacles and restrictions placed upon them, and they harbor resentment towards later generations even if they don't say anything, then it would be a loss for them.

Therefore, Xia Yiyi was actually struggling with how to say this to the people in Beijing and in what way to say it to them.

Just what I needed; it was like a pillow coming to my head when I was sleepy.

Before he could even come up with a clue, Ximen Lang had already pointed it out.

Moreover, judging from his tone, he even managed to persuade the desperate authorities in Beijing to stay calm.

That would be wonderful.

It's simply impossible to refuse.

Overjoyed, Xia Yiyi readily agreed.

"It's just an environmental protection law, right? Is this even a big deal? No need to wait, I'll notify the legal department right now. We'll tailor a comprehensive legal framework specifically for Sister Ling's situation, taking into account the existing environmental protection law!"

As she spoke, Xia Yiyi directly called her colleagues in the legal department in front of Ximen Lang and stated her demands. Having been prepared beforehand, the speed was unbelievably fast.

"Two days, at most two days! Tomorrow at the earliest, the day after at the latest! Everything you need, including this law that needs to be localized, will be in place. It will not delay your important matter!"

As for whether she has any clue about the market dynamics of increased supply, unchanged demand, and decreased prices.
"Are you kidding? I'm a professional! Do you know what 'professional' means? It means I make a living with this skill!"

"So you can rest assured, I can absolutely calculate the price of every gram of fish precisely, and make this business a long-term, sustainable business!"

Another sentence.

"I will definitely care more than you do."

This left Ximen Lang with absolutely no further objections to the matter.

Then, if it says the day after tomorrow, then it's the day after tomorrow, without a single mistake.

Just as dawn broke, after enjoying two days of comfortable living in the future thanks to Xia Yiyi's almost obliging service, Ximen Lang returned to the world of Beijing with a whole host of various things.

And then, it was the same old story.

After stuffing all the things he brought back into the area that Lao Luo and Bai Ling had immediately designated for him, he put everything back into the box.

He couldn't wait any longer; like a dog that can't keep a secret, Ximen Lang excitedly returned to the guard camp.

I was about to share with Bai Ling some of the things that had happened in the past two days, the terms I had agreed on with Xia Yiyi, and the things I had brought back.

Enjoy the pleasure of being a star in front of others.

As soon as he got in the car, Ximen Lang was stunned.

As for the reason
That's because the scene before us is so abstract and surreal.

Although Lao Luo, Hao Pingchuan, and Gao Cheng did indeed gather together as Ximen Lang had expected, saving him the trouble of calling them one by one.

But they didn't gather together for a meeting, or even for any serious business. Instead, they sat around the projector and watched TV shows.

Who could have predicted this?!

Especially that level of focus, wow, he's completely absorbed in it!

Ximen Lang had been standing behind them for quite some time, but not a single person noticed him or greeted him!
Isn't that utter nonsense?!
"With this level of vigilance, you dare call yourself a professional? Ha! I even turned off the lights!"

Especially this Lao Luo, this is what Ximen Lang finds most unbelievable.

He used to be such a serious and career-driven person.

He has nothing but work on his mind; every day he's either already working or on his way to work.

Goodness, he's incredibly busy, so busy that he can't even take care of his wife and kids.

As for personal enjoyment, they don't care at all.

If it weren't for Brother Lang's sudden appearance and his help in resolving the resettlement issues of a large number of his comrades, his pockets would have been cleaner than his face for years!

Ximen Lang even doubted how someone like him could possibly support such a large family!
But now?

Sipping tea, munching on snacks, and lounging with his legs crossed.
His behavior and demeanor are typical of a retired old man!

Or he's a retired old man with an exceptionally generous pension, living a very comfortable life!
Otherwise, in this day and age, ordinary people would never do something like this!
what?
He ate only his own food, high-end goods that he brought back from the future.
So this is ah.

That's fine.

Even so, this still left Ximen Lang somewhat bewildered.

He glanced at Bai Ling beside him again, and wow, she was even slurping down her sugary soda.

They live a more comfortable life than I do.

How can this be done?
How can this be allowed?
Looking back on my hard work these past two days.
Well, it was quite a bit of work; I put in some effort and it took a lot of mental energy.

This is simply intolerable!

Ximen Lang snatched the soda from Bai Ling's hand in one swift motion.

He downed the soda in just a few gulps.

Then, to everyone's astonishment...

Ximen Lang said with great distress.

"I've been busy working outside, barely having time to eat! And you guys, you actually have the leisure to sit here watching dramas! At this crucial moment, you're so lazy! You have no ambition at all, you've really disappointed me!"

Don't say it, you really don't say it.

They usually try to persuade Ximen Lang to play fewer games and focus more on serious matters, encouraging him to be more ambitious.

It felt strange to be suddenly persuaded like this by him.
That's really disgusting!

It felt like swallowing fly droppings. Bai Ling, who had never been so humiliated in her life, was immediately unwilling to accept it.

"What did we do? How can you say we have no ambition? We just watched some dramas, what does that have to do with ambition? And what have you been busy with that you dare to say such things? All that work was done by Yi Yi, what does it have to do with you? You lazy, irresponsible boss, how dare you say we have no ambition? I think you've really gone too far!"

Seeing that Bai Ling immediately started the fight, she launched a tirade against Ximen Lang.

Lao Luo, who also felt offended by Ximen Lang, immediately chimed in.

“Ah Lang, what you’re saying is a bit biased. Of course, I’m not denying the efforts you’ve made for us these past few days. But this matter shouldn’t be viewed so one-sidedly. Although from the results, we did become somewhat lax, there are reasons for all of that.”

As he spoke, Lao Luo recounted to Ximen Lang all the seemingly absurd but actually very reasonable reasons Bai Ling had given him for giving up.

Ximen Lang was completely dumbfounded. He even began to wonder if the old man had been possessed. Otherwise, how could such a workaholic have the idea of ​​giving up?
Then, Lao Luo said without changing his expression.

"I also want to resolve all the troubles as soon as possible, but this is not a problem that can be solved by rushing, nor is it a problem that I can solve. If I can't solve it, then what am I worrying about? What am I anxious about? Isn't this just making trouble for myself?"

"It's better to conserve our energy and take good care of our physical and mental health. That way, we can be in a better state of mind to tackle the work after the results come out. Watching these TV dramas is a very important step in regulating our physical and mental well-being! Don't you believe me? Look at me, don't I look much better now?"

Don't say it, you really don't say it.

After completely calming down and stopping his anxiety, Lao Luo's complexion visibly improved significantly!
Even the dark circles under her eyes, which were almost as dark as a panda's, have faded quite a bit!

Indeed, Lao Luo looks much better.

Ximen Lang, who had a deep understanding of the essence of tanking, couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

"That's right, that's correct. Just do your job well and don't cause trouble for your superiors. As for other things, how can we worry about them? It's good that you think this way."

The moment I finished praising it, I heard that the item had arrived.

With a sudden movement, Lao Luo stood up abruptly and said anxiously.

"Why didn't you say so sooner? Why didn't you say so sooner? Why didn't you tell me something so important?" (End of Chapter)