The younger generation, starting from where the wind blows...

Chapter 13 Since the distant land was born, why was the wild land born?

Even with Yang Deyuan and Gao Yunyue working together, they ultimately failed to persuade Yang Muye.

On the contrary, when Grandpa Yang learned that Yang Muye was not planning to transfer his household registration to Yanjing, he was so happy that he drank a few more cups and announced on the spot that he would transfer the Yang family ancestral house in the village to Yang Muye's name.

That property was passed down from the Yang family ancestors who ran caravans along the ancient Tea Horse Road in the village, and it covers an area of ​​more than three acres.

Although the houses were dilapidated and collapsed, and had long been uninhabitable, they were usually used to store firewood and other useless items.

But that position is truly unbeatable.

At the highest point of Yunmiao Village, you can enjoy a panoramic view of Erhai Lake from the second-floor window.

Otherwise, it wouldn't have been chosen by the designers of Shaohua Bookstore in the future; the old house itself has great renovation value.

In addition to the ancestral home in Yunmiao Village, the Yang family also owns two other plots of land, one belonging to Yang Deqing and the other to Yang Deyuan.

After Yang Deyuan moved his household registration, the homestead was transferred to Yang Muye's name.

There are many such homesteads in Yunmiao Village. Most of the younger generation have gone out to work, and the land is left empty and uninhabited.

When Yang Muyi retires and returns to Yunmiao Village to live out his retirement, he can rent these homesteads in the village and transform them into high-end homestays, just like Youfeng Courtyard. It would be perfect to use them to entertain friends.

Putting aside this little incident, the overall atmosphere of tonight's dinner was fairly normal.

For Yang Muye, the biggest gain was emerging from the shadow of his parents' long-standing divorce, which had been kept from him for so long.

It's not that he's figured it out.

Instead, both parents have remarried, and their child is almost three years old.

My stepfather and stepmother seem alright.

Since things have come to this, we can only let it go.

The next day at noon, Yang Muye walked into the Yunnan Provincial Sports Lottery Center carrying a backpack and pushing a black suitcase.

It's the same prize redemption window as last time.

It's the same staff member as last time.

Upon looking up and seeing Yang Muye, the person immediately made a phone call to their superior.

Before long, Deputy Director Liu rushed over.

This time, he was accompanied by a reporter from the Spring City Times.

It's the same person who interviewed Yang Muye on the phone last time, who claims his surname is Tang.

As soon as he opened his mouth, Yang Muye recognized his voice.

"Yang, here to claim your prize again?" Reporter Tang asked knowingly.

"Yes, I was short of money, so I came to claim the award," Yang Muye replied.

Such an honest answer was something neither reporter Tang nor deputy director Liu had ever heard before.

Treating a sports lottery center like a bank ATM always feels absurdly unreal.

Out of professional curiosity, reporter Tang asked, "Didn't you take away more than 400,000 yuan in bonuses last time? Have you spent it all?"

"No, but it will be soon. I've collaborated with a friend to develop a small game, which will be launched in a couple of days. We've already invested in the initial development, and we'll need to continue investing in promotion later."

"You started your business before you even went to college?"

"Yes, you should start making money as early as possible," Yang Muye remarked.

To others, he was just an eighteen-year-old college student, but he knew in his heart that his age in both lifetimes added up to fifty-nine.

According to the country's policy of delaying retirement in his previous life, he would be of retirement age when he turned twenty-four or twenty-five.

He really doesn't have much time left to fight.

However, it is clear that Yang Muyi does not intend to discuss this further.

Reporter Tang's curiosity remained undiminished: "Could you tell me which school you attended at Yenching University, Tsinghua University or Peking University?"

"You guessed right this time. My first choice was Tsinghua University," Yang Muye replied.

Reporter Tang's eyes lit up: "It really is Shuimu?"

Yang Muye shrugged: "I wanted to too, but Shuimu didn't want me."

Reporter Tang was taken aback.

Did they fail the exam?
Yang Muyi nodded and admitted, "That's why I was admitted to Yenching University of Economics and Business in the first batch."

Reporter Tang laughed and said, "Your college entrance exam score wasn't low either!"

Aside from the "two finance and one trade" universities, Yenching University of Economics and Business has the highest admission scores among finance and economics colleges.

none of them.

It's common for the admission scores for popular majors at Yanjing University of Economics and Trade to exceed those of the "two finance and one trade" universities.

Upon learning that Yang Muye's major was Business Administration, reporter Tang's first reaction was that he had made a mistake in choosing this major. However, he quickly came to his senses.

A freshman who hasn't even entered university yet starts an online business with over two million yuan. Isn't this a perfect opportunity to put his business administration major to good use right away?
On the contrary, he himself had the air of a eunuch worrying about the emperor.

Just as reporter Tang was beginning to doubt himself, three staff members from the sports lottery center had already tallied up the number and amount of lottery tickets Yang Muyi had won.

750 winning lottery tickets were sold, with a total prize of 273 million yuan, averaging over 18 yuan per draw.

This is not much different from Yang Muyi's previous estimate of more than two million.

Of course, this is quite different from the two million or so that reporter Tang had previously understood.

Most importantly, the 273 million yuan prize was distributed across 750 lottery tickets, with each ticket winning less than 10,000 yuan, so no taxes were payable.

When Yang Muye was claiming the prize, Deputy Director Liu told him that the higher-ups were studying how to patch the bug.

Yang Muye understood, of course, that Deputy Director Liu was referring to him, but this matter was no longer his concern.

After receiving the prize money, Yang Muyi left the sports lottery center and took a taxi straight to the airport.

My flight is at 3:30, bound for Beijing.

While waiting for his flight, Yang Muye received a phone call from Xie Zhiyao.

Why did you leave early without saying a word?

"Did you say you were coming with me?"

"Isn't Yanjingmao University's semester starting on the 4th? Why are you going so early—"

"Of course I have something to do. Did you think I went on vacation?"

I would rather you were just going on vacation.

On the other end of the phone, Xie Zhiyao hesitated for a moment: "I just ran into Uncle Deqing, and he told me about your situation."

"You mean you won the lottery?"

"Yes, this matter is now the talk of the village."

"Even you couldn't help but call me, now you know why I left early, right?"

Xie Zhiyao originally wanted to ask Yang Muye what he wanted to do with so much money, but he gave up the question before he could finish it.

Previously, he had become addicted to playing "Niu Le Ge Niu" (a popular online game), and Yang Muye eventually confronted him about it.

This game was developed by Yang Muye in collaboration with others, and Xie Zhiyao's addiction to it proves that the game was very successful.

Now that Yang Muye has more money, he can better promote and advertise the game and earn even more money.

Then develop new games.

Everyone says that the college entrance examination is a watershed moment in life, but Xie Zhiyao really can't understand why, when he and Yang Muyi had similar scores and applied to similar schools, the gap between them suddenly widened so much.
The most obvious thing is that Xie Zhiyao is now struggling to find a topic to talk about with Yang Muye.

Of course, there are topics that can be found if you really want to.

"I also heard from Uncle Deqing that you don't plan to transfer your household registration to Yanjing?"

"Yeah, it's troublesome to transfer back and forth, and even if we transfer our household registration to Yanjing now, we can't buy a house or participate in the lottery for a housing unit with a school collective household registration, so what's the point of transferring it?"

"So you really plan to start a successful business, make money, and then come back to retire?"

"To return home in wealth and honor is like wearing fine clothes at night; what's more, I am a treasure of my hometown."

"But Yanjing has so many advantages, such as education, healthcare, politics, and economy—"

Before he could finish speaking, Yang Muye interrupted him with a smile: "You're thinking quite far ahead. Wait until you come here and endure two years of sandstorms and a few years of smog, spend three hours commuting every day, and earn so little in a year that you can't even buy half a toilet. Then you'll know how good your hometown is."

"I know, that's why I thought of it—"

"You're trying to get information out of me so you can use the same reasons to convince your father not to transfer his household registration to Yanjing like me, right?"

On the other end of the phone, Xie Zhiyao asked cautiously, "Do you think it's feasible?"

"I'm wondering, is it that Uncle Siping can't wield a knife anymore, or that you, Xie Zhiyao, have become arrogant?"

"What do you mean?"

"Literally, if you dare not transfer your household registration, believe me, your father can come down from Kunming with a knife that very day to settle accounts with you?"

“I believe you, but my grandparents are getting old, and my father and aunt live in Kunming. I'm really worried—”

"Your concerns are valid, but what's the use?"

"Is there anyone as comforting as you?"

"I'm not trying to comfort you, I'm just stating a fact: the world is so big, I want to see it. Do you know what the next sentence is?"

"what?"

"With such a small wallet, you can't go anywhere! I'm not saying this for any other reason than to advise you to study hard first, find a good job after graduation, and then think about all this nonsense when you've made some money."

(End of this chapter)