Learn one small skill every day

Thinking about this, Bai Miao couldn't help but realize that he really should put making money on his agenda.

Including those two months in the second year, Bai Miao felt that he might really have to drain the skill pool in this dungeon.

Congratulations on upgrading your hoop rolling skill to LV5!

"Hmm... I'll try to get a level 10 skill before fourth grade, and max out all the skills before graduation."

This is the small goal that Bai Miao set.

Even if it's unclear what will happen in the third grade, it doesn't affect Bai Miao's advance planning.

Chapter 238 Business Acumen

After school that day, Bai Miao went directly to Jinsheng Teahouse, just as his parents had asked him when he was in second grade, and did not go home.

At Jinsheng Tea House, the proprietress provides a table for doing homework and dinner.

During lunch, Bai Miao talked to Bai An's mother about the lunch.

"Is there no food available at your school for lunch? Have all the vendors left?"

Bai Miao shook his head.

"Then why do you need the teacher to bring you food? You were eating just fine when you were in second grade, weren't you?"

Bai An's father gestured for Bai An's mother to wait a moment, then looked at Bai Miao and asked, "If you eat with your homeroom teacher, how much will you need to pay for meals each month?"

"Four hundred yuan."

"That's so expensive? Does each teacher need that much for food expenses per month?"

"Teacher Guo said that her father used to be a chef, and the chef cooked for us..."

"What's wrong with being a chef? Never mind, just eat at one of those street vendors for lunch. Ten yuan isn't enough for breakfast and lunch, is it?"

Bai Miao nodded.

The proprietress chimed in, "The child is at a crucial stage of growth, so he should have a good lunch. It's only three or four hundred yuan; with a bit of luck, he can win it all in one go."

Bai An's mother was being held up; if she refused again, she would lose face in front of her mahjong partners, and people would think that the family couldn't afford to feed their child.

"Okay, go tell the teacher to join that teachers' cafeteria program. I'll give you four hundred yuan to pay for the first month."

As she spoke, she pulled out a large wad of hundred-yuan bills from her pocket, took out four of them, and handed them to Bai Miao: "Don't misuse this money. This is for your meals. If I find out you've used this money for something you shouldn't, I'll smash your hands!"

Bai Miao nodded honestly.

In fact, the homeroom teacher only charged 350 yuan for the monthly food expenses, and Bai Miao planned to use the extra 50 yuan as start-up capital.

It's time to make some money.

The next day, Bai Miao left home early and went to the snack shop near the school gate, which also sold cards. He held up a hundred-yuan bill and asked the shop owner, "Do you have any Bai Long Collector's Edition cards here?"

"White Dragon Collector's Edition?"

The shop owner hadn't intended to pay any attention to Bai Miao, but when he saw the bright red banknotes in Bai Miao's hand, his eyes widened. Regardless of whether he actually had them or not, he replied repeatedly, "Yes! Look for yourself, these are all the cards."

As he spoke, he took out all the card packs, looking as if Bai Miao could choose whatever he wanted.

Bai Miao looked around and shook his head: "There probably aren't any of the cards I need here."

Seeing Bai Miao about to leave, the shopkeeper became a little anxious: "The cards are all in here! How will you know if you have them if you don't open them? You need to buy these card packs, then open the cards to get the ones you want, understand?"

“I know I need to open a card, but I want to ask if you accept collector’s edition cards here.”

After Bai Miao finished speaking, he suddenly realized and said, "Oh, I understand. You don't know about the rules for collector's edition cards. After all, these are the rules for dealers in the city."

"The larger card shops in the city usually buy back or sell collectible cards and display them in the store for people to see. The price of these collectible cards fluctuates depending on the number of cards issued in the market. In short, it's a very popular card collecting activity. It's a pity that you don't do it here."

The shop owner had never heard of such a high-tech thing before, especially coming from a primary school student. This made him believe that the city was really developing this kind of thing.

His cards also came from upstream suppliers, but he didn't know where those upstream suppliers came from.

After Bai Miao's words of guidance, he couldn't help but wonder if this card had a very mature business system and ecosystem in the city.

However, that was still too far away for him; all his attention was currently focused on Bai Miao's hundred-yuan bill.

"Young man, how about this? I'll also keep this collector's edition card for you. You can come and check on it every day, and I promise I'll keep it. What do you say?"

"Okay, then you have to remember to save some for me. Don't sell it to anyone else who gets here before me, it's a deal."

"Uh-huh."

Bai Miao symbolically bought two packs of cards with a few dollars' worth of change and left, only showing the shopkeeper the hundred-dollar bill briefly.

After he left, the shop owner was preoccupied with how to make a fortune from the collector's edition cards.

He couldn't help but think that this elementary school student was really rich, able to casually pull out a hundred-yuan bill.

So today, every elementary school student who enters his shop to buy a card will be asked by him if they have a White Dragon Collector's Edition card.

Even if all the students had no idea what the shop owner was talking about, he would only think that this was because the students in the county were unaware that collectible cards were popular.

These students also learned from the shop owner that he was willing to spend five yuan to buy a card.

The news of the White Dragon Collector's Card quickly spread among all the children playing the fan card game on campus.

On the other side, Bai Miao also paid three hundred yuan for meals, so he would have lunch covered from now on and wouldn't have to eat milk and bread anymore.

The homeroom teacher's father lived quite close to the school, only about one street away. It was less than a ten-minute walk to get there at noon, and the meals were prepared in advance, so he could basically eat fresh, hot food as soon as he arrived at his home.

There were twelve children in Bai Miao's group who ate with their homeroom teacher. Some others didn't choose the teachers' canteen and ate outside on their own.

After all, 300 yuan a month for food is indeed a considerable expense for some families.

However, before eating, Bai Miao still used his skill to check if there were any other problems with the meal.

It's not bad; at least the meat and vegetables are made with fresh ingredients.

After the meal was served, the group of children were very excited and immediately started scrambling to eat, as if food tasted better when they were fighting over it.

Not only that, the whole meal was noisy, and it was only thanks to the homeroom teacher that a fight broke out over who was taking whose meat.

But for Bai Miao, the experience was terrible.

What should have been a pleasant meal was turned into something resembling a banquet.

Bai Miao also felt that he had miscalculated. He had only thought about having a stable place to have lunch, and he never expected that he would be eating with a group of elementary school students.

After they finished eating, a group of children started discussing the White Dragon Collector's Card.

“Collector’s cards? I know that. I remember that collector’s cards usually have colored patterns in the lower right corner.”

Bai Miao casually mentioned it.

However, none of the current cards have this pattern in the bottom right corner.

"They have patterns? Let me see if mine has any..."

As they spoke, the group of children began to take out the cards from their pockets and examine them.

Then, disappointed, he took back the card.

After school in the afternoon, Bai Miao found Chen Tianzhuo. This kid didn't like playing with the fan cards because he felt it was too embarrassing to squat on the ground like those guys and get covered in dust.

Although Chen Tianzhuo is only in the third grade, his clothes and appearance are already starting to resemble those of a spirited young man.

She was wearing a black T-shirt and skinny jeans that were too tight at the ankles.

These days, the "Shamate" style hasn't become completely popular yet, but I estimate that he'll start to transform into a mature Shamate by the time he enters junior high school.

"Is there anything you need me to do?"

After investigating a missing persons case with Bai Miao when he was in the second year of high school, Chen Tianzhuo has always longed to do something big with Bai Miao again.

He was quite excited that Bai Miao had taken the initiative to come to him this time.

It's time for me to show off my skills again.

"Does your family run a glass business?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"I'd like you to get me some thicker pieces of glass, and some glass-cutting tools, nothing too big, just small knives."

Chen Tianzhuo asked, puzzled, "What do you need glass for?"

"You'll get a share of anything that makes money."

Upon hearing this, Chen Tianzhuo was shocked; they were actually thinking of making money!

"My brother, why are you thinking about making money? How do you make money this way?"

"Just do as I say, don't ask too many questions, and remember to keep it a secret."

Chen Tianzhuo held his breath and nodded vigorously: "I guarantee I will complete the mission!"

After assigning tasks to Chen Tianzhuo, Bai Miao didn't rest. He went to a nearby stationery store and bought several bottles of glue and colored paper.

The glue and colored paper cost Bai Miao about twenty dollars, which he paid in hundred-dollar bills.

After buying his spoils, Bai Miao headed to Jinsheng Teahouse for dinner.

"How was lunch today? Did you eat enough?"

Bai An's mother was concerned about whether the money was well spent. If it was enough to eat, then it would be fine. But if the food was worse than what she could get outside, then she would have to ask the teacher for a refund.

"is acceptable."

Bai Miao did not appear overly talkative.

In front of these parents, the less you say, the better.

"That's fine."

After returning home from dinner, Bai Miao immediately began his counterfeiting operation using the glue and colored paper he had bought.

Bai Miao first tore open a card, roughly judged the composition of the cards, and then carefully tore the card open from the side, separating the front and back.

Bai Miao laid the card back flat on an A4 sheet of paper, secured it with glue, and then pasted small pieces of colored paper onto the other side of the A4 sheet. After finishing, he covered these colored papers with a layer of card coating that had been torn off, so that it would shimmer in the sunlight.

After creating the glitter in the lower right corner, Bai Miao reattached the front of the card.

This completes the production of a counterfeit "collector's card".

Unfortunately, he didn't have the right tools. If he had colorful pens, Bai Miao felt he could have created something even more realistic by copying.