Reborn in 1991, I opened supermarkets all over the world.

Chapter 36 I'll Beat Him to Death

If I were to eat sweet potato rice in 2026, it would be incredibly delicious.

But nowadays, sweet potatoes are usually fed to pigs.

Unless they are starving.

So as soon as Lu Zifeng sat down at the table, he knew about his second uncle's situation.

Seeing Lu Zifeng pour the seasoned pork belly strips and roast duck into a plate, Lu Xiaoxun licked his lips.

Auntie was a little sad and sobbed as she said, "If there had been these dishes on the table when Aunt Liu from the village was arranging a marriage for Xiao Xun last time, he wouldn't have left without eating."

On a whim, Lu Zifeng took out two hundred yuan from his pocket and put it on the table: "This is what my dad asked me to give you. He said that in the past few years, when we were taking care of my grandparents, our family didn't do much. It was all thanks to my second uncle and aunt."

The second uncle pushed the money back: "Nonsense. We agreed that your family would provide the money and my family would provide the labor. What do you mean your family didn't contribute much labor? Well, I haven't contributed much money either!"

Lu Zifeng smiled and said, "As a junior, I'm not qualified to speak on this matter. If you want to decline, go talk to my dad."

After the meal, Lu Zifeng took a family photo of his second uncle's family of three at the doorway, and then asked his aunt to take another photo of the three Lu family members.

With nothing much to do in the afternoon, Lu Zifeng asked his second uncle and cousin to take him for a walk in the mountains.

We took several more photos under the orange tree.

They even took pictures of entire orange groves.

"Were all the oranges from last year taken by the cannery?" Lu Zifeng asked.

"Yes, if it weren't for the cannery, could we grow so many oranges here?"

"How much do they charge per kilogram?"

"Three and a half cents."

"So cheap?"

Lu Zifeng remembers that when he was selling fruit baskets, he bought them from the market for 80 cents a pound, and the wholesale price was 50 cents.

Even though canneries offer discounts for bulk orders, isn't that too good a deal?

Moreover, the plump, juicy, and sweet fruits are all bought up by canneries, leaving only the less desirable ones for the fruit farmers to sell themselves.

"Why not consider selling it to other factories?" Lu Zifeng asked.

"The canneries have almost all been taken over; the rest can only be carried to the county town or township to sell themselves."

"Approximately how many tons of goods does the cannery receive from Baiguo Village each year?"

"Around 150 tons."

150 tons—the production capacity of Baiguo Village alone cannot be achieved.

However, Dongxian is a citrus-producing area, and the surrounding villages, after taking stock, found that it was more than enough.

"With such a large production volume, what will you do if the cannery stops needing oranges?" Lu Zifeng asked.

"How could that be?" Lu Xiaoxun, Lu Zifeng's cousin, explained to him with an air of expertise, "The cannery has a fixed sales channel, you know the big country in the north, right? They have long-term contracts, how could they just cancel them like that?"

Lu Zifeng smiled and shook his head.

That's the situation; he already knows pretty much everything.

When I returned to the city, the business license and other relevant procedures had been completed.

He printed a box of business cards for himself, listing his position as general manager.

Of course, I am the general manager, I am the deputy general manager, the business manager, the finance manager, and the logistics supervisor. It's me, me, and me again!

This was the most typical shell company of that era.

Gu Quan admired Lu Zifeng's business card and asked, "Are you treating Reporter Du to dinner this time you're in the city?"

Lu Zifeng looked at Gu Quan with a constipated expression: "???"

After a moment of frustration, Lu Zifeng gritted his teeth and said, "Please!"

He went downstairs and dialed the newspaper's number.

"Find Lin Siyan."

After waiting for two minutes, Lin Siyan's indifferent voice came through the receiver: "Hello, I am Lin Siyan."

"I am Lu Zifeng."

"Zifeng?" Lin Siyan's tone suddenly changed, and she hurriedly asked, "I just received your reply, and you're already calling? What's up?"

Lu Zifeng laughed and said, "Can't I call you if there's nothing wrong?"

Lin Siyan smiled for a moment, then said, "But this is a government phone, we can't talk for too long."

"Shall we talk more over dinner tonight?"

"Okay! I'll wait at the Xinhua Bookstore entrance."

"Yes, call Reporter Du and Reporter Tang."

"..."

If her emotions were 0 points before receiving Lu Zifeng's call—neither happy nor sad—then her emotions rose to 6 points after she learned that it was Lu Zifeng on the other end of the line.

Hearing that Lu Zifeng had invited him to dinner, his mood soared to a perfect 10.

Then I heard that Du Heng and Tang Guo were invited, and the score dropped to 3 points.

It's a perfect parabola.

Five people sat around a table of skewers.

The difference between skewers and hot pot is that one involves counting the skewers, while the other does not.

As the weather warmed up, Lin Siyan took off her heavy coat and wore a light gray Li-Ning tracksuit over her white long-sleeved T-shirt.

Her hair was draped over her shoulders, giving her a relaxed and casual look.

Tang Guo extended her hand to Lu Zifeng: "I apologize for what happened with the movie tickets last time."

Lu Zifeng didn't extend his hand in return, but instead glanced at Gu Quan: "You apologize to him, he went."

Gu Quan nervously wiped his hands on his pants and lightly touched Tang Guo's fingertips: "I'm fine."

"You silly goose!" Tang Guo said with a laugh.

Du Heng asked Gu Quan, "I heard Li Wei has a bad temper, did he give you any trouble?"

Gu Quan smiled demurely: "No, no, at worst I'll just beat him to death."

Lin Siyan didn't participate in the conversation. She carefully peeled the quail eggs off the stick one by one and said to Lu Zifeng, "After reading your reply, I think it's a real pity that you're not continuing to write poetry."

Gu Quan was taken aback, staring at Lu Zifeng as if he were a monster: "What? You can write poetry?"

Lu Zifeng sneered: "Just like wiping my hands before shaking yours, we all have a side that no one knows about."

Tang Guo waved her hand in front of Gu Quan: "Hey, hey, hey, what did you and Li Wei talk about that day?"

Gu Quan answered truthfully, explaining everything about wearing open-crotch pants and putting his arm around Gu Quan's shoulder.

Tang Guo placed her chopsticks horizontally on the oil dish: "It's over. If he goes out and says that, you'll ruin Siyan's reputation."

After saying that, she looked at Lu Zifeng and said, "Tell me, who will take responsibility for my Siyan?"

Lin Siyan wiped her mouth and said, "I don't care what people I don't care about think of me."

Gu Quan magnanimously stretched out his hand and made two pats in front of Lin Siyan, displaying his chivalrous spirit: "It's alright. If he dares to bully you, tell Brother Quan, and I'll beat him to death!"

Tang Guo rolled her eyes: "Seriously, what can you do besides beat people to death?"

Gu Quan: "..."

Oh yeah, what else can I do besides beat people up?

This problem began to trouble him from then on.

"He also knows how to do business," Lu Zifeng said.

Tang Guo was speechless for a moment.

Lin Siyan glanced at Lu Zifeng but didn't say anything.

After the meal, Lu Zifeng quietly gave the money to Gu Quan and asked Gu Quan to pay the bill.

Du Heng and Tang Guo took advantage of the stuffiness inside to go outside for some fresh air.

Lin Siyan smiled at Lu Zifeng: "You're very protective of your friend?"

"Shouldn't that be the case? So, whoever becomes my friend is truly blessed."

"And what about me?"