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

Back home, Mr. Lu had a sour look on his face.

The dimly lit room felt lifeless.

"The man surnamed Wu came by earlier and said it's been almost ten days. He asked when you're going to pay me back."

Lu Zifeng didn't say anything, but took out a stack of blue-purple portraits of great figures from his bag and slammed them on the dining table.

Mr. and Mrs. Lu, along with their two younger siblings, all sat down on the stools as if they had seen a ghost, staring blankly at the stack of money in front of them.

They had never seen so many great people gathered together.

"How much is this?" Mr. Lu asked, pointing at the money on the table with his pipe.

"Four thousand eight hundred yuan."

"How much?" Mr. Lu asked in disbelief.

"Four thousand eight hundred yuan!" Lu's mother, who came from a supply and marketing cooperative, was still skilled at counting. She moistened her fingertips with saliva and started counting.

Even more excited than Lu's parents was his second younger brother, Lu Xiaoye.

He immediately threw his unfinished homework into the air: "I might as well not read this book!"

Lu Zifeng looked coldly at Lu Xiaoye and asked, "A product costs 60 yuan to purchase and is sold for 90 yuan. A customer pays 100 yuan, and the shop owner gives him 10 yuan in change. Later, it is discovered that the 100 yuan is counterfeit. How much did the shop owner lose?"

"Huh? Bro, you said slow down." Lu Xiaoye felt his head buzzing and froze on the spot.

Lu Zhenzhen, a sixth-grade student at Zheng Nian Elementary School, counted on her fingers: "If the 100 yuan is real, the boss earns 30 yuan, so we add 30; since the 100 yuan is fake, we subtract 100, and the boss loses 70 yuan. There's also a second way to calculate it: the boss's expenses are 60 yuan for the goods and 10 yuan for change, which is 70 yuan. And his income is 0, so he also loses 70 yuan in total."

Lu Zifeng snapped his fingers: "You little brat, do you understand now? If you don't study, you can't even do basic accounting."

Besides paying the 500 yuan medical expenses to the Wu family, Lu Zifeng also gave his parents an additional 300 yuan.

The remaining four thousand yuan was the capital for his second round of business.

Mr. and Mrs. Lu did not object. Their son's ability to do business was an unexpectedly good thing, and they had to support him.

Mr. Lu said, "Your second uncle grows orange trees in the countryside. Why don't you go and get some from him? We can help each other out."

Lu Zifeng said, "I don't plan to go into the fruit business anymore."

"Why?" Mr. Lu asked in astonishment.

"Now that more people are doing it, the profits aren't as good as before. By the way, if you have the chance, tell your second uncle not to plant orange trees this year, but to plant something else instead."

"Why?" Mr. Lu suddenly realized that he, as the pillar of the Lu family, had begun to understand nothing.

"There are too many orange trees in Dongxian County, and the supply exceeds the demand."

This time, Lu Zifeng did not tell the truth.

Dongxian County is famous for its oranges, and even the school song of Dongxian Elementary School goes like this: "The orange trees are green, the flowers and fruits are fragrant..."

High production volume is not a problem.

The problem is that the oranges from Dongxian County are mainly supplied to canneries, and the canneries' biggest customer is a large country in the north.

At the end of this year, a certain major country in the north will disintegrate.

As I recall, the cannery, whose sales channels were cut off, went bankrupt in less than a year. Apart from Wu Fucheng, who lined his own pockets, the other workers were completely lost and clueless after being laid off.

The worst off were the farmers in Dongxian County. The wholesale price of oranges dropped to 1 cent per kilogram, but there were still no buyers, and 90% of the oranges rotted on the ground.

Many farmers cut down their orange trees, which they had cultivated for many years, not because they had found a way out, but simply out of anger.

"Oh, right, Mom, there's something I need your help with." Lu Zifeng suddenly thought of Qiao Ling.

"What is it?" Mrs. Lu asked cautiously.

If it's about selling fruit, then Lu's mother would be more than willing to help.

But he said he wasn't selling fruit anymore.

What else could it be?

Has he gotten into trouble again?

Lu Zifeng said, "A friend of mine wants to sell some groceries near the hospital. She doesn't do much, and she doesn't have any connections, so it's impossible for her to get a supplier exclusively for her. Do you think you could ask someone you know at your workplace to help her get a small order? If your company has any old shelves, could you get a few for her too?"

The current main source of goods is still the state-owned companies under the county cooperative, especially the scarce goods within the plan, which are hard to obtain from other places.

Given Qiao Ling's purchase volume, it's not suitable for her to purchase directly from the manufacturer.

Lu's mother asked seriously, "What kind of friend are you? Don't let them come after you lose money."

"No, she's a very capable girl."

Mother Lu's eyes lit up, and she became very alert: "Whose daughter is she? How old is she? Is she from around here? What kind of people are in her family?"

Lu Zifeng: "..."

Although she didn't receive a direct response from Lu Zifeng, Lu's mother would often slap her thigh with delight at the thought that her good-for-nothing son was now not only making money but also finding a girlfriend.

It's been a long time since our family has had such a happy dinner together.

After the meal, Lu Zifeng took the initiative to do the housework of washing the dishes.

Surprisingly, Lu Xiaoye also came over and offered to help wash the dishes.

Lu Zifeng tossed the bowl he was holding aside: "Fine!"

Lu Xiaoye glanced behind the door and said in a low voice, "Brother, while you're in a good mood, I have something to tell you."

"What is it?" Lu Zifeng stared at Lu Xiaoye with annoyance.

This kid is almost a carbon copy of me in terms of personality.

However, to be fair, this was also influenced by Lu Zifeng.

With such a "gangster" older brother, it's hard for Lu Xiaoye to keep a low profile at school.

"Help me call a classmate."

really!

That kid will never say anything good!

However, Lu Zifeng didn't immediately refuse. He wiped his hands with a towel and asked, "Why did you hit him?"

Lu Xiaoye glanced behind the door again and said, "Damn it, trying to steal my woman."

Lu Zifeng almost choked on his words, but he still patiently said to Lu Xiaoye, "A woman who can be stolen away is better off without."

"Is this a woman's problem? This is about saving face!" Lu Xiaoye slapped his own face hard.

Lu Zifeng leaned against the wall, arms crossed: "What you need to do now is not to compete with anyone, but to make yourself better, to attract more girls, and then slowly choose."

Lu Xiaoye seemed to have understood, yet he also seemed not to have.

He returned to his room, stood in front of the mirror, and used his fingers to part his hair into a side part: "Am I not good enough?"

In the past few days, He Cheng has lost more than 300 yuan at the card table.

Lu Zifeng allocated another 500 yuan as "special funds" to Jiang Ce so that he could continue to borrow.

He Cheng had already regarded Jiang Ce as his most trusted friend, and boasted that as long as He Cheng was around at the cannery, Jiang Ce could do whatever he wanted.

Jiang Ce appeared all smiles on the surface, but his heart was bleeding inside.

Lu Zifeng lost 800 yuan, which is equivalent to half a year's salary for an ordinary worker if he didn't eat or drink.

But Lu Zifeng replied, "If I hadn't planned to keep some capital to make another round of money before the end of the year, I probably would have lent him more."

"Why?" Jiang Ce asked.

"He absolutely has to be unable to pay it back. If he can find a way to pay it back, then this whole scheme will have been for nothing," Lu Zifeng said.

"But your eight hundred dollars..."

"Don't worry, this money will eventually come back to me after going through a cycle."