I, reborn, really don't want to be a matchmaker!

"Do you know who the owner of this breakfast shop is?" Qin Chaoyang was taken aback when he heard the bad news from Wang Xiaoli before asking the question.

"I don't know." Wang Xiaoli shook her head: "But I saw Wu Chunhua and Wu Yang at the entrance of this breakfast shop yesterday morning."

"What are those siblings doing at the entrance of the breakfast shop?" Qin Chaoyang frowned.

"How would I know? Anyway, something's not right," Wang Xiaoli replied.

"Something does seem off, but don't worry about it. I'll ask around among my acquaintances." Qin Chaoyang glanced at the sky. "Just remember to keep an eye on the breakfast shop's renovations."

"Okay!" Wang Xiaoli nodded and turned to go about her business.

Qin Chaoyang thought for a moment before walking towards the main street of Jiefang Road.

Across from the main street of Jiefang Road, a red brick building covering an area of ​​about 500 square meters is undergoing major renovations.

This drew the attention of passersby, some of whom couldn't help but whisper among themselves.

"My goodness! Whose family is so rich?!"

"Yes! Renovating such a large red brick house must cost a lot of money."

"See? She's tiled the outside. There aren't many people in our Dayu City who can do that."

"Have you heard? They've decorated their place so luxuriously; they're planning to open a breakfast shop."

"Are breakfast shops really that profitable these days? Aren't they afraid of going bankrupt?"

"What's there to compensate? This red brick house was bought by coal mine owner Wang Zongqin. Why should I compensate for my own house?!"

"It's said to be bought for his fiancé, what was his name again... I remember now, his name is Wu Chunhua."

"Wu Chunhua is really lucky."

"Yes! Who could afford such a large red brick house?"

……

Qin Chaoyang stood on the street listening to the conversations of the passersby. While he was surprised, he found it mostly amusing.

After all, he never expected that Wu Chunhua would marry Wang Zongqin, a man in his fifties, in order to get revenge on him.

Wang Zongqin was indeed a coal mine owner who made a lot of money during the wave of reform and opening up.

But Qin Chaoyang knew that in another year, Wang Zongqin would be imprisoned for tax issues.

In other words, Wu Chunhua may have seemingly found a wealthy patron, but in reality, she was courting death.

As for opening a breakfast shop across the street to compete with him, that would be the most foolish choice.

As a reborn individual, he knew that the profit margin of a breakfast shop was only so high.

One person might be able to eat and drink their fill, but if there are two people, then one of them is destined to starve to death.

He has a lifetime of experience in the catering industry, so as long as he doesn't do anything reckless, he definitely won't starve.

With that in mind, Qin Chaoyang stopped paying attention to Wu Chunhua and Wang Zongqin and went to attend to his own business.

Time flies by in the midst of their busy lives, and before they know it, it's the afternoon before Zhao Hu and Pan Daju's wedding.

Seeing that everything at the breakfast shop was arranged, Qin Chaoyang immediately said to Pan Xiaoyu, Pan Xiaoju, and Wang Xiaoli, "Let's go! Let's go to Zhao Hu's house and see how their wedding preparations are going."

"How can we get there?" Wang Xiaoli asked.

"Of course we'll take the oxcart, and then walk when we get to the intersection of Toad Village," Qin Chaoyang replied.

"I want to buy a 28-inch motorcycle to ride back home," Wang Xiaoli said softly after hesitating for a moment.

"Huh?" Qin Chaoyang was a little surprised: "Why do you suddenly want to buy a 28-inch motorcycle?"

"To shut up the gossips of those aunts and uncles in the village, I've been working at the breakfast shop for over two months, but I haven't brought home a single penny. If I don't buy a 28-inch motorcycle to save face, I'm afraid people will start talking about me again." Wang Xiaoli spoke her truest thoughts.

"Then let's go buy some old-fashioned bicycles." Qin Chaoyang said, leading the way towards the supply and marketing cooperative. "But do you have a bicycle ticket?"

Without it, it would probably cost a lot more money.

"Yes, I have two." Wang Xiaoli happily took out her bicycle tickets.

"Where did it come from?" Qin Chaoyang asked curiously.

Pan Xiaoyu and Pan Xiaoju also looked at Wang Xiaoli.

"My dad gave it to me," Wang Xiaoli replied.

His father is the village chief of Toad Village, so it's not surprising that he has a bicycle ticket.

"Then buy me one too, and I'll pay you for the ticket," Qin Chaoyang suggested.

"What's the point of money between us! The extra bicycle ticket was meant for you anyway," Wang Xiaoli replied somewhat discontentedly.

"That's true." Qin Chaoyang chuckled and strode towards the supply and marketing cooperative.

In 1988, the supply and marketing cooperative in Dayucheng—no, to be precise, the supply and marketing building—not only sold bicycles, but also "expensive" home appliances such as televisions, washing machines, and refrigerators.

In the newly renovated shopping mall next door.

There are even domestically produced Southern motorcycles for sale.

When Qin Chaoyang passed by and saw this, he frowned deeply.

The reason he frowned was because, as a reborn person, he knew that the quality of motorcycles in the South was very poor. They were jokingly called "Southern Old Medicine" by the people, and they would fall apart after riding for only a few years.

I want to buy a motorcycle.

Then you should buy well-known brands such as Haojue and Wuyang Honda.

But nowadays, there are no well-known motorcycle brands like Haojue or Wuyang Honda for sale in Dayucheng.

To avoid wasting time, Qin Chaoyang didn't pay attention to Southern Motorcycles at the moment, but instead went to the supply and marketing cooperative to choose a bicycle.

By 1988, there were many more types of bicycles available, including not only the 28-inch models, but also 26-inch and 24-inch models.

But Wang Xiaoli still insisted on buying the 28-inch model, and chose the most expensive one.

Qin Chaoyang didn't stop them, but instead bought some daily necessities for his home from the counter.

After buying daily necessities, Qin Chaoyang also bought a 26-inch bicycle.

After paying and having the stamp made, he hung his daily necessities on the handlebars of his bicycle and then drove towards Toad Village, dragging Pan Xiaoyu along with him.

With bicycles, they arrived at the entrance to Toad Village half an hour later.

After Qin Chaoyang put Pan Xiaoyu down, he said to Wang Xiaoli, "I'll go home first, and then I'll go to Zhao Hu's house to find you."

"Okay!" Wang Xiaoli nodded and pushed her old bicycle toward her front door.

Before they even arrived, they encountered Pan Daju's mother, Li.

Li looks about 70% like Pang Daju, except that she looks much older and her back is a bit hunched.

When she saw Wang Xiaoli pushing a brand-new 28-inch lever, she was taken aback: "Xiaoli, where did you get this 28-inch lever?"

"Of course I bought it with my salary!" Wang Xiaoli replied.

"Xiaoli earns three or four hundred a month, she can afford a 28-inch motorcycle and still have money to spare!" Pan Xiaoju couldn't help but chime in.

"Ahem..." Wang Xiaoli coughed lightly.

"Really?" Mrs. Li exclaimed in shock. "Is your breakfast shop still hiring?"

"I'm not confessing anymore." Wang Xiaoli smiled at Li Shi's expression. "Auntie, I have something to do, so I'll head back first. I'll talk to you again when I go to Zhao Hu's house later."

"Wait a minute." Li stopped Wang Xiaoli. "Xiaoju said you earn three or four hundred a month. How much do she and Xiaoyu earn?"

"Her mother said it's over 100 a month, is that true?"

"It's true," Wang Xiaoli replied.

Seeing that Li was standing there in a daze, Wang Xiaoli didn't say anything, but pushed the old-fashioned bicycle and left with Pan Xiaoju and Pan Xiaoyu.

She knew that, barring any unforeseen circumstances, her extended family would no longer gossip about her this time.