Reborn in the 1980s: Nine Stunning Beauties Get Pregnant Before Marriage

Just as Gao Shih-hao turned to leave, Chen Yong-qiang called out to him.

"Boss Gao!"

Gao Shihao turned to the side and looked at this farmer, who in his eyes was just a lucky one.

Chen Yongqiang put the gold bars into his pocket: "In this transaction, I've gotten a good deal from you. Here's something I'll give you for free."

"Oh? What did you say?" Gao Shih-hao asked casually.

Chen Yongqiang took two steps forward: "You can never earn all the money in the world. You have to know when to withdraw."

These words are without beginning or end, more like a vague admonition.

Upon hearing this, Gao Shih-hao's smile faded.

He sized up Chen Yongqiang for a few seconds, seemingly trying to find some trace of pretense on the farmer's face, but only saw a calm and composed demeanor.

Gao Shih-hao ultimately said nothing, letting out a haughty snort before turning and walking towards his car. He clearly hadn't taken Chen Yong-qiang's advice to heart.

Chen Yongqiang stood there, watching the truck carrying the priceless king of fish drive away from the market.

In his past life memories, this coal boss suffered a major setback in the 1990s.

"Anyway, I've already told him. Whether he listens or not is up to him," Chen Yongqiang muttered to himself, and began packing up the stall. The auction price today had far exceeded his expectations.

At this moment, Shen Hongjun walked towards him.

Chen Yongqiang sensed someone standing in front of him and straightened up: "Excuse me, boss, just now..."

"I need your help with something!" Shen Hongjun interrupted Chen Yongqiang.

Chen Yongqiang had no idea what this young master was planning to do: "Tell me."

"Take me to your reservoir to catch a big fish weighing over 100 jin (50 catties). As long as we can catch a big fish, the price is negotiable." Shen Hongjun was very interested in hunting and fishing.

"The Spring Festival is just around the corner, so it's hard to schedule a time. Besides, catching such a big fish is probably a bit difficult," Chen Yongqiang said rather tactfully.

"No rush, I'm busy right now. Where can I find you when I'm done with this?" Shen Hongjun asked.

"My name is Chen Yongqiang, and I live in Shimen Village. You can find my house by asking around when you get there."

"Okay, I'll come find you when I have time." Shen Hongjun said and left with his sister.

Chen Yongqiang didn't think much of it and continued packing. Catching a fish weighing over 100 pounds would require a lot of luck.

The crowd gradually dispersed, but the story of selling a fish for a huge sum of 1,680 yuan was destined to be discussed for a long time in this small town.

"One fish is worth five large brick houses, plus three houses with pigsties!"

"You bet! I wonder where they caught it. Let's try our luck tomorrow."

"Where else could it be? Within a ten-mile radius, Qingba Reservoir is the largest and deepest..."

At this moment, Wang Guixiang and Liang Meie, having finished selling their steamed buns, squeezed through the sparse crowd and came over.

Both of them had barely contained their excitement, clearly having a lot to ask.

Seeing the eagerness on their faces, Chen Yongqiang knew this wasn't the place to discuss things in detail, so he said, "Let's talk about it when we get back."

The two women nodded in unison and quickly helped tidy up the stall. Before long, the three of them returned to the small courtyard where Wang Guixiang rented the stall, carrying their tools.

After closing the courtyard gate, the three of them sat around the small square table on the kang (a heated brick bed).

Chen Yongqiang took the two small yellow croakers out of his pocket and placed them on the table.

Wang Guixiang and Liang Meie's eyes widened, and each picked up a piece.

"This is a small yellow croaker. This is the first time I've ever touched a real one in my life," Liang Meie muttered softly.

"Yongqiang, how much are these two worth?" Wang Gui asked the question that concerned her the most.

Before Chen Yongqiang could answer, Xiao Juan, who had been obediently staying by the edge of the kang (heated brick bed), was drawn in by the adults' mysterious expressions: "Mom, what are you looking at? I want to see too!"

Wang Guixiang casually grabbed a steamed bun and stuffed it into her daughter's hand: "Don't make trouble, eat this bun and then do your homework."

Xiao Juan took the steamed bun and obediently went to sit on the small stool to the side.

Chen Yongqiang relaxed and leaned against the headboard: "If I wanted to sell it now, I'd ask for two thousand, and a lot of people would be scrambling to buy it."

"Two thousand yuan? You mean that strange fish sold for two thousand yuan?" Wang Guixiang only heard the asking price of one thousand six hundred and eighty yuan at the scene, but she did not expect the actual value to be higher.

"You're really something!" Liang Meie's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she reached out and slapped Chen Yongqiang's arm.

If it weren't for Wang Guixiang being right next to her, Liang Meie would have loved to pounce on Chen Yongqiang right now.

The two women each had their own agendas, but they had one thing in common: Chen Yongqiang's ability to make money had completely won them over.

Liang Meie felt this particularly deeply. Before, just selling those miscellaneous fish, she had handled more than four hundred yuan in transactions.

In comparison, the twenty or thirty yuan I earned selling steamed buns today suddenly seemed insignificant.

"What do you plan to do with this money?" Wang Guixiang asked more cautiously.

"I haven't completely decided yet, but I might buy a tractor first." Chen Yongqiang had this idea for a while, and seeing Gao Shihao today confirmed his direction.

"What can you do with a tractor?" Wang Guixiang pressed, unable to imagine what direct connection this piece of metal had to their lives.

"Isn't there a coal mine in the next town? I bought a tractor, so I can go haul coal and make money," Chen Yongqiang explained.

There was another reason: he was also planning to build a house next spring, and having a tractor would make it much easier to transport materials such as bricks, tiles, and timber.

Wang Guixiang put the small yellow croaker back on the table: "I'm going to cook. We have to celebrate properly today."

"I'll help too." Liang Meie put down the gold bars in her hand and stood up.

Chen Yongqiang carefully put away the two small yellow croakers: "You guys go ahead with your work, I'm going to the market to buy some things."

He's been so busy selling fish these past few days that he hasn't had time to buy any New Year's goods yet.

With the Lunar New Year just around the corner, the market is busier than usual, and it's time to buy some new things.

As noon approached, the market was not as crowded as it had been in the morning.

Many stalls were empty of goods, and most of the villagers who came to the early market had gone home with large bags and small packages, leaving only a few scattered customers picking out the remaining items.

In the 1980s, the New Year's goods in rural Northeast China were nothing more than a few common items. Chen Yongqiang first bought a couplet and the character "福" (fortune), as well as the indispensable firecrackers and double-bang firecrackers.

In terms of food, he specially bought a pork carcass to take care of Lin Xiulian, who was pregnant.

I bought more snacks, cigarettes, and alcohol than usual. With my wallet fuller, I naturally felt more confident.

"Grandpa, how much is your big white goose?" Chen Yongqiang walked up to an old farmer's stall.

"Which one do you want? I'll sell it to you cheap." The old farmer stood up.

"I'll take all five of them," Chen Yongqiang said, pointing to the geese in the bamboo cage.

The old farmer's worried expression disappeared: "You want them all? Sure, sure! These geese are all fed with grain by myself, 12 yuan each."

Chen Yongqiang didn't haggle. The usual price was eight or nine yuan each, but it's normal for prices to fluctuate a bit at the end of the year.