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

"It's still uncertain, it might take two or three days." Chen Yongqiang was unsure, not so much about the distance.

Rather, he didn't have enough money on hand, and he didn't know if those two small yellow croakers could be used as cash.

At this moment, Liang Meie brought her two children over to watch TV.

Chen Yongqiang thought to himself that he should take Liang Meie with him when he went to the county town.

He still has about twenty wild boars waiting to be processed in his storage space. Bringing her along will be of great help.

But Chen Yongqiang thought about it again and suppressed the idea.

Taking a widow to the county town and not returning for several days—who knows what rumors will spread in the village? Gossip is bad for everyone.

It's more convenient to act alone, and when using spatial abilities, no one will notice.

Chen Yongqiang raised his glass and said to Qin Shan and Liang Meie, "Uncle Qin, Sister-in-law Meie, I'll be going to the county for a few days, so I'll need your help looking after things at home."

Qin Shan nodded in agreement: "Don't worry, I'll take care of the work in the fields and the affairs of the village."

Liang Meie wanted to go with them, but with so many people in the room, she didn't dare to speak up: "Brother Yongqiang, don't worry about things at home, I'll keep an eye on things."

The next morning, after eating the breakfast prepared by Lin Xiulian, Chen Yongqiang took out his bicycle and went out.

The bicycle bumped along the dirt road in the village, and Chen Yongqiang was thinking to himself:

"This trip to the county town will be a good opportunity to get rid of those wild boars in my space, and also sell the various grains I've accumulated over this period of time."

Buying a tractor and building a house both cost a lot of money.

Before heading to the county town, Chen Yongqiang went to the town and then stopped at Wang Guixiang's house.

It's been almost a month since I last saw her during the Spring Festival. No matter what, Wang Guixiang is carrying his child.

Upon arriving at Wang Guixiang's house, Chen Yongqiang first asked, "Is there anything you need?"

Wang Guixiang looks quite well lately: "I don't lack anything; I haven't even finished eating the food I bought for the New Year."

"That's good. I'm going to the county town; it'll take a few days."

Chen Yongqiang then instructed, "If anyone comes to buy medicinal herbs these next few days, no matter what price they offer, don't agree yet. Wait until I get back."

"Will anyone come to collect it?" Wang Guixiang often worried about that pile of medicinal herbs.

I bought it for a few hundred yuan before the Lunar New Year and have been hoarding it ever since.

"Don't worry, someone will come to collect it."

In Chen Yongqiang's memories from his previous life, around these few days, a medicinal herb company was supposed to open in the town and would be buying up large quantities of wild medicinal herbs.

At that time, I can earn at least several times the profit, and make a small fortune.

After staying at Wang Guixiang's house for a while, Chen Yongqiang continued on his way, riding his bicycle towards the county town.

Having just been reborn last year and activated the system, many things were done hastily, without time for planning.

Now, Chen Yongqiang has finally established himself. This year, he plans to make a big splash and become the first household in Shimen Village to earn over ten thousand yuan.

Of course, the task assigned by the Mountain God is of utmost importance and cannot be taken lightly.

"Our goal from now on is not just to be the richest person in Shimen Village, but to be the richest person in the whole country."

However, Chen Yongqiang was also very clear in his heart that even if that day really came...

This billionaire's wealth must never be made public. The nail that sticks out gets hammered down; once he dons that conspicuous label, endless troubles will follow.

"Don't flaunt your wealth; the ancients already made this clear."

Upon arriving in the county seat, the scene was indeed much more prosperous than in the town. The streets were much wider, and the houses on both sides were more tidy.

There were noticeably more people riding bicycles on the road, and the sound of bicycle bells jingling filled the air.

Chen Yongqiang slowed down, searching his memory for vague recollections of his past life: "The place that sold tractors should be near the newly opened agricultural machinery company in the east of the city."

Following his memory, he found his way to the east of the city and, sure enough, saw a large storefront called "Dongfeng Agricultural Machinery Company".

The entrance was quite spacious, with several wheeled tractors parked on the side of the street, and two hand-held tractors with rotary tillers parked next to them.

An experienced worker in blue overalls was talking to two men who looked like farmers.

One of the two men was older, wearing a cotton hat and an old scarf.

Another, younger man, was holding a cigarette and bending over to look at the front wheel of a wheeled tractor.

Chen Yongqiang first looked around. At that time, the tractors available in the county town were mainly from a few brands:

The Changchun-propelled tractor-28, the Luoyang-propelled Dongfanghong-30, and the Shandong-propelled Taishan-25.

These wheeled vehicles in front of us are "Dongfanghong" and "Changtuo".

"Master, how much does this Dongfanghong tractor cost?" the old farmer wearing a cotton hat asked, pointing to the red tractor next to him.

The experienced mechanic walked over and patted the machine: "This 30-horsepower machine costs 12,800 yuan for the bare frame. If you want it with a plowshare and trailer, it'll cost an extra 1,500 yuan."

"Wow, that's so expensive! Can you make it cheaper? This is money our whole village chipped in," the young farmer said, trying to negotiate.

The experienced mechanic shook his head: "It's a state-owned enterprise, the price is fixed, I can't make a decision on how much less. But if you really want it, I'll try my best to pick one with a good engine and throw in two cans of engine oil."

"If you think it's too expensive, you can consider the walk-behind one, 12 horsepower, with a rotary tiller, it's only 2,600 yuan. It's enough for a few acres of land to grow a vegetable garden."

The old farmer shook his head: "That won't work. Our village has a lot of land, and we also need to run transportation. We don't have enough strength to lift it by hand, so we can't carry much cargo."

Chen Yongqiang then walked over and first looked at the Gongnong-12 hand tractor.

If you're just farming and hauling things, it's really quite useful.

He quickly calculated in his mind: "Two small yellow croakers are worth about two thousand yuan, and there is still a shortfall of several hundred yuan. Once I deal with the wild boar meat in the space, I should be able to make up for it."

The experienced mechanic noticed Chen Yongqiang staring intently at the hand-operated tractor and approached him. "Young man, looking to buy a tractor? Which village are you from?"

"From Shimen Village," Chen Yongqiang replied, continuing to inspect the tractor.

When the old man heard that it was Shimen Village, which was the poorest mountain village in the surrounding area, the polite smile on his face faded.

He concluded in his heart that the young man was probably just there to take a look and couldn't afford to buy anything.

"You can look, but don't touch or mess with it. This metal thing is valuable; you can't afford to pay for it if you break any parts."

Chen Yongqiang straightened up, his face still bearing that polite smile, and said nothing more.

There's no point in arguing with this kind of person. He's already gotten the information he wanted.

After briefly understanding the market situation, Chen Yongqiang turned around and left the agricultural machinery company.

The most important thing right now is to exchange the wild boar meat for money.

"Let's go check out the state-run restaurants first," he decided.

Twenty wild boars—it would take forever to sell them all individually. It would be better to just buy some from restaurants and sell them wholesale.

Although the price will definitely be lower, it saves time and effort.

"Earning less is fine, time is of the essence." Chen Yongqiang hopped on his bicycle and rode towards the center of the county town.