All the heavens begin with the love in the courtyard.

But they were also very happy, especially Meng Xiaoxing. She knew that her fifth brother was very generous and had treated her like a younger sister all these years. If her fifth brother made money, would he leave her out?

The reason Han Chunming let Meng Xiaoxing collect the money was because he valued her character. Although she loved money and was prone to taking advantage of others, she never dared to take public funds, which was also what Han Chunming valued about her.

Han Chunming took out an account book from the drawer and began to record the accounts. After finishing, he stuffed the money into his satchel, stood up, and called out to the crowd.

"Let's go, let's set off! We'll have a good meal today!"

That afternoon, everyone's mouths were full of oil from eating. Han Chunming was thinking about opening the shop the next day, and he was too tired, so he didn't dare to drink alcohol. He had a meal with the others, and then they dispersed.

Before parting, Han Chunming told Taozi to go home and have a good talk with his parents. Taozi nodded with a complicated expression, then shook his head and said...

"Brother, I want to go back and talk to them after I get my dividend at the end of the month!"

Han Chunming looked at Taozi's stubborn face, shook his head with a smile, took out a bunch of keys from his pocket and threw them to him.

"Alright then, your place from last night is close to here, so you can stay there from now on!"

Taozi didn't refuse and accepted the keys with a smile!

After everyone dispersed, Han Chunming rode his bicycle home. Today was Sunday, and his older siblings would definitely be home. Plus, it was the first day the store started charging, so this would be another small test!

That's how it is for ordinary families. They struggle their whole lives and argue their whole lives for a pittance. Money isn't everything, but it can probably solve 90% of family conflicts.

This shop is so profitable, I wonder what my older brothers and sisters will be up to next!

Han Chunming sighed helplessly. That's life!

Chapter 42: In this world, nothing is more important than "profit".

Han Chunming yawned and entered the courtyard one after the other with Meng Xiaoxing and her sister.

He took down the soup pot hanging on the bicycle. It was originally made for Su Meng's father at noon, but she didn't come to pick it up, so he took it home for his mother to drink.

Han Chunming didn't think much about why Su Meng didn't come; perhaps she didn't want to owe him too much.

I still don't want to get too entangled with myself.

It's best not to try to guess what a woman is thinking!

When Han Chunming returned home, he found that his older brothers and sisters had already come home from get off work and were sitting at the table, just about to eat.

As his mother was carrying the dishes and preparing to put them on the table, she saw the soup pot in Han Chunming's hand, smiled, and quickly told Han Chunming to wash his hands and eat.

There's a saying in Sichuan and Chongqing that goes, "Mothers always love their youngest child."

In the Han family, it was pretty much the same. Han Chunming had caused his mother a lot of worry since he was a child, and his mother was also the most lenient towards him.

When Han Chunming was a child, his mother always cleaned up the messes he caused.

As he grew up, he became quite capable, got into a prestigious university, and married a beautiful wife. He thought he could finally settle down.

But as a mother, it's impossible not to worry when her child graduates and goes to work as a self-employed individual.

Seeing her son working hard from dawn till dusk every day, Han's mother felt a deep affection for him. This son had many shortcomings, but he also had many virtues, the greatest of which was his filial piety.

Drinking a pot of soup every day, without stopping, has actually made Han's mother feel much more energetic after drinking it for a while.

Han Chunming washed his face, put his bag into the room, walked up to Qi Siqiao, looked at Qi Siqiao's slightly protruding belly, and gently touched her belly through her clothes with a tender expression.

Qi Siqiao leaned against Han Chunming, looked up and met his gaze. The couple smiled at each other, everything understood without words.

With his mother and wife by his side, Han Chunming felt that this was the most comfortable state of his life.

Everyone sat down to prepare for dinner. The whole family filled a large table, making the room feel a bit crowded.

Although it was cozy, Han Chunming still felt that there was no private space, it felt particularly crowded, and many things were inconvenient.

Every time my siblings and I come back with their kids, the noise they make is indescribable.

The two sisters, Meng Xiaoxing and Meng Xiaozao, had just eaten out with Han Chunming, so they didn't sit at the table yet. Instead, they told Han's mother and went to the courtyard to do laundry and chat.

Looking at this large family, Han Chunming thought to himself that once he made some money, he would buy a larger courtyard house, the kind with its own entrance.

The properties left by Master Huang were all too small and dilapidated, not as good as the place I have now.

Although it was possible to buy and sell real estate in the 1980s, it required notarization and involved extremely complicated procedures.

In rural areas, transactions are usually guaranteed by elderly villagers who sign and affix their fingerprints. In big cities, however, writing a contract and getting it notarized takes at least a month.

Huaxia was only able to truly enter the commercial real estate transaction market in the early 1990s.

Many people say that houses were cheap in the 1980s, but this is actually a misconception. In retrospect, they were indeed cheap. Nowadays, you can buy a two-bedroom, one-living room courtyard house with a small courtyard in Beijing for 5,000 yuan.

For people in later generations, five thousand yuan is a month's salary, but in this era, an ordinary worker only earned forty-odd yuan a month. Five thousand yuan would take ten years of hard work without eating or drinking.

For ordinary people, this is undoubtedly an astronomical figure, so let alone cheap houses.

In places like China, in any major city with a large population, housing prices are always unimaginable dreams for ordinary people, regardless of the era.

Han Chunming sat down, served his mother and Qi Siqiao a bowl of soup, and then said to everyone with a smile.

"Xiaoxing and I have already eaten. You all continue eating. I'm going to take a shower and get ready for bed!"

When Han Laoda saw that Han Chunming was about to leave, he quickly called out to him.

"Xiao Wu, don't go yet, I need to ask you something!"

Han Chunming glanced at his elder brother, then helplessly sat down again, thinking to himself that what was bound to happen would eventually come!

Han Chunming sat down, gave an awkward smile, and waited for his elder brother's question.

The other siblings probably guessed what was going on and all took a liking to Han Chunming.

Boss Han cleared his throat and asked in a seemingly casual but somewhat serious tone.

"Xiao Wu, your soup shop probably isn't giving out free soup today, is it?"

Han Chunming smiled and nodded.

Han Laoda glanced at his mother before continuing to ask.

"How's business?"

Han Chunming almost laughed. His older siblings had invested a few hundred yuan in him, and they were worried that his business would fail. They were also worried that if they asked too many questions, their mother would scold them. So they had to see what their mother thought first.

Fortunately, Han's mother was carrying the soup and seemed to ignore the group at all, but Han Chunming knew that his mother was also concerned about this matter.

Han Chunming cleared his throat, suddenly wanting to play a trick on the group, and then said with a guilty look.

"Business is so-so, it's only the first day. It'll get better after a while!"

Han Chunming's words made the group's hearts skip a beat, and Sister Han hurriedly asked.

"Wu Zi, I've told you before, you can't do this business, you can't do it, but you just won't listen to your sister. If you don't have any business right after opening, how can you expect to do well in the future?"

Han Erge himself hadn't invested any money, but seeing his eldest sister's eagerness, he immediately spoke with a hint of schadenfreude.

"Xiao Wu, I knew it! Look at this day and age, how many people would spend money to drink soup outside, and it costs a dollar a bowl? How many suckers can you rip off a day!"

Seeing the expressions on his older siblings' faces, Han Chunming sighed. Just as he was about to explain, Xiao Xing rolled up her sleeves and walked into the room, calling out to everyone in a boisterous manner.

"Business was great today, we made over six hundred yuan!"

As soon as Meng Xiaoxing said this, the room fell silent. Han Erge suddenly lost his grip on his chopsticks and they fell to the table with a thud.

Even Han's mother looked up at Meng Xiaoxing with a surprised expression.

Seeing everyone's expressions, Meng Xiaoxing glanced at Han Chunming's helpless expression and thought she had messed up, so she quickly smiled awkwardly.

"I'll just grab a bar of soap, you guys keep eating! Keep eating!"

With that, he ran off!

Now, everyone's eyes turned to Han Chunming, and Han's mother was also unsettled, shouting at Han Chunming.

"Wu Zi, what exactly happened? Tell Mom quickly!"

Han Chunming smiled helplessly and said.

"It's just like Xiaoxing said. Business is pretty good. We sold over 600 today and should make over 300 yuan!"

The impact of three hundred yuan was too great. Sister Han suddenly stood up, her face filled with disbelief, shock and joy. She then asked Han Chunming with a solemn expression and a hint of pleading.

"Xiao Wu, is what you said true? You really earn more than three hundred a day?"

Han Chunming nodded and casually addressed the crowd.

"We weren't prepared enough today, otherwise we could have sold an extra two hundred yuan. Once things are sorted out in the store, I estimate we can sell around a thousand yuan a day at most!"

Everyone was utterly shocked. A thousand dollars! This was in 1982! It was an astronomical sum, a number that ordinary people wouldn't even dare to dream of.

The impact of a household with 10,000 yuan in that era was greater than that of a millionaire in later generations, because in later generations everyone could make money by doing business.

With the added publicity and the online perception that everyone has tens of millions of yuan, people feel that there are rich people all around them.

In that era, everyone was poor, and the example set by the very few who became wealthy was far more powerful than that of later generations.

At this moment, Han's mother's heart was also racing. She quickly stood up, walked to the door, looked outside, and seeing that there were no neighbors passing by, she hurriedly called Meng Xiaoxing and Meng Xiaozao, who were washing clothes in the yard, back to the house.

Xiao Xing and Xiao Zao were a little puzzled, but they still rolled up their sleeves and went into the house.

Once inside, Han's mother quickly closed the door, then turned around and addressed the people inside with a serious expression.

"You all heard what Wu Zi just said, right?"

Everyone nodded, but Xiaoxing and Xiaozao still looked completely bewildered.

Han's mother remained serious and continued speaking.

"None of you are allowed to talk about how much money the Five Sons made outside from now on, do you all understand?"

Upon hearing their mother's words, everyone exchanged glances and nodded solemnly.

Wealth should not be flaunted; this is a lesson learned through blood and tears by the Chinese people over thousands of years. Envy and jealousy exist in every era, especially in this era when the policy has not yet been fully implemented.

Seeing his mother's serious expression, Han Chunming also slightly suppressed his smile. He understood his mother's purpose in doing so. Although he was capable of protecting this wealth, he knew that it would inevitably cause his mother to worry.

In a few more years, when there are more wealthy people in China, people will be less cautious about their wealth.

That's when the new term "flaunting wealth" re-emerged on the historical stage.

Although everyone had mixed feelings at this moment, they would still listen to what Han's mother said.

Soon, the Han family continued eating, and the two sisters, Meng Xiaoxing and Meng Xiaozao, continued doing laundry.

However, Han's mother specifically instructed the two children, especially Meng Xiaoxing, that this girl loves to talk too much, and that they must not go around saying how much her fifth brother was sold for.