In his previous life, Lin Yifeng was tricked by his first love into going abroad, missing the period of rapid development in his homeland.
He finally managed to amass a fortune of hundreds of...
Bai Yejin's home is in Siyao Town.
Siyao Town has a history of more than 300 years. In the early days, people made a living by firing bricks and tiles. When foreign exchange was generated, Siyao Town began firing kilns.
The kilns in Siyao Town produce a wide variety of items, including large pieces such as Ru ware, Jun ware, and Jingdezhen ware, as well as smaller items such as bowls, teapots, and Jian ware.
You can buy any kind of porcelain (imitation) you want in Siyao Town.
To get from Hebei Vocational University to Siyao Town, you need to take a bus first, then a minibus, and after about an hour of bumpy travel, you still need to walk for about ten minutes to get there.
Carrying Bai Yejin's urea bag, Lin Yifeng arrived at the entrance of Siyao Town. He gazed at the town shrouded in black smoke, then glanced at the slogan at the entrance, his expression serious.
"Bai Yejin, is your Siyao Town not in chaos?"
The slogan on the wall reads: "One pound of gun, two pounds of medicine, two years in prison, nothing more to say."
Back in 1992, before large-scale gun control measures were implemented, Lin Yifeng felt that the slogans in Siyao Town seemed to be telling him something.
"No, no, our town is very safe."
Bai Yejin quickly waved her hand, and once again asked Lin Yifeng for her urea bag, but Lin Yifeng refused again:
"That's good. You lead the way, let's hurry to your house!"
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"Hey, the vocational school student is back!"
"You're back. Aunt Liu, have you eaten yet?"
"Xiao Jin is back. Who is this person behind you?"
"This is my classmate, he came to my house to buy Jianzhan teacups."
A vocational school graduate born in 1992 is highly sought after. Bai Yejin, a vocational school graduate, is quite well-known in Siyao Town. Along the way, Lin Yifeng saw no fewer than ten people greet Bai Yejin.
After following Bai Yejin around for four or five minutes, Bai Yejin stopped in front of a supply and marketing cooperative.
"Lin Yifeng, wait for me a moment!"
"Okay!"
Bai Yejin walked happily into the supply and marketing cooperative, and a little while later, she came out skipping and hopping, carrying a bottle of beverage.
"Hey, you've worked hard carrying the urea bags for me, have some drinks to quench your thirst."
Lin Yifeng put down the urea packet, took the drink, and was surprised to find that it was an iced Coca-Cola.
In 1992, Coca-Cola was considered a luxury item. A bottle of Coca-Cola cost one dollar and fifty cents, which was equivalent to Lin Yifeng's food expenses for two days.
"Too expensive, I won't drink it, I'll return it!"
Lin Yifeng shook his head and refused. Bai Yejin's family was not wealthy, and he could not spend so much of Bai Yejin's money.
The fare from Hebei Vocational University to Siyao Town is only 1.3 yuan, which is less than the price of a bottle of Coke.
Seeing that Lin Yifeng refused, Bai Yejin bit down hard on the bottle cap with her white teeth, and with a "pop," the bottled cola was opened.
"Once you ask, they won't give you a refund!"
Bai Yejin smiled and handed the bottled cola to Lin Yifeng again. Lin Yifeng remained unmoved, and Bai Yejin just held it up.
People coming in and out of the supply and marketing cooperative all turned their attention to him. Lin Yifeng couldn't refuse Bai Yejin, so he accepted the bottled cola.
"Don't buy such expensive drinks next time."
The chilled cola instantly refreshed Lin Yifeng, who had been carrying a bag of urea for a long time. He gulped down half a bottle and handed the remaining half to Bai Yejin.
"Men and women should not touch each other, I won't drink!"
"cut!"
Lin Yifeng gave Bai Yejin a disdainful look. Now you know that men and women shouldn't touch each other, but why didn't you say anything when your arm touched mine in the car?
Lin Yifeng finished the bottled cola in one gulp and returned the bottle to Bai Yejin. Bai Yejin happily returned the bottle to the supply and marketing cooperative.
When she entered the supply and marketing cooperative and made sure Lin Yifeng couldn't see her, she quickly tilted her head back and drank the little bit of cola left in the bottle.
"So this is what cola tastes like. It tastes weird, but it's very sweet!"
After shaking the Coke bottle to make sure there wasn't a drop left, Bai Yejin returned the bottle, took the deposit, and left the supply and marketing cooperative.
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"Xiao Jin is back!"
"Big sister is back! Big sister is back!"
"Big sister, did you bring me anything delicious this time?"
"This must be Xiao Jin's classmate. He's such a handsome young man! Come in, come in!"
"Xiao Jin, sit down. Xiao Sheng, go get your brother some hot water!"
"Xiao Jin, how could you let your classmate carry your bag for you?"
Lin Yifeng received a warm welcome from Bai Yejin's family.
The urea bag on his back was taken off by Bai Yejin's father, while he himself was pulled into the main room by Bai Yejin's mother.
"Dad, Mom, Lin Yifeng has come to see our Jianzhan teacups."
Seeing that her parents' enthusiasm seemed a bit excessive, Bai Yejin quickly reminded the two of them.
Bai Yejin's parents chuckled as they sized up Lin Yifeng.
"I know, I know!"
“The Jian ware is lying in the kiln; it can’t run away.”
"You and your classmate have been on the bus for so long, why don't you drink some water and rest for a bit, have some lunch, and then go see Jianzhan (a type of Chinese porcelain)?"
Seeing her parents say this, Bai Yejin didn't know what to say and could only turn her gaze to Lin Yifeng, letting him make the decision.
"Then I'll have to trouble you, Uncle and Aunt."
Lin Yifeng took out a fountain pen from his pocket and handed it to the child who brought him water, looking apologetic: "I'm so sorry, I came in such a hurry today and didn't prepare anything. All I have is this fountain pen that witnessed my admission to vocational school."
The fountain pen was used by Lin Yifeng to record the price of Jianzhan (a type of Chinese porcelain) and the cost of transportation losses. It wasn't worth much money, but it was quite meaningful.
"This won't do! This won't do!"
Bai Yejin's parents quickly declined, but Lin Yifeng insisted: "The pen isn't expensive, so just let the child accept it. If the child uses this pen to write and study, she'll definitely get into university."
"He doesn't study hard; it would be a miracle if he even finished elementary school."
Although Bai Yejin's parents said that, their smiles never stopped.
Seeing the child skipping and hopping off to write with a pen, Lin Yifeng couldn't help but glance at Bai Yejin.
What exactly did Bai Yejin say when she called home?
Why do I feel like it's a new son-in-law's first visit to his new home?
Are you kidding me? I'm here to buy Jianzhan teacups!
Chinese people value interpersonal relationships and social etiquette. Lin Yifeng planned to make his first fortune through Jianzhan teacups, so he naturally couldn't afford to make things too tense.
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"Let me tell you, Xiaofeng, don't underestimate Jianzhan just because it's small. It's one of the eight famous porcelains of the Song Dynasty. Although our Jianzhan can't compare to the ones used by the emperor, it's not bad either."
"During the period of foreign exchange earnings, my grandfather helped the country earn a lot of foreign exchange by using Jian ware!"
"Our Jianzhan teacups are priced very reasonably. The cheapest Jianzhan teacup is 50 cents each, and the most expensive Jianzhan teacup can sell for 10 yuan."
"It's not that there aren't any more expensive ones, it's just that no one can afford anything more expensive. Most people who buy Jianzhan teacups are buying the ones that cost less than two yuan."
At the dinner table, before Lin Yifeng could even begin to probe for information, Bai Yejin's father told him everything about the price of Jianzhan teacups.
"The price of Jianzhan is cheaper than I expected."
"With my initial capital of forty yuan, I can get at least 40 Jianzhan teacups!"
Lin Yifeng's eyes lit up; he felt that he might have earned more money from his first pot of gold than he had imagined.