Xia Chunfu couldn't help but lecture Xia Ruzheng about living a good life after getting married, and Xia Ruzheng agreed to all of his words.
After returning to the bride's parents' home, the newlywed life officially began.
The newlyweds plan to do business. Xia Chunfu knows about it, but the two elders of the Wen family are still unaware of it. It would be more appropriate for Wen Zhichao to talk to the two elders about this matter, so that they don't think that the new daughter-in-law is instigating their son to go far away and do something immoral.
Xia Ruzheng had adapted to life in the Wen family. The Wen family hadn't split up yet, but they still lived their own lives. Besides shared farmwork and meals, everything else was done separately. For example, each wife did her own laundry, to prevent the clothes from getting mixed up. It would be embarrassing if a younger sister-in-law washed her elder brother-in-law's clothes. When they earned money, they gave a share to the elders, who naturally contributed to the communal fund. Favors from adults, the children's tuition, and the like were all covered by the communal fund. Everything else was their own. So even if Xia Ruzheng and Wen Zhichao's family had some money, the other sisters-in-law couldn't say anything.
Wen's mother-in-law wasn't as shrewd as Xia Ruzheng's mother-in-law, Chen. But she was more willing to delegate power and not interfere in her children's affairs, which made Xia Ruzheng feel relieved. Newly married, everything was new, and it was inevitable to compare it with her past life. The more she compared, the more she felt she was lucky in this life.
After returning home, Wen Zhichao finally confessed his secret fund.
Even though Xia Ruzheng had prepared himself mentally, he was still shocked by Wen Zhichao's small treasury.
Back then, there were no banks, let alone funds, stocks, futures, or anything like that. Money wasn't worth much, but it would only get more valuable. No wonder Wen Zhichao was so generous last time. There were probably a dozen or so aunts and wives there, and he gave each of them five yuan, so he spent nearly a hundred without blinking an eye.
Xia Ruzheng was secretly happy, he didn't expect that he would marry such a big baby.
"Tell me the truth, where did you get all this money?"
According to the confession, a portion of the money was kept by his brother. Wen Zhichao said that he could not keep all the money in his hands.
"I got it all by some means. I took some risks before, but now I don't do it anymore."
In the past, taking risks meant engaging in business—speculating and profiteering! Bartering has existed since the dawn of humanity; it's impossible to completely ban the trade of goods, so Wen Zhichao and his friends engaged in it covertly, fortunately undetected. They'd originally exchanged a lot of food coupons, cloth coupons, and the like, but now, seeing they'd soon run out of them, they were trying to convert them into cash.
Hey! This guy really loves business.
"Those food coupons and cloth coupons, save a little bit, they might be worth a lot of money in the future!"
Later, food and cloth coupons became collectors' items, their prices rising day by day. They might not seem particularly alarming at the beginning of the next century, but after a few decades or even centuries, wouldn't their value multiply? Anyway, if I exchanged them now, they would only be worth about the same as their face value. Since I had plenty of money to spend, I might as well hold onto them and wait for the price to rise. Although Xia Ruzheng's past life was wasted, he knew that things that faded into history would eventually become historical witnesses. Once connected to history, their value could no longer be measured by ordinary market rules.
Wen Zhichao listened to his wife's words and agreed.
According to Wen Zhichao, when the city was in chaos, he took advantage of the situation to hide a few things. They looked pretty good, but he had never studied archaeology or anything like that, so he just collected some things based on his feelings and preferences.
Xia Ruzheng was shocked when she heard this. Oh my god, this is incredible. From the description, it's definitely an antique! Xia Ruzheng hadn't heard of the saying "gold in troubled times, antiques in prosperous times", but she knew that after Huang Zhong gave gifts to his superiors, people no longer cared about money or bank cards. Instead, they cared about antiques and artworks, the rarer the better.
Xia Ruzheng suddenly felt that even if he just worked honestly in the countryside for these years, he would be able to become a rich man in the future!
But Xia Ruzheng was unwilling to stay in this village and do farm work day after day. With money, he would be more confident. Of course, he had to seize the opportunity to give it a try so that his life would not be in vain.
One day, Xia Ruzheng was hanging clothes outside when she saw her mother-in-law, Mrs. Li, waving at her and saying, "Zhengzheng, come here. I have something to ask you."
Xia Ruzheng said, "Wait a minute, Mom. I'll hang these clothes up and come back."
After finishing his work and wiping his hands, Xia Ruzheng went to the fire room and poured a cup of tea for Li. Li was quite satisfied with this small detail. His daughter-in-law was capable and considerate, which was indeed a good thing.
"Mom, what do you want from me?"
Mrs. Li asked Xia Ruzheng to sit down and said, "Chaochao told us something, but he didn't explain it clearly. I want to ask you something."
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