"Dad, how much money do we have?" Lu Siqiao remembered that this sand and stone market later developed into a bustling central landmark in City A, with nearby housing prices reaching almost 50,000 yuan per square meter.
"If we pool our money, we'll have about 20,000 yuan. Is there anything you'd like to buy?" Lu Mingqiao didn't mince words and smiled, "Are you thinking of buying a house in the city?"
The price of housing in the city center is about 400 yuan per square meter, and a 90-square-meter house would cost more than 30,000 yuan.
Lu Mingfeng thought he could borrow some money from Cai Ming and then work to pay it back.
"Dad, I want to bid on these fifty acres of land." Suddenly, Lu Siqiao said coldly.
Buy land!
The land here would cost over ten million yuan to acquire, a figure that Lu Mingfeng and his wife could hardly even dream of.
Just when they thought Lu Siqiao was joking, she added, "I'll ask Boss Cai and Grandpa He later."
Lu Mingfeng parked the van on the side of the road, glanced at the entrance, and saw that apart from an abandoned factory, the surrounding area was desolate. Why take a picture?
“We can build factories, plant fruit trees, dig fish ponds, and so on…” Lu Siqiao said excitedly.
Lu Mingfeng and Luo Xiaoxue exchanged a glance, wondering if the child had gone mad.
"Qiaowa, if you want to plant fruit trees, Dad will plant mango trees and pomegranate trees in our yard later. You can plant whatever you want," Lu Mingfeng said tactfully.
Luo Xiaoxue also advised, "Yes, if you want to keep fish, ask your dad to buy you a fish tank."
If Cai Ming and He Zhangzhi heard this absurd request, wouldn't they think Lu Siqiao is out of her mind?
No matter how much they tried to persuade her, the idea of buying soil wouldn't leave Lu Siqiao's mind, and she even showed little interest in going to the flower market.
When they got tired of walking around, Lu Mingfeng suggested eating at a dumpling stall nearby. Lu Siqiao then made an excuse to go to a phone booth and called Cheng Ze to express her thoughts.
Surprisingly, Cheng Ze didn't think she was being unrealistic like Lu Mingfeng did. Instead, he asked her several questions about the future plans for Shashi Market, seemingly quite interested.
Lu Siqiao couldn't possibly say that she had the ability to predict the future, so she could only attribute everything to the father of her classmate from Sunshine Elementary School, saying that he was an economist who had studied abroad and had unique insights.
After a brief silence, Cheng Ze said, "Qiaowa, if you think it's feasible, how about we bid for the land?"
"Huh? What did you say?" Lu Siqiao thought she was hallucinating and asked again, "I didn't hear wrong, did I?"
Cheng Ze laughed heartily, "Qiaowa, I'm serious. I have some money on hand, and instead of leaving it lying around, I'd like to use it to buy property and other assets."
"Wow, Brother Chengze, you're so rich! Can I invest in you?" Lu Siqiao pouted. It was a rare opportunity to make money, the kind that's fleeting, and she really wanted to seize it.
When I grow up, I can lie down and be a carefree landlady.
Cheng Ze was amused by her words, and pretended to be serious, saying, "Then I'll give you 20% of the shares as a reward for saving my grandfather."
"Huh? You, you know?" Lu Siqiao's heart pounded wildly.
The boy's voice was clear and sweet, tinged with a sense of melancholy: "Qiaowa, thank you, you are a benefactor in my life. Without Grandpa, that money would not belong to me."
"I'd rather believe you than give money to those wolves in sheep's clothing." Suddenly, Cheng Ze's voice became even more ruthless.
Lu Siqiao had heard from Cai Ming that Cheng Ze's mother had passed away early, and his biological father and stepmother were in cahoots. They not only subjected Cheng Ze to emotional abuse, but also tried to seize Cheng Ze's mother's property. Fortunately, He Zhangzhi was in good health and was able to protect his young grandson.
Thinking of their shared plight, Lu Siqiao's eyes reddened, and with a girl's unique coquettishness, she comforted him, "Brother Chengze, Qiaowa will grow up quickly, and in the future I will protect you and not let those bad guys bully you."
“Silly girl, how old are you? If anyone should be protecting someone, it should be me protecting you.” Cheng Ze’s voice carried a hint of relief. “Qiao Wa, tell my uncle about the situation of this land and tell him to bid boldly. I support you.”
“Okay, Brother Chengze, you will definitely be grateful for the decision you made today twenty years from now.” After hanging up the phone, Lu Siqiao called Cai Ming again.
At first, Cai Ming also said she was crazy, that it was just a piece of barren land, but when he heard that Cheng Ze was willing to invest, he became somewhat tempted.
"You mean, it was that economist who manufactured the scooter who said this location would become a landmark commercial district in City A?"
"Isn't he a toy maker? Why is he meddling in people's livelihoods?" Cai Ming said, both amused and exasperated.
Lu Siqiao said with utmost seriousness, "Godfather, I can tell you for sure that buying land and houses can really increase their value, and the value will exceed your imagination."
Cai Ming: ...
Damn it, he actually believed it.
After hesitating for a moment, he asked, "How about I take out some money and play along with you two kids for once?"
Lu Siqiao didn't care whether he wanted to invest or not; she asked Cheng Ze where the money came from.
Cai Ming said with a helpless tone, "Aze's mother left him two companies, which amounted to more than 20 million yuan. His father, under the instigation of his stepmother, actually set his sights on the companies. With the help of Elder He, Aze liquidated and transferred the companies, and the money was in Elder He's hands. But the Cheng family is restless and always tries to take over under various pretexts."
"Let me tell you, Aze's stepmother is from the Chen family, and she's come to City A now. I heard she wants to auction something..."
When Lu Siqiao heard about the Chen family, she suddenly realized that the woman who came to find her also had the surname Chen. Could it be such a coincidence?
"Godfather, do you know any auction houses? I want to auction something."
Lu Siqiao gripped the microphone tightly and said coldly.
Cai Ming asked in surprise, "What do you want to auction?"
“Ginseng,” Lu Siqiao said seriously. “I used to dig up a ginseng while collecting firewood in the mountains. I found it and I’m sure I can sell it for a few dollars.”
Cai Ming assumed she had dug up some kind of wild ginseng, which is usually several years old, and patiently coaxed her, "Qiaowa, those auction houses have thresholds; not just anything can be auctioned. Sell the wild ginseng you dug up to your godfather, and I'll give you a few hundred yuan."
"Godfather, don't rush to conclusions. Help Qiaowa find someone to take a look and see if she's valuable. Please, Godfather—" Lu Siqiao called out in a childish voice.
Cai Ming immediately surrendered, and said with a wry smile, "Alright, alright, your godfather will come to pick you up for the auction tomorrow."
The next morning, Cai Ming brought his two sons to Lujia Village. They first had a home-cooked meal before taking Lu Siqiao to the largest auction house in City A.
"Qiaowa, show the ginseng to your godfather so he can have an idea of what to expect."
Unable to contain himself, Cai Ming stopped the car halfway and asked Lu Siqiao.
But when he saw the crumpled ginseng wrapped in old newspaper in Lu Siqiao's hand, he was stunned.
How could a century-old ginseng that Lu Siqiao redeemed with 500 points not be valuable?
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