Looking at her distant figure until it disappeared, Zhang Jun walked home with an umbrella.

Hehe, this is a red radiation-proof umbrella, with a few dark peony flowers printed on the umbrella surface, which looks particularly eye-catching against the backdrop of rain. The rain flowed down at the tip of the umbrella, beginning with pearls and ending with a line of water. He turned the handlebar, and the water flowing from the tip of the umbrella swirled outwards and expanded, like a giant trumpet flower. Anyway, he was in no hurry, he walked slowly along the sidewalk, and the thunder and lightning at this time could not interrupt his fantasy.

He's thinking about what happened today, if he hadn't sold this morning, if he hadn't bought decisively in the afternoon, if he hadn't been guided by somebody else?......。 He imagined what he would be like, and maybe he would still be losing money without everyone's help.

The rain kept falling, and the wind became stronger, so Zhang Jun had to use an umbrella to walk against the wind, which had the advantage of not letting the wind discount the umbrella and not get wet by the rain.

He felt a little cold, so he tightened his clothes to keep himself warm, he quickened his pace, and returned home with little effort, although it was only four o'clock in the afternoon, but now it was dark like at night, he took out the phone and dialed his parents respectively, and he was relieved to learn that there were rain gear.

He took off his wet coat and changed into clean clothes and trousers, and suddenly felt much more refreshed, he put his umbrella in the bathroom to dry, and then went to the kitchen to see what ingredients were there, and was ready to learn to make something?

He hung up the fish scales little by little with the back of the knife, although a little clumsy, some slow, but he was very careful and serious, anyway, there was time, ten minutes later, the fish was finally cleaned up by him, he washed the fish and put it in a small basin, thinking about what ingredients should be put in?

Onions, ginger and garlic are necessary, he knows this, and then what? He pinched his fingers to calculate the process that should be done at each step, and after thinking about it, there was no result that could be chosen.

A phone rang, and it was Yang Jiahui calling.

"Hey, are you home?" asked Yang Jiahui in that sweet voice.

Zhang Jun said: "It's here." ”

Yang Jiahui then asked, "Are you wet?"

"It's okay, I've changed into clean clothes and pants. ”

Zhang Jun then asked, "Excuse me, what are the ingredients used for stewed silver carp?"

The other end of the phone giggled and said, "That's stupid." ”

Zhang Jun also smiled innocently and said, "I'm not very good, why don't I pick you up?"

"Beautiful you, I've changed my clothes. Yang Jiahui said.

She continued: "You fry the fish in a pan of oil, then add green onions, ginger, garlic, salt, vinegar, sugar, cooking wine, and more miso and fill it with water. ”

"Oh, thank you, senior sister. ”

"No thanks, you have to taste it, don't be salty, I have to cook too." Yang Jiahui said.

Zhang Jun asked, "What do you cook?"

"Pickles. ”

"Impossible, right?" Zhang Jun asked.

"It's boiling, say tomorrow. Yang Jiahui said. Put down the phone.

Zhang Jun, who was stewing fish in the kitchen, hummed a small tune: Send you to the outside of the village, there is a sentence to explain, although it is already a hundred flowers, don't pick wildflowers on the roadside...... Oooo Don't pick white, don't pick.

According to Yang Jiahui's method, after half an hour, the silver carp was stewed, the taste was not bad, the sauce was fragrant, salty and palatable, and I felt good.

Zhang Jun turned on the computer and looked at the closing situation, although he chased high and bought in the afternoon, but it was still rising when it closed, and he immediately felt very happy.

He picked up the phone and called Yang Jiahui.

"Hey, are you ready?"

"Yes!"

"Jiahui, have you seen the closing?"

"Of course, I'm very happy. Yang Jiahui said.

In other words, at this time, Yang Jiahui was searching for financial news on her home computer, and she had a habit, that is, every day she had to find some time to look at the financial website and Sohu website. ”

She said to Zhang Jun on the phone: "I predict that the stock index will at least exceed 5,000 points this time, do you believe it or not?"

"I think you have a point. Zhang Jun said.

Haha, the two of them laughed happily.

When the parents came home from work, they were very surprised to see the dishes made by their son, you must know that it is the first time that Commander Zhang is so old and has stewed a fish completely!

The parents were surprised and asked, "Why are you so happy today?"

"It's delicious. Zhang Jun smiled and did not answer positively.

My father said: "Today in the unit, they talked about stocks, and there was a worker, peasant and soldier college student, who had also been a shareholder for several years. ”

Zhang Jun asked, "What's wrong?"

The father continued: "This person has a flexible mind and quick responses, and often tells other investors how to analyze stocks, how to operate K-line charts, and how to capture dark horses. After a few years, when people asked him, he always said that he was making okay money. ”

"That's what you earn. Zhang Jun said.

"Once he invited a colleague to drink at home, and he drank too much, and his wife told the truth, and he actually lost money. ”

"Oh....... Zhang Jun just sighed softly.

He understands his father's intentions, so he has to work harder to make real money.

The rain gradually subsided, Zhang Jun opened the window, and the fresh air poured in from the outside, ah! It was so comfortable, every part of his body felt particularly strong, he grabbed his waist with both hands and shook it, and counted silently in his mouth: 1, 2, 3、...... 100。

Then he stretched out his arms and stretched up a big lazy waist, and suddenly felt a lot more energetic, so he made it to the chair, picked up the book "Buffett's Investment Road" that he didn't finish reading yesterday and continued to read. At this time, a book about all Buffett's experience from the beginning of investment to the present, he felt that this was a good book, worthy of serious study, a paragraph in the book made him a little incomprehensible, the book wrote - the stock market is not risky. I value certainty, and if you do, the risk factor means nothing to you. The stock market is not unpredictable, everyone can be a rational investor, and the decision to invest can be summed up in six words: 'simple, traditional, easy'.

He closed the book, closed his eyes and thought quietly, if you buy the most certain company, you will definitely get high profits, what if the market plummets?

He still couldn't explain why.

Re-open the book, continue to read, the book records in detail the various stocks held by Buffett, including the famous Coca-Cola, PetroChina H shares, etc., Buffett said that the principle of investment is actually very simple, the first one, do not fail, the second, always remember the first.

After looking at the clock on the wall for a long time, it was already more than ten o'clock at night, and he opened the window and poked his head out, only to find that the rain really stopped falling.

The summer rain comes and goes quickly, never entangled, never dragged mud and water, just like a famous saying in public places, "Come and go." The dark clouds have long since disappeared, the moon in the sky finally showed half of its face, the blue sky seemed more yellow and bright, he inhaled the fresh air deeply, this air mixed with the fragrance of the earth, mixed with the fragrance of green willows, mixed with the fragrance of grass.......

His parents have already fallen asleep, and Zhang Jun, who is particularly energetic, is happy today, and he is ready to read this book in one go.

The title page of the book has these famous quotes:

Warren Buffett:

1. Investing is not a game where a person with an IQ of 160 will necessarily beat someone with an IQ of 130.

2. "Mr. Market" is your servant, not your guide.

3. Be fearful when others are greedy and greedy when others are fearful.

4. In the short term, the stock market is a voting machine, and in the long run, the stock market is a weighing machine.

5. The price is what you pay, and the value is what you get.

6. Optimism is the enemy of rational investment.

7. I'd rather be vaguely correct than precise.

8. For most investors, the important thing is not what he knows, but what he knows clearly.

9. If you don't want to own a stock for 10 years, don't think about owning it for 10 minutes.

10. For every investment, you should have the courage and confidence to invest more than 10% of your net worth.

He carefully copied the content of these ten articles and pressed them on the upper right corner of the desk, as his motto, and remembered them forever.

As the minutes ticked by, he saw that it was already pitch black, and then he realized that the clock on the wall had pointed to twelve o'clock in the morning.

Then the father came out of the bedroom to relieve himself, and when he saw that the light was still on in his room, he walked in.

He sat on Zhang Jun's bed, looked at his son who was studying hard, and said: "Dajun, the method of reading is step-by-step, familiar and thoughtful. ”

"Yes, I don't have anything to do right now, take your time. ”

His father patted him on the shoulder with concern and said, "I see that you are looking at the sword with a lamp." ”

Then my father continued, "Rest early, don't be too anxious." ”

"Well, early. ”

After his father finished speaking, he walked out.

There was nothing to say all night, and in the early morning of the next day, a few sparrows chirped outside the window, and sometimes even rushed into the house to patrol around before flying out. Zhang Jun was awakened by the sparrow, he rubbed his eyes, looked out the window and thought to himself: I forgot to close the window at night, and the sparrow actually came in.

He thought again: It's still early, let's read a book!

He was half-lying on the bed, the quilt half-covered on his body, holding the unfinished book in his hand, and reading it seriously.

Looking at it, he suddenly felt that his nose was a little sour, it turned out to be a little cold, he rubbed his nose vigorously with his hands, his eyes were wide, and he opened his mouth to carry out his strength: Ahh

At this time, my mother walked in from outside, and muttered, "It rained yesterday." ”

When she walked in, she found the wide open window and said angrily, "Didn't you close the window at night?"

"Forgot. Zhang Jun whispered.

"I'll get you some medicine. Mother lifted the quilt on Zhang Jun's body with her hand and said.