Chapter 68: Harvest
Coming out of the Liulaishun Halal Hotel and taking the bus back to the second grandfather's house, although he was unsuccessful in pretending to be forced in the hotel, Wang Yonghuan's mood was still good. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Also, if you only go out with 200 US dollars, more than 50 yuan. When you come back, if you bring back a lot of dollars, pounds, and Chinese coins with "rhizomes implicated in the same kind", you will be in a good mood.
When I entered the house, I said hello to my second @ grandmother and mother, and told them that they had already eaten lunch and were a little tired now, so they would go back to their rooms and sleep for a while.
With a fox look like he had stolen a chicken, Wang Yonghuan went into the room. After entering the house, I forcefully poured the backpack upside down, and all the harvest inside appeared on the bed. Looking at so many colorful banknotes, Wang Yonghuan's heart is not to mention the beauty.
The bad boy sighed proudly, "That's a lot better than yesterday's achievement!" After all, I exchanged it for a comic book yesterday, and although the comic book is nominally mine, it is actually my second grandfather's. But today is different, it is the fruit of my labor. Today I am both a mental worker and a manual worker, divination is mental work, and hands-on labor is physical work, I am really a perfect combination of two kinds of labor. When it was over, I was narcissistic again and began to praise myself again. Be humble, humility makes people progress, and I still have a lot of room for improvement. ”
I have to say that Wang Yonghuan, a bad boy, has been very different since he was a child, no matter what involves him, he will find out the advantages from it. Even if you can't find a good point, find out the characteristics to praise yourself.
After narcissism, Wang Yonghuan first took out two hundred dollars and fifty Huaxia coins, put them aside, and muttered, "This is his seed, and it can't be counted in the harvest." ”
"The harvest fruit is 16,000 Chinese dollars, 300 US dollars, and other currencies worth ......, etc., I have to find an exchange rate table and calculate it carefully, after all, the profits must be calculated, and there can be no confused accounts, this kind of experience and concept must be established from an early age."
Wang Yonghuan was like a cheerful little rabbit, running to the second grandfather's study next door, rummaging through the desk, and finding a financial newspaper. Ran back to his room, picked up the calculator and calculated it according to the foreign currency exchange rate table for a while.
"Haha, it's finally calculated, according to the official exchange rate, the total amount of these remaining currencies is three thousand six hundred and fifty-three yuan, excluding the thirty-nine yuan for lunch and the nine yuan for the cap for taxis, a total of three thousand six hundred and fifty-three minus thirty-nine, and then nine yuan minus, equal to three thousand six hundred and five yuan, look, how accurate my calculation is."
"Wrong, I forgot to add 16,000, and the final harvest is 19,600 yuan, plus 300 dollars, wow, that's a lot of money. Wait, and add my 8,000 Huaxia dollars and 700 US dollars yesterday, and now my total assets are 27,605 Huaxia dollars and 1,000 US dollars. What do you think? One of the youngest richest people in China was born. ”
Money can really promote the development of productive forces, from this experience, Wang Yonghuan deeply realized that the "money scene" of hard work to cultivate the I Ching, is really "money" has a long way.
In the evening, after dinner, Wang Yonghuan picked up his schoolbag, which contained 10,000 Huaxia coins and 500 US dollars, and then went to the Confucian Temple Old Goods Market to continue looking for the cute fish intestine sword.
Visiting the market this time, Wang Yonghuan obviously felt that his mood was very different from before. In the past, he wanted to see the fish intestine sword in advance, but he was afraid that he would really see the fish intestine sword, why?
Because this kid didn't have any money in his pocket before, he panicked. It's different at this moment, Qian Zhuang is a hero, not to mention the appearance of the fish intestine sword, it is the appearance of the fish intestine knife and the fish intestine gun, Wang Yonghuan is not afraid, this kid is now a rich man.
Wang Yonghuan pouted as he walked, his two emaciated shoulders swayed from side to side, like a majestic big crab, and he muttered, "Big money, rich money, look at my top!" Look at the belt! Look at the pants! Even, it's all the old ones, and I haven't had time to spend money on expensive and new ones. ”
Since the moment Wang Yonghuan became rich, this kid had an idea, that is, he wanted to put a wad of money in his fart pocket, half in his pocket and half outside his pocket, so that he could be very nervous. And if you walk, the kind of brand-new banknotes that "clatter" in your butt pocket.
To tell the truth, Wang Yonghuan, a kid, is still relatively low-key in terms of education and real behavior since he was a child. He has always believed that the most important thing is to be low-key, low-key, don't shoot guns, and get rich.
But from the perspective of the future, this kid also belongs to the kind of person who has a little capital, and he is still the kind that has to be boundless. The appearance of these two diametrically opposed personalities in a person cannot be said not to be a strange phenomenon.
At a class reunion a few years later, a classmate asked this question, and Wang Yonghuan replied like this, "Although I am very low-key and never arrogant, once I am arrogant, it is arrogant and boundless." Low-key is the king, arrogance is grandiose, long-term low-key also needs arrogance to support, a relaxation is the king, which is indispensable. ”
Slowly strolling around the Confucian Temple Old Goods Market, walking and walking, I came to the middle of the market. Wang Yonghuan saw his position yesterday, and there were already people setting up stalls. At first glance, isn't this the middle-aged man who sold comic books the day before yesterday? In his booth, there are no comic books today, just some miscellaneous and dated objects.
Wang Yonghuan walked around the market, but he didn't find any trace of the fish intestine sword, and it seemed that there was no hope today. There wasn't much else to do anyway, so I crouched down and looked at some of the things in the stall in front of me.
The middle-aged man who set up the stall was thin, with a pale face and a pair of wide-rimmed eyes, and he felt like an intellectual in his dress and temperament.
Wang Yonghuan squatted down and chatted while watching, "Comrade, I see that your things are very miscellaneous, why do you have everything?" Do you specialize in this business? Or is it an amateur play? ”
The man with glasses glanced at Wang Yonghuan and saw that he would not be more than twenty years old, thin and weak, and he also wore glasses, which was a little similar to him. smiled and replied, "Little brother, I see that you are still a student, do you like cultural relics?" ”
"Well, I've been exposed to some since I was a child, but I still prefer ancient books or something, and I feel average about other old things, just just look at them casually."
"Well, you also like ancient books, just like me. Ancient books are good, recording the history and culture of China for more than 5,000 years. The culture of our motherland is quite long and splendid, and compared with our Chinese culture, what is their culture? The man with glasses said proudly.