They are all reborn, who will fall in love?

After leaving the Fanhuali community, Jiang Qin went straight to the house.

A three-bedroom apartment of 120 square meters, with the living room on the left and the kitchen on the right, carried almost all of Jiang Qin's good memories.

My mother, Ms. Yuan Youqin, is cooking in an apron. The chopping board should be as loud as possible. It sounds like meat dishes, or the kind with bones.

My father, Jiang Zhenghong, was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper, humming "Clouds of Hometown", his slippers dangling on his toes.

Feeling the familiar warmth, Jiang Qin couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

After drifting deep for many years, I am still a rootless duckweed. The roots that give birth to myself are here, so this is my home that cannot be replaced by any place.

Especially seeing my parents suddenly young, it feels really strange.

"I'm back!"

Jiang Zhenghong narrowed his eyes and glanced at him: "Finished the exam?"

Ms. Yuan Youqin also stuck her head out from the kitchen: "How about it, are you sure?"

"One foot has been put in the door of the focus."

"Stinky boy, you are so full of words, is it true?" Ms. Yuan Youqin looked at him suspiciously.

Jiang Zhenghong was very proud of himself: "It's probably a bit of a joke to dare to say such a big thing. Let me and my father have a good drink tonight!"

Jiang Qin waved his hand and directly refused: "Dad, I have made up my mind. I want to start a business during the summer vacation. I can't waste any time."

"Start a business?"

"It's about making money."

Ms. Yuan Youqin thought for a while: "Then after dinner, you can clean the dishes. You will get five yuan for a bowl, and ten yuan for a pot."

Jiang Qin sighed, but didn't argue: "You can let me wash the dishes, how about giving me three hundred yuan?"

Jiang Zhenghong suddenly raised his head after hearing this: "Is there another good thing? Then I will do it too!"

"Go, go, 300 is enough for me to buy a new set. I don't see anyone giving me 300 for washing pots and dishes every day. Go wash your hands and eat!"

"Hey, this king's business has not yet started, but it collapsed at the beginning."

Jiang Qin sighed with emotion, washed his hands and went back to the dining table to have a meal with his parents.

Before going to bed, Yuan Youqin came out of the bedroom and stuffed five cards of Grandpa Mao into his hands.

In fact, Ms. Yuan also knows that graduating from high school is equivalent to a wild horse running wild, and it costs money to sing with classmates. Before asking him to do the dishes for five yuan, it was just hard-hearted.

Looking at the five hundred in his hand, Jiang Qin felt a little sore in his heart.

Which big entrepreneur's original capital is only 500, but 500 is 500, it's better than nothing.

"Ms. Yuan, you will be the mother of the chairman from now on!"

"It's enough for me to be the general manager. Oh, by the way, I asked your uncle to ask at noon. Are you going to Zhengfang Driving School to learn how to drive in a few days?"

"I'll talk about learning how to drive later. I have some important things to do recently."

Jiang Qin returned to the bedroom with the money, turned on the computer, found Guo Zihang's QQ account, and told him to meet at Zhongxin Street tomorrow morning.

Guo Zihang asked him what he was going to do, Jiang Qin didn't say it directly, but just said that he had five hundred yuan now, and this greedy guy called him brother.

After agreeing on what to do tomorrow, Jiang Qin casually opened Baidu, intending to read news on the Internet, trying to wake up some memories of key nodes such as demolition and renovation, policy changes, stock market status, and market premiums, so as to prepare for making a fortune.

But before the web page was loaded, his eyes stopped on the computer QQ friend list.

Is Chu Siqi's chat box on top?

Jiang Qin moved the mouse over, directly canceled the pinning, locked his own space, and replaced his non-mainstream avatar by the way.

After finishing these, he took a look at his own signature, and in the end, he took a look, and the three rooms and one living room were all picked out.

【I love you, what does it matter to you? 】

It was so embarrassing, Jiang Qin slapped his forehead, quickly deleted it, and wrote a song yesterday instead.

After the signature was changed, Jiang Qin found that Chu Siqi, who had a gray profile picture just now, had suddenly gone online, and her profile picture was still beating, which was obviously a message.

So he opened it casually, took a look, and then turned it off dully.

The other party asked him why he suddenly closed the space, and ordered him to open the space quickly, saying that he would step on the space for him.

Still stepping on space? How many years have I not heard such an ancient sentence, do you want to go to the hall again?

The next morning, the sky was clear and the sun was warm and windy.

Jiang Qin went out by bicycle and came to the pedestrian street on Pingyang East Road.

This street is considered to be the most prosperous commercial pedestrian street in Jeju City. Before the renovation of the old market was completed, it was once a prime location for various hawkers to scramble for. Makes things here relatively cheap.

Because Guo Zihang was thinking about the five hundred in Jiang Qin's pocket, he pedaled so fast that he was already sweating profusely when he arrived at the meeting point.

"Brother Jiang, what are you going to do with the five hundred dollars in your pocket? I haven't been to a bar yet, why don't we try it out!"

"It's useless to talk less, have you seen the uncle who sells boxed lunches? Go and ask how much the boxed lunches are."

Guo Zihang looked in the direction of Jiang Qin's finger, his face paled instantly: "Shall we have box lunch at noon?"

Jiang Qin narrowed his eyes, but didn't say directly: "Go and ask first, don't worry, I won't treat you badly."

"oh."

Guo Zihang walked over sullenly, and asked about the price. In 2008, the price was not too high. There were two box lunches with shredded potatoes, three pieces with minced meat, five pieces of chicken legs and potato shreds, and chicken legs plus Six pieces of poached eggs.

Jiang Qin looked at the time, pondered for a while, and threw two hundred dollars to the boss, telling him not to ask, just do it.

Then he found two cardboard boxes, packed some of the prepared lunch boxes, and brought Guo Zihang to the street of Internet cafes.

Pushing open the door of one of the Internet cafes, Jiang Qin took out a pack of Yuxi bought on the road and handed it to the network administrator, and then began to sell his own boxed lunches. The Internet ignorant people who surfed the Internet all night are very hungry at the moment and do not want to go out to eat. Looking at the food delivered to the door, I immediately became hungry.

Although there is nothing unusual about box lunches, they are better than instant noodles, right?

So, the two yuan sold for four yuan, the five yuan sold for seven yuan, and the six yuan sold for nine yuan. In the end, except for the chicken legs and poached eggs, there were only two boxes left, and all the rest were sold out.

From seven o'clock in the morning to one o'clock in the afternoon, the two went back and forth three times, changed five Internet cafes, and raised the price twice in the middle.

Guo Zihang was so tired that he was panting with his tongue out, and the sweat on his forehead was dripping non-stop.

Jiang Qin's back was also soaked in sweat, squatting on the side of the road while wiping his sweat and counting money.

The 200 yuan lunch box sold for 378, and there were two boxes of chicken drumstick rice left, which happened to be one box for two people.

In fact, he didn't do this to make money, but mainly to clarify his thinking. Now it seems that his thinking is no problem, and money can be made, but the profit point is too thin.

But Jiang Qin is not disappointed, how much profit do you want with a principal of 200 yuan?

It can't be tens of thousands.

He had never done business before his rebirth, and he played such a hand today purely to feel the feeling of making money.

But to be honest, it was a bit of a loss. Yuxi alone gave out five boxes. It took more than 100 yuan to pay, and it took half a day to pay for it. The two of them were as tired as dogs, and they only got more than 70 yuan.

But what if the principal is larger, and what about some valuable things? The doubling of seventy-eight is not bad.

Jiang Qin took out five 10-yuan coins and handed them to Guo Zihang. The Dogecoins stopped crying immediately and shouted thank you bro holding the money.

"Brother, what are you doing tomorrow?"

"Damn it, I'm almost exhausted, so I earned seventy-eight, and I gave you fifty, and the rest is enough to buy a pack of cigarettes."

Jiang Qin was cursing, but he was actually thinking about the first pot of gold in his heart.

Where can I earn the first pot of gold?

Those reborn Dogecoins in web novels can do big business at every turn, but why can’t they do it when they come to me?

It is really impossible to go back and persuade the couple to sell the house and buy Bitcoin and Moutai stocks directly.

At this moment, the bento master came over with a shovel in hand. He stared at Jiang Qin first, then moved over mysteriously, and at the same time handed over a general white.

"How much did you sell for your 200 yuan box lunch?"

Jiang Qin took the cigarette and raised his head calmly: "Four hundred and six."

Guo Zihang was taken aback for a moment, isn't it three hundred and eight?

But seeing Jiang Qin's composed look, he didn't dare to speak, swallowed and lowered his head.