ryethenovel Chapter 13 Make money, make money!
Chapter 13 Make money, make money!
In just one day, the interior of the room changed completely.
Two skylights were added to the roof, which greatly improved the lighting and ventilation.
The partitioned kitchen area wasn't large, but it wasn't small either.
The stove was set up, and the two iron pots that Shen Zhishou had prepared beforehand were placed on it, fitting together perfectly. Tomorrow, they could start cooking.
After paying for labor and materials, Shen Zhishou had less and less money left in his pocket.
Make money, make money!
Money gives a man courage; how can you do anything without it?
That night, Shen Zhishou thought long and hard, and he actually came up with a way to make money.
Having figured out a way to make money, Shen Zhishou felt much better. He held his fragrant wife beside him and slept soundly.
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The next morning, after Shen Zhishou and Yu Li got up, Yu Li excitedly said that she was going to buy breakfast, and then she went out with a net bag containing a lunchbox.
Shen Zhishou watched Yu Li's retreating figure with a smile, then turned and headed towards the central courtyard.
He was carrying a bucket, preparing to fetch water.
The situation at the Intermediate Court remains the same.
Qin Huairu was busy washing clothes at the tap, while Sha Zhu brushed his teeth beside her. Even with his mouth full of white foam, he would still say a few words to Qin Huairu.
Shen Zhishou simply greeted the two men, took the water, and left.
When he returned to the front yard, Shen Zhishou glanced at the Jia family's side. His keen eyes immediately spotted Jia Zhangshi, who was hiding there and observing outside through the crack in the door.
That's really interesting!
Shen Zhishou was quite curious about just how much Jia Zhangshi distrusted Qin Huairu.
Jia Dongxu is still alive and well!
However, this is someone else's business and has nothing to do with Shen Zhishou. It's just a bit of entertainment in his boring daily life.
Not long after Shen Zhishou returned home, Yu Li came back as well.
Breakfast consisted of fried dough sticks and soy milk, with a little sugar added to the soy milk, making it sweet.
While eating, Yu Li looked up at Shen Zhishou and said, "I'm planning to go to the neighborhood office today to see if I can find any work. What about you? Do you have any plans?"
"Yeah, I'm planning to go out and do some odd jobs for a day. Tomorrow I'll officially start working!"
Shen Zhishou is going to make money today.
The methods he came up with for making money were clearly not suitable for taking Yu Li along.
Shen Zhishou's idea of making money was through shady means, which involved targeting street thieves, who were then commonly known as "Buddha" (a derogatory term for thieves).
To put it bluntly, it's a case of the wicked eating the wicked.
At this time, there are quite a few Buddhist monks in Beijing.
Moreover, they all have their own territories and are backed by local bullies. If anything happens, these people are not to be trifled with.
But Shen Zhishou really wasn't intimidated.
His body, which was modified after he transmigrated, was, in a word, powerful.
In addition, he learned some farming skills from the villagers. With his current physical condition, apart from not having superpowers, he is a simplified version of his ancestors.
Buddha only appears in crowded places, such as train stations, shopping malls, and markets.
After having breakfast, Shen Zhishou dropped off Yu Liqu at the street office where people were waiting in line for work, and then headed towards the Beijing Railway Station.
There are quite a few Buddhist monks in this area, and ordinary people really don't dare to mess with them.
But to Shen Zhishou, these people were simply walking RMB (Chinese currency).
After a brief observation, Shen Zhishou made his move.
The monks' skills were not bad, but compared to Shen Zhishou, they were nothing.
After making his rounds, Shen Zhishou found himself with over three hundred yuan in cash, along with a considerable number of various tickets and certificates.
Then, Shen Zhishou went to the station's freight department and asked if they needed any porters.
If you're going to put on an act, go all the way!
His physique is quite good; in a crowd, he would definitely stand out.
To prevent these Buddhist monks from noticing anything amiss, Shen Zhishou naturally had to consider everything carefully.
There really is work to be done at the freight depot.
Although Shen Zhishou received a large sum of unexpected money, he did not refuse the easy money for the transportation fee.
Shen Zhishou could carry four 100-pound bags of rice at a time as if it were nothing.
This superhuman strength made the section chief of the freight department drool with envy, and he even considered bringing Shen Zhishou to the freight department as a full-time employee.
Unfortunately, Shen Zhishou already had a job.
However, the freight department still treated Shen Zhishou to a free lunch at noon, the kind with meat and all you can eat.
Thanks to Shen Zhishou, a strong man with superhuman strength, the grain that would normally take two days to move was done in one day.
When it came time to settle the wages, Shen Zhishou received five yuan, plus two jin of national grain coupons.
"Hey bro, if you're free on your day off, just come over. I promise you won't be shortchanged!"
Wang Weigong, the section chief of the freight department, really wanted Shen Zhishou to come over here; such a subordinate would be extremely useful.
"Brother Wang, don't worry, I'll definitely come over if I'm free on my day off!"
Shen Zhishou readily agreed.
After all, this money is really easy to earn.
Five yuan a day, that's twenty yuan a month.
This income is equivalent to a month's salary for an apprentice.
When leaving the train station, Shen Zhishou once again swindled those Buddhist monks, making another two hundred yuan and a number of tickets.
Indeed, a horse won't get fat without night grass, and a person won't get rich without unexpected wealth.
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That day, the monks around the train station were in a terrible state.
Their daily income isn't entirely theirs; they are required to pay tribute.
If they didn't have enough money to pay tribute, or if the amount they paid wasn't enough, all they could do was drink a penalty shot.
Shen Zhishou couldn't care less what these people would encounter.
What they were doing was inhumane in the first place, so Shen Zhishou was acting on behalf of Heaven.
On his way back to the courtyard, Shen Zhishou stopped by a state-run restaurant to buy a bag of meat buns and a supply and marketing cooperative to buy a bundle of Beibingyang soda.
When he got home, he saw that Yu Li was already there.
"I'm back!"
"The rice's in the pot, I'll go get it!"
When Yu Li saw Shen Zhishou return, she spoke excitedly.
"Here, a meat bun. Let's heat it up together!"
"And this too, let's each have a bottle tonight!"
Shen Zhishou handed the meat bun to Yu Li with a smile, and then placed the soda on the table next to her.
Yu Li blinked, staring at Shen Zhishou in astonishment, and said, "You...?"
She didn't know what to say.
When he left home that morning, Shen Zhishou gave her most of the money he had on him.
"I went to the train station today and found some work. I made five yuan and have two jin of grain coupons left. Here's what I have!"
Shen Zhishou took out the money he had earned that day from his pants pocket, deducted the money left over from selling steamed buns and soda, and handed it all to Yu Li.
Yu Li became even more agitated.
What kind of odd jobs can earn so much in a day?
She wasn't afraid of living a hard life with Shen Zhishou; she was worried that Shen Zhishou might go astray.
"Good wife, look at this!"
Shen Zhishou simply showed Yu Li the note issued by the freight department to prevent his wife from overthinking.
People these days really have very specific ideas!