I am just a hard-working rickshaw puller, but this magical stock market allows me to have some subtle connections with the head of state whose blessings are in the sky!
If you have money, invest it and treat it as saving money. If you invest in the stock market, you will never move it unless there is a big event in your life. You will never spend it!
I have a family fortune of 1,400 silver dollars, but I still drive a rickshaw. I have a family fortune of 14,000 silver dollars. I stop renting cars and buy my own rickshaw, but I still drive a rickshaw!
When I have a fortune of 24,000 silver dollars, I can buy a lot of foreign cars, pull them myself and hire others to pull them!
Anyway, no matter how rich I am, I will sell foreign cars. The money I need for food, clothing and daily necessities for a day is definitely earned by selling foreign cars, and I will never spend a penny in the stock market!
Because of this determination, he doesn't care at all about all the fluctuations in the stock market. No matter how big the skyrocketing prices are, they can't affect his mentality!
This is really a big skill, and this mentality was completely stimulated by the stock market crash. He will never forget that on the first day, he bought it for 1.5 yuan in the morning, and it became more than 2 yuan at noon.
When he wanted to sell and make a little money and leave, suddenly the stock market crashed down like an avalanche, burying him alive in it, and the sell order became useless!
The torment of that day, the heartbeat of people's hearts that day, were still fresh in his memory!
However, this kid really has great luck. He was controlled by his emotions for only half a day, and then he immediately threw away all distracting thoughts, pretending that the investment did not exist, and honestly pulled a foreign truck to earn daily food, drink and food.
It was really a blessing from his ancestors. It was precisely because he could pick up and put down that he drove a foreign truck honestly for two days. Not only did he not get kicked out of the truck, he also encountered an open confrontation between Fan Biao and Yang Zhi this time!
Seeing his wife Ben'er easily turn into one thousand four hundred silver dollars, this boy strengthened his belief and understood that his investment concept was correct!
He didn't know that this investment attitude was very consistent with the 'compound interest' investment method respected by the investment community in later generations!
Moreover, this kind of investment that closely follows the people with the greatest fortune is also a very simple and effective method that is suitable for Eastern investment philosophy!
These two brushes are the foundation of the chatty coachman's lifelong success. From this moment on, an investment myth in the northern investment circle that has lasted for hundreds of years was born!
And his beginning was just a very chatty rickshaw driver!
The chatty coachman smiled, and he smiled very happily under the moonlight, not because he earned more than a thousand silver dollars, but because his heart suddenly felt at ease!
He finally found the unique skill that can make him rich and happy in his life, which is these two brushes!
A brush is to keep up with the good news. Don’t fall behind!
And the second brush is to work honestly to earn money for food and drink. All investments are the output of compound interest and must not be mixed with life!
Such a person is very scary. You won't feel any change in him at first, but every year he will make a little progress. Look again in ten years, and look again in twenty or thirty years!
One day, he will become a real capitalist. The interest he earns with his abundant capital is already frightening. The interest alone is enough to make the coachman who pulled the cart look up to him!
Investing in life is like a long-distance running race, and what you compete for is endurance rather than speed!
The braised stew stall is full of aroma. A bowl of braised stew comes with two sesame cakes and two taels of soju. This is the coolie's reward after a hard day's work. It only costs more than ten coppers, depending on how much meat you add.
The coachman walked over and saw his companions eating sweetly. He refused their greetings and walked into a small wonton stand at the entrance of the alley.
The thin-skinned wontons with little meat only cost three copper coins. It is true that the meat is a little less, but it has a meaty taste. The hot soup soaks the cold pancakes I brought. Isn't this good? Poor people can't just have two dollars and be rude!
The friends who were pulling the cart together had enough to eat and drink. When the cart was empty and they passed by him, they said with great disdain, "Who do you want to save money for? You pull the cart the hardest every day, and you will suffer yourself if you don't eat or drink later? Really?" Do you think you can make a fortune as a landlord?"
"What's the matter? You still want to save up your wife's money to marry a daughter-in-law who is a lady and can read and write? Hahaha... stop dreaming, you are just stingy..."
"When you fart, shit beans pop out...do you have to eat them too? Hahaha..."
A group of people laughed at him for a long time, and then wandered towards the rented house. They would sleep in Datongbu for a night and earn a day's worth of food tomorrow!
The chaotic boss looked at these people who were talking rudely, and then looked at the young man who was eating with his head down and not refuting a word. He sighed, "Hey... we are all poor people, why should the poor make things difficult for the poor? The family conditions are not good..."
"I'll add more oil, seaweed, dried shrimps, pepper to the soup... You can choose your own salt over there! The soup will have a stronger flavor and the oil and water will make it more delicious!"
"Hey...eat, you'll miss home when you're full!"
The chatty coachman talks a lot to his guests and is the most polite. But when someone bullies him, he can't say a word. He just lowers his head to eat and refuses to argue.
The stock paper in his arms burned his heart. He really wanted to jump up and show off his wealth and slap these people in the face, but he always endured it at the last moment.
Seeing the kind-hearted Boss Chaos cheering him up, he suddenly pointed to the only Shaomai shop not far away and said, "Sooner or later... I... I can be the owner of this unique place, Quanjude!"
"When the time comes... When the time comes, I will focus on your chaotic craftsmanship. I will ask you to go to the back kitchen and make wontons in the shop, and let you be the master chef!"
"Hahaha...hit! Then I'll wait for you to ask me to be a master chef. Can my open-air chaotic craftsmanship still be able to enter a big shop?" The old master smiled.
The coachman buried his face in the bowl of the sea and slurped down the soup, but he thought angrily in his heart, "There will be times when the head of state will be in trouble in the Taihang Mountains! Mr. Fuqing, my boss, will also have days where he will let villains bully him when he has no ambition!"
"I'm still young. This thief, for God's sake, don't bully young people into poverty!"
The distinguished guests in the only place would never have imagined that just outside the restaurant where they were drinking, at the entrance of a dark alley, the future investment god of the north was drinking wontons and swearing secretly!
In this capital city today, the glory of the God of Investment belongs to only one person, that is Fan Biao. Fan Biao has the big head. At this moment, he has reserved the only place to entertain the Shanxi ministers who helped him!
The wine was drunkenly, and Fan Biao refused to refuse anyone who came. He brought out the best Fenjiu from his hometown, and even the best Dasheng Kuituotou wine!
Dashengkui is also the boss of Shanxi merchants and controls the lifeblood of many industries in Mongolia. Every year, a large number of shopkeepers take caravans to Mongolia to do business, and even go to Tsarist Russia!
Every year when the caravan shopkeepers return to the main office to take stock of the New Year, the one with the best performance will be given Fenjiu wine aged for more than eight years by the owner.
Since most of the Mongolian caravans relied on camels to transport goods, all the good wine was put into camel-shaped wine jars to cater for the occasion. This is the famous Camel Head Wine among Shanxi merchants!
Fenjiu that has been aged for less than eight years is not qualified to be put into Tuotou wine jars. Whenever Tuotou wine starts to be drunk, it must be the moment when Shanxi merchants celebrate a big event!
"My lords...today the eldest son of the Fan family pays tribute to the capital master...young and old, here's a toast to the eldest son!"
"Congratulations to the eldest son... mighty!"
Fan Biao's life finally reached his most glorious moment, and he drank a large glass of fine wine with his head raised!
