Xiang Nan then gave Chunming 20,000 yuan.
Chunming added the ten thousand he had saved and secretly sent it to Su Meng, curing Su Jingxuan's heart disease.
When Cai Xiaoli and Yang Huajian heard about this, they both called Chunming a fool.
Su Meng looked down on him for so many years and was unwilling to talk to him. He rushes to give money to others, which is really a shame.
"What's so good about Su Meng? Isn't Chunming stupid?" Cai Xiaoli said angrily.
"This kid Chunming is really poisoned by Su Meng. He gave up a good opportunity to make money and used the money to treat others. The key is that they don't look down on him at all." Yang Huajian also regretted.
This time he went to the south to load goods, and he was sure to make a lot of money. But Chunming used the money as medical expenses, and it was a pity that he missed this opportunity.
"Hey, stop talking. You don't know Chunming. I know that he has liked Su Meng since he was a child. Su Meng has taken root in his heart. In this life, I have seen him fall in love with her. ." Xiang Nan waved his hand and said, "Forget it, let's not talk about him. When will you go to the south?"
"We will leave in two days." Yang Huajian nodded, "I have already informed the school and asked for half a month's leave."
"Okay." Xiang Nan nodded, "Then you have a safe journey."
…
In September, Yang Huajian set off for the south.
Half a month later, he returned to the capital with the first batch of goods.
Products produced in the south are now particularly popular in the north. For example, electronic watches, jeans, calculators, televisions, sunglasses, leather shoes, suits, etc.
As long as there is approval, as long as it is reversed, there is no need to worry about selling. And the backhand is several times, more than ten times the profit. For example, the ex-factory price of electronic watches in the South is only ten yuan, but when sold to the north, they can be sold for one hundred yuan.
Therefore, when Yang Huajian made this trip, the goods worth 300,000 yuan changed hands in Beijing and became 1.8 million yuan, which shocked Cai Xiaoli.
She didn't expect that she could make so much money.
Ten years ago, I went to the countryside to join the queue and worked hard, but I could barely have a few yuan left a year.
Now, in half a month, 150,000 has turned into 900,000, which is like a dream.
In fact, Xiang Nan knows that this is because the current market is not standardized.
Private business is regarded as speculation and is subject to severe crackdowns. Only those with connections like them can have smooth communication, and naturally it will be easy to make money.
In ten years, after the market is completely opened, if you want to make money like this, there will be no way.
…
Chunming was a little surprised when he heard that Yang Huajian could make so much money from a trip to the south.
"Chunming, if you hadn't given Su Meng your 10,000 yuan, you would have 60,000 yuan now." Xiang Nan said regretfully for him.
Chunming was stunned for a moment, then smiled and scratched his head, "It doesn't matter, I don't regret it, buddy."
"What, Su Meng agreed to marry you?" Xiang Nan asked curiously after hearing this.
"Not yet, but we have reconciled." Chunming smiled proudly, "Yesterday, we went to the Temple of Heaven Park. She told me personally that she liked me."
Xiang Nan curled his lips when he saw the happy look on his face.
A household worth ten thousand yuan in 1982 was so valuable. For three to four hundred yuan, you can get a good wife. Chunming took 30,000 yuan, but only got the sentence "I like you" in exchange. It's really too cheap.
But forget it, he likes to be a licking dog, who can stop him.
"Seriously, I'm going to open a restaurant, what do you think?" Xiang Nan asked again.
In 1980, the first private hotel was opened in Yanjing City. As soon as it opened, it was packed with guests and business was booming.
The government also encourages the recovery and development of the individual economy. In 1982, as a supplement to socialist public ownership, the individual economy was also written into the constitution.
As a result, by the end of 1982, the number of private restaurants in Beijing had rapidly expanded to more than a thousand.
But even so, it still cannot meet the needs of the masses.
You know, in 2020, the capital's population was about 20 million, but there were 210,000 restaurants. And now the capital's population is as high as eight million. A thousand restaurants won't be enough, and it won't be enough if the population increases a hundred times.
Therefore, Xiang Nan knew that he would definitely make money by engaging in catering.
"Okay, of course I can open a restaurant." Chunming nodded, "To be honest, I want to open a restaurant."
"Okay, I'll take you one." Xiang Nan nodded and said, "Let's open a hotpot restaurant. I guarantee it will be popular."
When you open a hotpot restaurant, you don't need to hire a cook. You just need to find a few cutters who know how to cut mutton slices. Moreover, hot pot is also easy to open a chain store. If one restaurant becomes popular, a new one will be opened immediately.
As long as the management is in place, the taste will be similar and the same will attract customers. Unlike stir-fry, it relies heavily on the skill of the cook. If the cook is not good, then the restaurant will be useless.
"Fire can make fire." Chunming nodded and said. Old Yanjing people love to eat shabu-shabu. Donglaishun, Zhengyanglou, Jubaoyuan, Manfulou and Fengzeju are all famous time-honored restaurants.
Xiang Nan opens a shabu-shabu restaurant. As long as the goods are genuine, clean and delicious, the business will be sure to be successful.
"But the key is that I don't have the capital." Chunming explained, "I can't just buy dry stocks."
He knew that Xiang Nan was a good friend and was willing to take him to make a fortune together. But the more so, the less he can do anything unconscionable. Use other people's kindness to benefit yourself. He, Han Chunming, can't be that kind of person, nor can he do that kind of thing.
"So, you should have borrowed 30,000 yuan from the beginning and given the 10,000 yuan to Yang Huajian. In this way, you would earn 60,000 yuan, pay me back 30,000 yuan, and still lose 30,000 yuan, and you would have the capital to open a restaurant." Xiang Nan curled his lips and said, "Well, I remember you also have a few antiques. You give them to me and I will lend you 20,000 yuan. When you make money, you can redeem them. How about that?" ?”
Chunming was stunned for a moment, thought about it carefully, and then nodded, "Okay, then it's settled."
…
Later, Chunming brought Xiang Nan a few treasures from the bottom of the box.
When Xiang Nan saw it, he was really unambiguous. Zhao Mengfu's paintings, Qiu Ying's calligraphy, Zheng Banqiao's bamboos, Qi Baishi's shrimps, Zhengde's copper incense burner, Kangxi's jade Ruyi... these things, in another forty years, every one of them will be Ten million level.
"Chunming, you really collected a lot of good things." He said with admiration.
"Brother, I have been walking around the streets all these years. I have suffered so much and endured so much fatigue before I found these treasures." Han Chunming also said with emotion.
The reason why he doesn't pay attention to food or clothing is because he puts all his energy and brains into collecting antiques, so he doesn't care about the appearance at all.
Just like Bole's evaluation of Jiufang Gao's horse, he gets the essence and forgets the roughness, and he forgets the outside when he is inside. See what you see and don’t see what you don’t see; see what you see and leave what you don’t see.
Su Meng just looked at Han Chunming's clothes and felt that he was worthless and undignified. She was unwilling to talk to him and was really superficial.
"Don't worry, I will keep them for you temporarily. When you make money, you can redeem them all." Xiang Nan said with a smile.
Chunming nodded. He regards these antiques as more important than his own life.
