sailing in that era

Chapter 11 Where is the road
"Auntie, I knew your family would be successful, but I guessed it right."

"That's right, although Jingui doesn't like to work, he has a flexible mind! I think your house is the best in our village."

"God! This house is too white! Living in a house like this is really a dream come true and won't change even if the gods come!"

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Peng Baili looked at a group of villagers who complimented his mother, and secretly sighed in his heart, it is good to be rich!
Mother Wang Xiu's face is full of smiles now, and she is no longer frowning like a few months ago. Although this period of time is very hard, she is always smiling every day.

"Mom, where is Erbo's family? Why didn't you come?"

"Is their family embarrassed? Now they will hide from me when they see me!"

When my mother spoke, she was a little proud, and she looked at Peng Baili softly, and she was really 120 satisfied with him.

After the family moved into the new house, my father couldn't sit still at all. Now he is very self-motivated and wants to make a career out of it.

"Xiu, I'm going to go around the county tomorrow to see if there are any suitable stores, and I can also buy some chestnut materials to try on my own and see if I can make it."

"Jingui, can you wait for a while, don't we have to build a well?"

"Don't worry too much about the well. As long as you cook for the craftsmen at home, they can do everything else. You don't know that money is flowing like water now. If the well is repaired, the family will spend at least half of it. It’s impossible to save money without finding some income.”

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Peng Baili is also in favor of his father going to the county to start a small business. Now the private economy is slowly opening up. Although the spring breeze has not blown to this small county, it will not take any risk to do such a thing.

He saw his mother worried about his father going to the county, so he said.

"Mom, just let dad go. Aren't we three brothers involved in family matters?"

"Yes... ah, Xiaoxiu, it's not like you don't know what's going on in our family. You can't support yourself by doing farm work. The only way out is to go out."

While grandpa was baking on the small stove, he still had a rock candy in his mouth, and he was a little knotted when he spoke. His favorite snack is rock candy. Whenever he has stock at home, he likes to take one and put it in his mouth.

After hearing this, her mother agreed, and a few days later, her father went to the county. Peng Baili also specifically told him that the store he chose must be opposite the Experimental Middle School. He knew that there was currently the largest concentration of people there.

Even decades later, it will also be a bustling street in the county, and students from several schools will gather in that short period. If possible, they can make a few appearances to make money.

"Student Baili, it's gone. You are really amazing. You have read my half-year ration."

Liu Chun spread her hands helplessly, for someone to borrow extra-curricular books from her again, there was really nothing to borrow.

It was a pity for Peng Baili after hearing this, it was too difficult!
Is it so difficult to borrow some books?
It was reality that blocked his desire to learn!
During this time, he looked around for books to read. He read all the martial arts novels his father kept at the bottom of the box, and borrowed extracurricular books from the boys in the village.

In fact, there are not many, and I just read dozens of extracurricular books.

But he felt that his literary accomplishment was gradually improving. Didn't he see that every time the Chinese teacher assigns students' compositions, are his compositions all model essays?

Liu Chun also admired someone who was good at studying. She had been studying in the village for more than a month and knew a lot about the situation in the class.

It can be said that there are basically no people who want to study hard. Everyone is just dawdling, and even the teacher is in a state of stocking the students. In this state, those who really want to learn a few knowledge will be led astray.

"I see that you write and draw in your notebook every day. Are you writing a novel?"

Liu Chun is very curious about what someone does on his laptop in his spare time every day?
"I'm recording every day between us!"

"I'm worried that one day you will suddenly disappear, so I have something to commemorate."

Peng Baili said half-jokingly.

After hearing this, the pure girl blushed and felt a little sweet in her heart. "You're lying, I'm going to study here for three years!"

When Peng Baili chatted with Chun Meizi, it was when other students were envious and jealous.

"I see, the only flower in our class is about to be picked!"

"I don't think it's possible. The status gap between them is too great. If Banhua returns to the province one day, someone will be miserable."

"It's so miserable, isn't there still more than 30 of us girls, and the class leader can choose at will."

"cut!"

Many boys couldn't help feeling sour when they heard what the girls in the class said.

So sour!
For more than a month, Peng Baili was in the dominant position in the class, because he communicated with other female students with humorous and witty dialogues, which made them feel very comfortable. Besides, his grades were very good, so it was hard to arouse the girl's favor. Disaster.

When Peng Baili heard Chunmeizi's words in the morning, he had an idea to write a novel!
He really hasn't considered this matter, but now that he thinks about it, he might really be a bit messed up.

Because he is too young now, there are actually very few things he can do.

The most important thing is that I have no money, and it is difficult to move without money.

He still remembered the last time he went to the county, he wanted to buy an 80-year-old monkey ticket for collection, but his father disagreed, thinking that it was a waste of money.

For this, he had to give up the future 100 million!
pity!

Heartache!

The things he recorded in his notebook now are all wealth codes, and many things are outlets for making money in the future.

He was worried that he would accidentally forget when the opportunity came, so he created a recording method that only he could understand to write it down.

It's just that when he thinks of writing a novel, he doesn't know what to write?

If you write too much these days, you will be invited to talk, or you will be squatting.

There is also the problem of conforming to the trend of the times. It is more difficult to ask him to write a fantasy, or to cultivate immortals. The original should not be too simple, at most he can learn from the books of the great gods in the future.

But at this stage, if it is written out, it must be thankless.

In addition, writing martial arts novels is not in line with his current age and personality.

12 years old, 12 years old!

Still a kid, isn't it funny to play martial arts?

Thinking of countless time travel masters using "Kunlun" to make their first pot of gold, but he couldn't.

He felt as if he had lost hundreds of millions.

So sad!
He couldn't even bring himself to be in the mood when a pure girl chatted with him.

Finally he thought of children's novels.

Alas, I can only be coquettish and cute, and see if I can create a children's book and make some extra money!

(End of this chapter)