Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

After a small meeting, the door opened in response.

Half-closing the door, Wen Hui asked in surprise: "Why are you here?"

"Um?"

Zhang Xuan was stunned for a moment, then asked: "Don't you welcome me? That's okay, I'm leaving."

With that said, Zhang Xuan turned around and left.

Seeing that he was really about to leave, Wen Hui smiled brightly, stepped aside and said, "Come in and sit for a while."

Zhang Xuan stared at her eyes for a while, and then said: "Be nice to me next time, otherwise I won't bother to give it to you if someone else brings you something."

Wen Hui pouted slightly, bent down to pick up a pair of sandals, put them at the door, and hurried to the kitchen.

But before leaving, I still invited him very politely: "We'll have lunch soon. Do you want something to eat? I'm trying new dishes today."

The smell comes from the kitchen, it’s very fragrant…

Is it a goose? Is it meat?

Or is it both goose and meat?

Looking at the sandals at the door, Zhang Xuan remembered that these shoes were prepared for him by Zou Qingzhu when summer came.

I just didn't expect it to be used.

After thinking about it, he changed his shoes and went in calmly.

Everyone is friends, and Wen Hui is not a fool, so it doesn't seem to be a big deal to avoid her like this.

Besides, I haven't dreamed about her for a long time, which proves that my heart is open.

With this in mind, Zhang Xuan put the KFC on the dining table and followed him to the kitchen.

As a foodie, once you smell something, you can’t control it.

"What kind of dish is this?"

After staring at the crystal-clear and beautiful flesh for a while, Zhang Xuan became greedy and couldn't help but ask.

Wen Hui said: "Crystal meat."

Zhang Xuan asked: "Which part of the pig is it made from?"

Wen Hui replied: "It is a dish made with pig's trotters and shredded ginger as the main ingredients."

"I'll try it." Zhang Xuan took out a pair of chopsticks and immediately wanted to try it.

Unexpectedly, Wenhui took the spatula and opened the chopsticks without saying anything or explaining.

Zhang Xuan frowned, looked at her, and tried his chopsticks again.

Wen Hui smiled, but ruthlessly opened the chopsticks again, but this time she spoke out to clarify her doubts:

"Every time I try a new dish, I have to respect my ancestors first. Just wait."

Zhang Xuan asked curiously: "Is this the tradition of your literary family?"

"Yes." Wen Hui responded softly.

Hearing this, Zhang Xuan was immediately relieved.

Glancing at the boiling casserole, he asked again: "What's in this?"

Wen Hui took a look at the casserole and said, "Three sets of duck, pigeon and duck are the main ingredients."

When he heard it was duck, Zhang Xuan's eyes widened, "You really know how to enjoy it. It's so good to eat at home alone."

Wen Hui smiled knowingly and didn't say much more on this topic. Instead, she asked, "Where are the two actors? Didn't they come with you?"

Zhang Xuan opened the lid of the casserole, looked at it, and replied, "Shuang Ling has something to do at home and won't be here for a few days."

Then he asked: "When can I eat it?"

Wen Hui said: "I'll be ready soon."

"You also said right away just now."

"almost done."

"How long does it take now?"

"About ten minutes."

"..."

Zhang Xuan put the lid back on the casserole again.

Wen Hui asked him: "Did you see Qingzhu today?"

"Yes, in front of KFC."

As he spoke, Zhang Xuan became interested in gossip: "She is with a boy. Is that her boyfriend?"

Wen Hui looked at the food in the pot and answered him: "It seems not yet, but I have been pursuing Qingzhu."

Zhang Xuan asked: "What do boys do? Why do they get so tan?"

Wen Hui said: "It should be from military training."

Zhang Xuan was a little surprised: "Soldier? Ordinary soldier?"

Wen Hui shook his head: "No, he is an undergraduate student at the Naval Engineering University. He seems to be graduating soon."

Zhang Xuan was in awe when he heard about this school.

Ten minutes passed quickly while chatting.

The food was delicious, but the rice was not good at all.

Zhang Xuan stared at the rice pot and complained with a constipated look on his face: "White rice is white rice, why do you add so many miscellaneous things?

Ah, let me see...

There are potatoes and diced carrots. What is this? "

Zhang Xuan picked up a black thing with chopsticks and examined it carefully for a while. It took him a while to recognize that it was a shiitake mushroom.

After Wen Hui paid homage to his ancestor, he saw that he was still occupying the position of the rice cooker, so she urged him: "Do you want to eat? If not, please step aside."

"That's it, I won't eat it even if you give me money." Zhang Xuan muttered and left quickly.

It's not that he's being pretentious, he doesn't like to eat pinker things.

Such as potatoes, such as apples...

As for carrots, I never touched them when I was a kid. As I get older, I occasionally eat a little bit, but I don’t know why, but I still can’t eat.

She watched Wen Hui mash the potatoes, then put them into her mouth along with the diced carrots, shiitake mushrooms and rice, and ate them in small bites. It looked very delicious...

Zhang Xuan's eyes were dazzled and he was convinced.

Finally, I curiously asked: "How does it taste? Is it delicious?"

Wen Hui didn't even raise her head: "Try it yourself."

Zhang Xuan shook his head, and without saying a word, hurriedly ate meat, crystal meat.

Pick a piece and put it in your mouth. It is full of mellow and fresh flavor, oily and smooth, fat but not greasy. It is really delicious.

Wen Hui reminded: "You can eat it with balsamic vinegar."

Zhang Xuan refused: "Other people are jealous of me, but I'm never jealous. Do you have any wine at home? I want to drink some."

Wen Hui glanced at him strangely and stopped talking.

The crystal meat was very good, but the duck was more appetizing. Zhang Xuan had a very comfortable lunch.

After eating, leaving a pile of duck bones on the table, Zhang Xuan walked away with his little hands behind his back without even saying hello.

The sun was shining brightly outside and the sky was excellent.

Zhang Xuan looked away from the corridor for a while, and then slowly entered his study.

Sitting in a chair, he quietly gathered his thoughts and thought about money.

When it came to money, he immediately thought of 10 million and Lao Deng.

Zhang Xuan can’t remember clearly what the U.S. stock market was like in 1994?

But later generations can recall some hazy things when they look at the information about stock investor Buffett.

Although 1994 was a catastrophic year for the U.S. bond market.

However, the profit growth rate of U.S. stocks in 1994 was actually very good. Whether it was a single-quarter growth rate or a full-year growth rate, it was the highest growth rate since data were available for U.S. stocks.

In particular, U.S. individual stock options trading is very popular, and CBOE individual stock options trading volume is rising...

Zhang Xuan guessed that judging from the meaning between the lines of Lao Deng's words, Lao Deng was aiming at options trading and also went for options trading.

Zhang Xuan calculated in his mind that his highest expectation for Lao Deng was to double his capital.

10 million to go, 20 million to come back...

In this way he was satisfied.

He doesn't ask for too much, and he doesn't dare to ask for too much. After all, Lao Deng is just an ordinary person, and there will definitely be ups and downs in the stock market...

It's impossible to change your destiny like you did.

We must know that the growth rate of stock god Buffett in the first half of the year was only 14.4%. Can he still expect Lao Deng to earn tens of millions or hundreds of millions?

Not counting.

In fact, Zhang Xuan and Lao Deng knew tacitly that this cooperation was just an opportunity.

An opportunity for Lao Deng to leave school and work for Zhang Xuan...

Otherwise, if the two people who usually have such a good relationship, one suddenly becomes the boss and the other becomes a subordinate, things will change and it will be difficult to say...

Moreover, what Zhang Xuan was interested in was not Lao Deng's stock trading ability, but his future role as an angel investor.

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