Reborn in Changbai Mountain, I rely on my divine eyes to dig ginseng and hunt

Zhao Hua pulled out an Orlov trot horse from the stable. This horse was a four-year-old stallion, its body was snow-white without a single stray hair, and it was extremely beautiful. Its saddle and bridle were all made in ancient ways. In ancient times, it would at least be a free-wheeling horse ridden by local princes.

"Brother, you ride this horse."

Li Luan was stunned. No wonder the rich would spend money on riding a horse. How could a horse be so handsome? He was 1.8 meters tall. He stretched out his hand to measure it. The horse's shoulder height was at least 1.6 meters. It was a bit difficult to get on the horse.

In fact, he was a little afraid to ride, but the words had been said. If he retreated at this time, he was afraid that Zhao Hua would look down on him. So he immediately held the saddle with both hands and got on the horse with Zhao Hua's help.

They definitely didn't dare to run. Zhao Hua led the way in front, while Li Luan held the handrail of Gaoqiao's saddle.

After walking just thirty steps, the white horse was suddenly startled and jumped lightly, and Li Luan, the rookie, fell to the ground, falling heavily.

"Brother, how are you? Are you hurt?"

"No, no, I'm not hurt. This horse is a little too high." Li Luan rubbed his butt and stood up.

"It's getting late, go home and rest, brother."

"it is good."

Li Luan was driving a car, so Zhao Hua asked a bodyguard to drive along for protection and send him home before returning.

Two days later, Li Luan followed Zhao Hua and others to Pengcheng.

The first thing was to arrange for Shanying Entertainment to invest 20 million to establish Pengcheng Luanfeng Network Company. Li Luan was the general manager, holding 2% of the shares and with an annual salary of one million.

Under Li Luan's operation, the first thing he did was to open a computer store. The Internet sounds very high-end, but in fact, if you want to monetize it, you still have to go through offline operations, especially in the early stages now, when computers are still 286 and can handle very few things.

The 286 computers imported at 3,000 to 4,000 yuan were sold at 7,000 to 10,000 yuan. After deducting taxes, rent, and labor wages, the profit was still meager.

However, with Li Luan's suggestion, Zhao Hua arranged to equip each of his companies with 286 computers to try to use computers for office work. However, many company clerks don't even know how to turn on and off the computer, so there is still a long way to go.

The second thing Luanfeng Network did was to start a computer training school. The tuition was not low. The training cost three months, 10,000 yuan. After the training, another 10,000 yuan was required to buy a computer. People who were not at the forefront of the times would not participate.

Li Luan began to plan and set up a real estate company. He had to show some real skills to earn a million yuan a year. He recruited people from all over to set up a company. Everything was difficult at the beginning, and many things had to be done little by little. Fortunately, Zhao Hua was rich, and the money alone reduced 90% of his worries.

Mayor Hu got the green light all the way, and all the procedures were handled very smoothly without any problems.

Zhao Hua, Zhao Yong and Li Shaoyang finally found an opportunity to take revenge in Gangcheng.

Gan Shao endured for more than two months and finally came out.

The Gan family now has a total of five islands, more than a dozen mines, and a population of seven or eight million. However, the financial sector is not good, and foreign trade still needs to come to the port city.

"It's so unfortunate that he had to come to Gangcheng to sell rice. He really thought he could do everything perfectly. I'll contact Lao Lei." Zhao Hua rubbed his hands happily.

Why did he ask Lao Lei for help? Because after Xia Lian got into trouble, Lei Huo replaced Liu Xia Lian as the head of the Northeast region, and it was only natural for him to avenge his former leader.

During this period, Lao Lei has been active in Pengcheng and Gangcheng.

Three hours later, Leihuo arrived. He was wearing a gray Taoist robe and looked quite ordinary, but Leihuo was a man of fiery temper, ready to die together with others at any time.

"Master Lei, this guy is in Tuen Mun. What do you think we should do? Should I lead the others over, or should you do it yourself?"

"The Six Gates of Hong Kong City are not freeloaders. If you take action, you will most likely be targeted. Let me take action. No one dares to mess with me."

Taoist Priest Lei is an extremely powerful Taoist priest. He is best at drawing heavenly thunder and can draw thunder from the sky by drawing talismans in the air.

At Tuen Mun Wharf, Gan Shao sold 10,000 tons of rice and was about to go to Hong Kong City Bank to deposit several hundred kilograms of gold. Under the protection of a dozen bodyguards, the car was driving very fast, but lightning came faster and struck the front of the car. The moving car did a front flip, somersaulted three times in a row, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Gan Shao was not dead yet. He climbed out of the car trembling. The bodyguards behind stopped the car and were about to come to rescue him when suddenly another bolt of lightning hit Gan Shao from the top of his head. Smoke came out of all his orifices, especially his mouth. It was so tragic that he was spitting smoke.

As for the other small fish, they didn't care about being struck by lightning at all. It was a complete waste of resources. A few hundred meters away, Leihuo got in the car and drove away.

No one, no matter how strong, can survive being hit on the top of the head by thunder.

In the evening, there was a small piece of news in the newspaper that a guest from Southeast Asia came to the port city to sell grain, but was struck by lightning and died on the spot on his way to the bank to do business. It reminded everyone to pay attention to lightning protection, and so on.

Zhao Hua, Zhao Yong and Li Shaoyang finally breathed a sigh of relief. There will definitely be another bloody battle in Nanyang. However, Chen Ziguang, Li Dabiao and others are still too weak and need long-term management. Especially if the navy and air force want to form combat effectiveness, it will be impossible within three to five years.

Winter has passed and spring has come. After the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the children of Pengcheng Red Eagle Primary School all started school.

Zhao Dabao of Zhao Hua's family is formally named Zhao Dingnan, the second child is named Zhao Dingyuan, and the third child is a girl named Zhao Ying. Li Daniu and Daya are two children, both of whom are not young anymore. The son is in the third grade and is named Li Dali, and the daughter is in the second grade. She is very fat and is named Li Xia, nicknamed Fatty. Dian Yan and Erya only have one daughter, Dian Yun, who was born last year.

Although Liu Xialian's three children were pitiful, their father was still alive. But Daya and Erya's children were miserable, as they had lost both their parents.

Zhao Dingnan was a gifted child since childhood. When he was in the second grade, he killed a human trafficker in Linchang Primary School. He was a mediocre student in school before the third grade, but when he was in the fourth grade, his brain seemed to suddenly wake up. He became smart all of a sudden, and he could learn everything. He was the first in both his studies and sports.

Hongying Primary School is a key primary school. There are almost no ordinary families in the school, and the students' families are either rich or noble.

On that day, the bodyguard drove a commercial vehicle to take six children to school. He watched the children enter the school gate and then left.

Dianyun was more or less like Erya, and looked a little bit stupid. She had a ponytail and a small schoolbag on her back. She took out a lollipop and was about to eat it when a senior kid suddenly rushed over and snatched the lollipop from Dianyun.

He also cursed: "Fool."

The next second, a tall figure stood in front of the child and shouted coldly: "Give the lollipop back."

Who is coming? It’s Zhao Dingnan, the eldest brother of six children. Although the child is only ten years old, he has been practicing martial arts for six years. He knows a little about southern boxing and northern kick, and can lift a barbell of more than 200 kilograms with ease.