Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

Mr. Lu smiled and nodded. He avoided this sensitive topic and asked Dabao to take off his shirt. He wanted to see Dabao's wound.

When Dabao was in the hospital, Mr. Lu was in a meeting and was so busy that he didn't even have time to eat. He only took time to visit his grandson once in the middle of the night. On the contrary, the old lady basically stayed in the ward during the day.

Dabao took off his shirt. After all, his body was watered by the spiritual well water. Whether it was the bullet hole or the wound on his back, they were almost healed. Even the scars were much lighter.

Mr. Lu and Lu Jianbang didn't understand why the wound healed so quickly, they were just happy for Dabao. The old lady had been a doctor all her life, but she had never seen anyone's wound heal so quickly and so well.

The old lady knew best how serious Dabao's injuries were. Now, when she saw him, she was so surprised that her mouth was wide open. This was almost like the immortal body in the fairy tale.

Dabao put on his clothes,

The old lady hesitated for a moment, then stood up holding Nuannuan. She took out a wooden box from the drawer, opened it, and took out something that looked like sheepskin.

He turned around and handed it to Dabao: "Bao, this is an ancient recipe I found in the Imperial Hospital of the Forbidden City. It was left by the Medicine King Sun Simiao. It is very precious. Few people have been able to make it in the past thousands of years. The key is that there is no thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum or hundred-year-old ginseng.

But this is not a big deal for you.

Keep it. I'll tell you where to get the supplementary herbs later. Just follow the recipe and you'll be good to go. Then soak it in wine and drink it. It can nourish the kidneys, replenish qi, and slow down aging. There are other benefits listed above."

Dabao quickly took it, looked at it carefully, and then put it in his pocket. In fact, it was already in the space.

Dabao was so happy. With this ancient recipe, it would be great to make medicinal wine.

The two main ingredients in this ancient recipe are thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng. What he lacks is ginseng. It seems that after returning from Xinjiang, he must take time to go to the Northeast and get two ginsengs to make the medicine.

Dabao and his aunt finished making dumplings, and Lu Xiu'e and Qin Qingyou also came back. Now both the work of the street office and the production tasks of the steel rolling mill were very busy, but the commune police station had become idle.

Because the rural areas have already started to plant crops, the members of the cooperative get up at five in the morning and work late at night, so how can they have the energy to chat? So Dabao and his friends are very idle,

After eating the dumplings, Dabao saw that it was getting late, so he took Zuo Mingyue and his daughter back to the police station.

On the way, Dabao told Zuo Mingyue about his business trip to Western Xinjiang. Of course, he said it lightly, as if nothing had happened. Zuo Mingyue didn't think much about it, but just said sullenly: "Your injury hasn't healed yet..."

Dabao smiled and rubbed Zuo Mingyue's hat. "It'll only be a month. Actually, I'll be on the road the whole time. But I might have to go to Tianshan Mountain and get you a yak. ​​I'll make some beef jerky for you to eat for a long time."

Dabao knew that Zuo Mingyue liked beef the most, so the canned beef he kept was basically for Zuo Mingyue. Unfortunately, the oxen used for farming were large livestock, so no one could eat the beef unless they fell to their death.

When Zuo Mingyue heard this, her two big eyes blinked. Dabao knew that she was not greedy, but wanted to go to Tianshan with Dabao. That was also her hometown.

Dabao shook his head: "No, Nuannuan is too young. Wait a few more years until she's older and let Mom take care of her. Then I'll take you to visit Xinjiang."

"Besides..." Dabao paused: "This time we have a mission, it's not convenient for you to go with us."

Zuo Mingyue looked down at her daughter's delicate little face and for the first time realized that being a mother wasn't so great after all...

"In a few years, we'll quit our jobs and take our daughter with us to travel around the country and abroad. We'll see the sea of ​​clouds, snow-capped mountains, forests, lakes, waterfalls, and grasslands of Jiuzhaigou, and the Cangshan Mountain and Erhai Lake in Dali, Yunnan, where the scenery is breathtaking. We can build a house there, and every April or May, we'll take our child there to live for a month and see the place closest to Heavenly Realm..."

Zuo Mingyue's eyes sparkled: "That's great, but why do you want to quit your job? If neither of us works, how will we live?"

Dabao pinched his nose and said: "Wife, I don't have such lofty ambitions and dreams. I just want to live a more relaxed and comfortable life. Being an official is a good thing for others, but for me, it is an invisible shackle.

Now both domestically and internationally, economic construction is underway. Future development will be based on the economic foundation. In two years, you will realize that officialdom is too complicated, full of intrigue and deception. If you are not careful, you will be doomed. I don't want you and me to live in fear every day. It is not worth living like that.

We will be very rich in the future, and I cannot live without money. I want to give you the best life, so we cannot survive in the officialdom."

Zuo Mingyue looked at Dabao and her eyes became moist with emotion. To be honest, the people who felt the least secure in life were Zuo Mingyue and Xue Kui. Zuo Mingyue still had some impression of his parents, but Xue Kui had never even seen his parents and had never enjoyed the most important love in life. How could he feel safe?

Zuo Mingyue hated the officialdom the most. After she grew up, she often wondered, if her parents were farmers, would they still be alive and well now? Wouldn't she be left alone?

She is very satisfied with her current life. She has a boyfriend who dotes on her and a cute and well-behaved daughter. After she marries Dabao, she will have three or five more babies and the whole family will be happy together. This is the life she wants.

Zuo Mingyue still couldn't break out of her old routine. She had to make a living. How could she afford to support her family and children without working? Of course, she couldn't be blamed. The fate of those wealthy capitalists was staring her in the face. Who could dare to imagine how life would be like with so much money? She lived in constant fear of having her property raided.

Dabao knew very well that his character was not destined to keep him in the officialdom for long. The biggest purpose of this job was to survive this big storm and then wait for the arrival of reform and opening up. In the future, it would be the world of the rich. When the time came, he would have a lot of money and could do whatever he wanted. That would be a happy life.

As a reborn person, wouldn't it be great to be the richest man in the world? Of course, Dabao's ideal place to live is Hong Kong, because only there can he achieve true freedom of wealth.

In China, you can only be content with a small fortune. You are like the richest people in later generations, who are not even allowed to go abroad and are afraid of being labeled as a tycoon if they buy a plane. Your life is like a fat pig, worrying about being slaughtered all day long. Dabao won't do that.

If it weren't for the fact that class background is the only thing that matters now, if you escape to Hong Kong, you will implicate your relatives. Dabao would have run away with his family long ago. Who would want to live such a hard life? With the things in Dabao's space, he can live a free and easy life in Hong Kong now.

Unfortunately, for the sake of his family, he had to spend another twenty years in this political whirlpool. Fortunately, even at that time, he and Zuo Mingyue were not yet forty years old, and their beautiful life had just begun.

Dabao had a plan. He would wait until the big storm came and when the Red Guards raided the house, he would use the cheat to take away all the valuables.

He studied under Old Zhang, and he has studied antiques, calligraphy and paintings for two lifetimes combined. However, Dabao also inherited Old Zhang's ideas. Old Zhang was born as a pawnshop owner. In his eyes, antiques, calligraphy and paintings are just gold and dollars. What is the difference between antiques, calligraphy and paintings that cannot be turned into wealth and junk?

Dabao has read several novels in which the protagonists drooled over the value of a Tang Bohu painting worth 80 million yuan and a Yuan blue and white porcelain worth 120 million yuan, but refused to sell it. They also looked compassionate and talked about ideals that they didn't even believe in, such as "I will open my own museum in 20 years" and "I will give all my collections to the country in 20 years."

How hypocritical! None of the books end with the opening of a personal museum. This is just self-deception.

Dabao is not so hypocritical. The ultimate goal of his collection of antiques, calligraphy and paintings is to make money and wealth. He does not want to live by guarding a room full of pots and pans, calligraphy and paintings.

Either donate it to the country cleanly and gain a good reputation, or sell it and buy a few more buildings. This is the correct way to start a new life.