Reborn in 1991, helping dad become the richest man

Tang Yichen sat on the bed, leaning against the green quilt, holding a green shoulder bag that was full of the characteristics of the era in his arms.

Inside, there was a book, Dream of the Red Chamber, which Tang Yichen had hidden for seventy-five yuan.

However, the middle of this copy of Dream of the Red Chamber has been hollowed out a lot, and hidden inside is a simulated air-operated pistol bought on the overpass of Chuzhou Railway Station.

After all, Tang Yichen is not really a five-year-old child. If he really encounters danger, not only can he take it out to scare Tang Xionghua, he can also raise it and shoot himself.

After all, this gas-operated pistol is really powerful.

Tang Yichen has experimented with it, and even with pork hanging on it, he can punch it into the skin. The most important thing is that this thing is exposed and can be said to be a toy.

Well, these days, real guns are not rare. This kind of thing can only be called a toy. It’s not like 20 or 30 years later, when you can be said to be hiding a firearm with a spring toy gun.

"Yichen, are you thirsty? Drink some water!"

Tang Xionghua sat on a stool in the aisle, looked at Tang Yichen who was sitting on the bed, and asked.

"Ok!"

Tang Yichen nodded, stood up, took the water and took a sip.

After drinking, he lay back down again.

The quilt behind him is the most important thing on this trip.

Because the middle of the quilt was hollowed out, there was 120,000 yuan in cash hidden inside.

In this era, there is no function of withdrawing money from other places.

It's already the 21st, and Tang Xionghua and his son are really worried that the certificate of fortune will not be available until the beginning of 92nd year of the Gregorian calendar, so they have no choice but to take the risk and find a way to bring cash with them.

After all, if I use a bill of exchange, it will take at least twenty days, which is too long and I’m afraid the money won’t arrive in time.

The train was moving slowly amidst the tension of Tang Yichen and his son. During the journey, something happened on the train.

Someone's belongings were stolen on the train, and the conductor used a loudspeaker to make a public announcement.

Of course, nothing happened and the train didn't stop.

So, just like last time, at around five in the afternoon, the father and son safely exited the Shanghai Railway Station.

But, it’s different from last time.

Last time it was around five o'clock and it was still bright, but now it's almost dark.

"Boss, give me a copy of every newspaper on your stall!"

It was the same newsstand as last time. Tang Xionghua, carrying a quilt on his back, spoke to the owner inside.

"Good Le!"

The owner of the store is still the same owner as last time.

He glanced at Tang Xionghua, his attention basically focused on the quilt Tang Xionghua was carrying.

Then he stood up with a smile on his face and started to pick up the newspaper.

He didn't recognize Tang Xionghua.

There are too many people at the Shanghai Railway Station. So many people pass by every day. His brain is not a supercomputer, so how could he remember a person who he thought he had tricked five months ago.

What's more, Tang Xionghua's hairstyle has changed now.

Newspapers were brought over one by one quickly.

"Brother, are you a soldier?"

The boss asked with a smile while taking the newspaper.

Tang Xionghua nodded: "It's in the past!"

"Haha, I get it. I admire you, the people's soldiers. I even regret not joining the army myself."

"Oh, you're bringing a child with you! I didn't even see it just now!"

The boss spoke with a smile.

He walked out to get the newspaper and finally saw Tang Yichen standing beside him, blocked by his counter.

"Well, my son!"

“Haha, that’s so cute!”

The boss praised him with a smile, but Tang Yichen did not give him a good look.

This boss is very cunning. He must be trying to find an opportunity to divert Tang Xionghua's attention by chatting, and then go downstairs to get the expired newspaper.

In fact, after just a few words, he asked Tang Xionghua to take a look at the snacks and small toys inside and buy them for Tang Yichen.

Tang Xionghua pretended to know nothing and helped him.

After all, for Tang Xionghua and his son, they are away from home and out of touch with the Magic City, so it might be helpful to read some outdated newspapers.

However, what was more excessive than last time was that this time this guy took forty-one newspapers and even said that eight dollars was enough because he respected the soldiers and was giving one away.

This cunning smile made Tang Yichen want to jump up and punch him.

……

"Let's eat first, and then wash up. In this weather, the food won't taste good if it gets cold!"

This time, Tang Xionghua and his son went straight to the same hotel as last time.

Fortunately, five months have passed and the hotel has not raised its price, it is still four nights.

And the restaurant downstairs is also open.

Because he was carrying so much cash, Tang Xionghua was not comfortable leaving the cash in the room and leaving Tang Yichen to watch it alone. After all, Tang Yichen was too small.

So after checking in, the father and son went to pack up their food and came back.

"it is good!"

Immediately, the father and son picked up two newspapers, glanced at the contents, and when they found that there was no useful information, they spread them directly on the ground.

Tang Yichen was too short and there was only one bench in the hotel, so it was convenient for him to sit on the ground to get in the car.

However, the father and son had only taken a few bites when there was a knock on the door.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Who?"

Tang Xionghua immediately became alert, put down his lunch box and chopsticks and touched

Towards the bayonet at the waist.

Tang Yichen also reached out and took the shoulder bag that he had placed aside.

But the next second, Tang Yichen's hand paused because a female voice came from outside the door.

"Boss, do you need a massage?"

"do not want!"

The voice was very clear and you could tell it was from a child.

That’s right, it was Tang Yichen who spoke.

What is massage or not? After thirty years of social influence, how could Tang Yichen not know what this is?

Of course, Tang Xionghua didn’t understand it before, but he understands it now.

Because I stay away from home for a long time, every time I move to a new city, I always stay in a hotel first.

And this era.

Although this kind of thing did not become as rampant as it did in later years, there were still cases where three or four out of ten hotels would come knocking on their doors.

This is different from later times when there are telephones in hotels and people usually call first to ask for directions.

Now we come directly to your door.

Therefore, whenever he was with Tang Yichen and encountered such things, Tang Xionghua would let Tang Yichen speak.

Because when children are talking, the other party will basically leave you alone.

And if a man speaks, then the outside world will not give up easily.

Sure enough, Tang Yichen's shout instantly stopped the knocking on the door outside.

"Isn't it just an ignorant child?

Is this ignorant?

"Sister Liu is such a jerk! I made this trip for nothing!" She muttered as footsteps walked away.

Inside the house, Tang Yichen and his son looked at each other, then tacitly agreed not to mention the matter and continued eating.

After all, they are both men, and father and son. The key point is that Tang Yichen may be young in stature, but he is quite old in mind.

This kind of topic is not suitable for discussion.

However, Tang Yichen still grumbled in his heart.

This didn't happen the last time I came here. I thought this hotel didn't have it. I didn't expect that this business would appear here after just a few months.

Although he was muttering in his heart, Tang Yichen didn't say a word and just ate quietly.