To get rich quickly, you need to be simple and rough

After dealing with their mortal enemy, the Li family felt relieved. They had made a fortune from their broken family and dealt with their fixed assets. Li Wenting opened the cellar of his home and found that all the business of three generations was there. He had 80,000 yuan, 500 large yellow croakers, and some miscellaneous items such as cloth and jewelry.

Landlords save money to buy land, so they don't save much. The cloth is a wide variety, with more than a dozen pairs of pillowcases depicting mandarin ducks playing in the water, and a wealth of used clothes for both adults and children. In the eyes of the elderly, if you have enough food and clothing, you will be poor if you don't plan ahead.

The shoes Li Wenting wore as a child and Li Yujin's fur coat were all sorted and stored away in the cellar. Li Wenting's mother was the type who would hide away any good things. Even worn-out clothes would be saved to make soles.

In the old lady's words, there's nothing useless in life. If you throw something away for three days, it's guaranteed to be useful on the fourth day. Old Lady Li's stinginess has caused her many jokes.

When the old lady was in charge, lunch was served in the dining room every day at noon. The servants came in an endless stream, put down their hoes and sticks, and swarmed around the long table: the leader, the servants, the monthly workers, the gunners, the gardeners, the night watchmen, the coachmen, the footmen, the horsemen, the guards, the pig herders, the horse herders, the cattle herders, the tofu makers, dozens of people in total. On the table were shallots and a bowl of soybean paste. They ate and discussed. Employee Zhu bit into the shallot and said, "The food at this Li family is getting worse and worse."

This old lady is in charge, and we work hard all day and can't even eat a bite of good soybean paste."

Yu Suozhu was a very capable young man. He just took a sip of the soybean paste and then spat it on the ground.

"It's sour, smelly, and burns my throat"!

Then the guys in the canteen were all dissatisfied with their boss.

It turned out that Old Mrs. Li also divided the Li family's soy sauce jars into two levels.

The small jar of soybean paste was made from selected high-quality soybeans, and was yellow and fragrant. It was eaten by the Li family. The large jar of soybean paste was made from fallen beans, and was thick, black, and sour. It was eaten by the servants and hired workers.

Yu Suozhu made a bet with his friends that in exchange for three eggs, they would have enough soybean paste in the small jar to eat within three days.

Two days later, dinner was served in the dining room. A bowl of sauce was placed on the long table. It was yellow in color and smelled very fragrant. Needless to say, this was the soybean paste from the small jar.

The guys peeled the shallots and dipped them in soybean paste, eating them with relish, and the table was filled with happy laughter.

The three people holding the eggs hurriedly asked where the soybean paste came from. The old lady of the Li family said that all her money was tied to the rib fan. The waiter Xiao Wang smacked his lips and gave the answer:

"At noon today, I set the table for the family room at the back, and then went back to the small jar to get some soybean paste. As soon as I flipped the jar, a yellow stick of rice cake appeared in the bowl. I wondered who had done this wicked thing, and told the boss. The boss felt so sick at the sight of the stick of rice cake that he wanted to vomit, and he ordered me to pour out all the soybean paste.

The old lady was also very angry at this time, but she rolled her eyes and said to me, "Don't say anything. Give the small jar of soybean paste to the waiter to eat and save some money!"

After listening to Xiao Wang's description, the guys pressed Yu Suozhu to the ground and prepared to teach him a lesson.

Yu Suozhu couldn't stand it anymore and said to everyone with a smile: "Just ask Old Huang who works in the kitchen! He will know where the babajuzi comes from!"

Old Huang, who worked in the kitchen, wiped his sweat with his clothes and came out to testify, "Yesterday, when I was in the kitchen making noodle soup rolls for my boss, Suozhu asked me for two strips of dough to roll into two thumb-sized noodles. I asked him what he wanted them for, and he smiled secretly. This morning I heard about the baba jiaozi in the small sauce jar. Now I understand. Yu Suozhu threw the noodles into the sauce jar, and the soybean paste made them look like baba jiaozi."

Later, Li Wenting learned what had happened and never let his mother be the housekeeper again. Conflicts had arisen. If this continued, the Li family's reputation would be ruined and they would not be able to hire temporary workers in the spring.

Now, seeing this pile of stuff, Li Wenting understood his mother's kindness. She was afraid that her children and grandchildren would suffer from poverty, so she saved every good thing she had.

Li Wenting and his family packed up their belongings and arrived in Fengtian in September. They wanted to buy tickets to Beijing at Fengtian Railway Station, but they didn't expect that a mountain flood had destroyed a section of the railway some time ago, and it would take another half month to repair it. Li Wenting and his family stayed at the Huitong Hotel near the railway station.

Butler Qian went to the train station every day to get information. Finally, on September 9, tickets went on sale for a train departing three days later.

Li Wenting and his family felt that this was truly a matter of fate, and they were truly going to witness history.

Li Yujin sometimes feels very confused. Only when you are in the midst of this humiliating history can you understand the helplessness of your compatriots.

When China was weak, it always protested and cared about what others thought. But after it became powerful, did it ever care about anyone's face? I haven't heard of China protesting against anyone in years. There's no need to protest. I have ten thousand reasons to deal with you. Protesting you is a waste of my breath.

Japan and China were fighting over an island. Once China became powerful, it began patrolling daily. A Japanese plane crashed, killing several officers. They immediately issued a statement claiming the plane had malfunctioned and crashed. The Eight Great Clans and Nine Great King Kongs, if they provoked China, were immediately issued a surrender notice by the police station, and their deaths were wiped out with a single wanted order.

Truth is only within the range of cannons, and dignity is only on the edge of swords.

In his excitement, he went a little off topic. Li Wenting and his family of three were not gods and could not change the course of history. Li Wenting asked his family members and the four members of the housekeeper Liu to change into coarse clothes. It seemed that Fengtian was about to fall into chaos.

No matter how well-dressed you are, you will be a sitting duck. Li Chunxing was wearing gray cloth clothes and her braids were cut off by Xu Huizhen. The child cried out of heartache.

Xu Huizhen rolled her eyes. "It's already this late and you still haven't forgotten how to be conceited. I'm going to get a haircut with you. In troubled times, saving your life is the most important thing. Hair can grow back."

Xu Huizhen took Li Chunxing to Fengtian Rose Barber Salon and had her long, beautiful black hair cut into a men's short haircut.

September 18th will not stop coming because of anyone.

The quiet hotel was just sleeping soundly when suddenly there was a loud noise outside. The noise was so loud that the glass windows shook and almost everyone heard it. People got dressed in confusion. Half an hour later, a man in a railway uniform shouted:

"Oh no! The Japanese are firing!"

In a blink of an eye, the hotel was in complete disarray. No one wanted to sleep anymore, and everyone hurriedly packed up their things and scrambled to get out. Some fell, some bumped into stools, some had a shoe stepped on, and some even broke the window panes and jumped out.

It was already late at night and the moon was dim and the stars were shining brightly, but those who escaped from the hotel were like frightened birds.