Reborn in 1985: From Selling Braised Duck to Becoming the World's Richest Man

It was already evening when I returned from the village chief's house.

The task the village chief asked him to do wasn't particularly big; he could easily accomplish it once he had more money.

Liang Ming went into the kitchen and started preparing dinner, waiting for his parents and sister to come home.

When Liang Min and her husband, along with her sister Liang Jing, returned home, braised pork, sweet and sour pork ribs, shredded pork with green peppers, pig's trotter soup, and blanched bok choy were already laid out on the small table in the yard.

"Brother, did you rob a bank in town today? The food is so lavish!"

Liang Jing's mouth watered as she saw the table full of meat and dishes. "Can't you think of anything good about your brother?"

Hearing his sister Liang Jing's words, Liang Ming patted her head and jokingly scolded her.

Liang Jing winced in pain, clutched her head, and stuck out her tongue.

"Xiaoming, Mom knows you're making money from your business now, but you still need to save it!"

“Building a Western-style house and finding a partner will both cost money,” Li Lan, Li’s mother, instructed.

"Mom, I know," Liang Ming replied, then invited his parents and sister to sit down and eat.

Although Liang Min and his wife both work at a state-owned candy factory, they always save the best food for their son and daughter, and their daily diet is quite simple.

They rarely get to eat such a sumptuous meal.

“Xiaoming, I’ve already found you a team to build your own. They’ve been doing this in our village for many years, so their skills are definitely top-notch.”

During the meal, Liang Min spoke to her son:

"How's the matter of getting the village chief to approve the homestead going?"

Hearing his father's words, Liang Ming said, "Dad, I've already spoken to the village chief!"

"The village chief promised to approve a 200-square-meter residential plot for me, plus an additional 1 mu of private land."

Upon hearing this, both Mr. and Mrs. Liang showed a look of surprise.

"One mu of private land, this much?"

"The village chief is usually so stingy, why is he being so generous this time?"

Hearing his parents' words, Liang Ming smiled and said:

"Perhaps it's because I contracted the village's collective cotton mill?"

Upon hearing Liang Ming's words, everyone in the courtyard showed a look of surprise.

"Son, what did you say? You've contracted the village's cotton mill?"

Li Lan said in surprise.

"Don't the cotton mills in the village shut down during the spring and summer?"

Father Liang Min asked with some doubt.

"I feel it's a waste that the village's cotton mill stops operating in the spring and summer!"

"So we contracted it out to produce cottonseed oil."

Liang Ming went to the cotton mill and discussed the matter of contracting the factory with the village chief, Liang Jianguo, and explained it in detail.

After Liang Ming finished speaking, Liang Min and his wife were both speechless with astonishment.

Their son is now the temporary factory manager of the cotton mill.

"Brother, you're amazing! When I go to school, I'm going to tell my classmates that I have a factory manager brother."

Liang Jing said with a look of admiration.

Mother Li Lan was worried that Liang Ming might lose money by contracting the cotton mill, and said with concern:

“Xiaoming, you contracted the village’s cotton mill, paid the workers’ wages, and also paid for the cotton seeds.”

"What if this cottonseed oil doesn't sell..."

Liang Ming smiled confidently and said, "Mom, don't worry, my cottonseed oil can make a lot of money!"

He is confident in the cottonseed oil market.

Over the next few days, Liang Ming lived a very regular life.

In the morning, we make braised duck, collect mountain and river delicacies, and duck feathers; at noon, we deliver the goods.

Because he had long-term orders with Xiangmanlou, the county's third steel plant, and the second sports equipment factory, he received a stable income of over a thousand yuan every day.

Soon, Liang Ming's assets exceeded five figures, making him a genuine "ten-thousand-yuan household"!

"Xiaoming, your homestead and private plot have been approved. Have you found a team to build the Western-style house?"

On this day, village chief Liang Jianguo found Liang Ming, handed him the documents, and asked him a question.

Liang Ming took the document, read it carefully, and a look of excitement appeared on his face.

“Village chief, my dad has found a self-organized team. We just need this document to be issued before we can start work,” Liang Ming replied, his voice trembling slightly.

Even though he has been reborn, Liang Ming is still excited about owning his own plot of land.

In his previous life, after he married Song Mei, they lived in his parents' old house.

After making money, Liang Ming wanted to demolish and rebuild the old houses in the village, but Song Mei objected.

Although Song Mei came from the countryside, she longed to be a city dweller. After buying a house in the city, she never returned to the countryside.

Little did people know that the lush green mountains and clear streams of this rural area were truly a paradise on earth.

"Okay, as long as you find it." Upon hearing this, Liang Jianguo didn't ask any more questions.

……

The next day, Liang Ming and his father Liang Min led their self-built team to the newly approved homestead.

"Foreman Chen, the blueprints for the Western-style building I want to build are here. Just build it according to the blueprints."

Liang Ming said to Foreman Chen, who had formed his own team.

In his previous life, Liang Ming did all sorts of jobs during the early stages of his business, so he also learned to hand-draw architectural blueprints.

His homestead is less than 500 meters from his old house, right next to the country road.

There is a small pond behind it, and lychee groves on both sides.

Building a two-story Western-style house would be perfect.

“Okay, Mr. Liang, just leave this to our self-built team.”

After receiving the blueprints, Foreman Chen patted his chest and assured him.

Foreman Chen couldn't be happier with clients who provide their own blueprints and offer them a complete package.

As long as you ensure quality and quantity, you can build it according to the blueprints and that's it.

"Foreman Chen, if we build this Western-style building according to these blueprints, how much would it cost approximately?"

Liang Ming suddenly thought of something and asked.

In this era, many self-organized teams were formed by migrant workers themselves.

The craftsmanship is good, but it's not very professional; there's almost no project budget or anything like that.

They calculate the cost of materials and labor, and then quote a price.

Because they are all doing business with their fellow villagers, these self-organized teams don't tend to overcharge.

"If we build it according to your blueprints, it should cost less than 5000 yuan."

Upon hearing this, Foreman Chen made a calculation and then spoke.

After all, Foreman Chen has been doing this for many years, so he can still provide a rough budget.

Liang Ming was not surprised when he heard Foreman Chen's quote.

If it's just a few red brick bungalows, with six bedrooms, one kitchen, and one bathroom, it probably wouldn't even cost 3000 yuan.

But what I wanted was a two-story villa, which required specific standards for the foundation, materials, and craftsmanship, so the price was naturally higher.

"This price is reasonable. Let's build it according to the blueprints," Liang Ming said.

"Boss Liang, are there any taboos on the day we start work?" Foreman Chen asked another question.

These days, many rural people have certain feng shui taboos when building houses.