After being reborn, the young master returned to his village and led his wife and daughters to prosp

"Brother-in-law, I'm going to say something you might not like to hear, but opening a factory really costs a lot of money. These few thousand dollars are just for buying two machines. The factory can still run even if you lose two machines. So, you should keep the money."

"I'm telling you this so that you can all help when the factory is ready to start operating, not so that I'm asking you to raise money."

Indeed, even if you live frugally, it's not a problem to have a thousand or two left over.

As long as you don't buy big items like motorcycles, a couple thousand yuan is enough for a family to live comfortably for several months.

Once this period is over, the money will flow into Lin Fan's pockets just like before.

Hearing Lin Fan's words, the family finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems they misunderstood. They thought Lin Fan was saving face, so he didn't explain his predicament.

Since they haven't reached the point of desperation, that's good. It's not that they're worried about the money, they just don't want Lin Fan to bear too much alone.

"Xiao Fan, we understand. In short, if you encounter any difficulties, please remember to discuss them with us."

“Yes, Xiao Fan, we are all family. Although the family members are a bit slow and can’t help you much, as long as your second brother still has some strength, even if it’s just to do hard labor for you, I’ll be satisfied.”

Lin Fan nodded seriously, then looked at the family and smiled, "Don't worry."

“You are all my closest family members. No matter what trouble I encounter, I will tell you. I will not bear it alone!”

……

That's how it was decided to open the factory.

So the next day, Lin Fan had almost no time to think and immediately prepared to find a suitable factory to acquire.

Lin Fan wasn't very familiar with the current situation and needed some guidance in this regard.

And without a doubt, Huba is a very suitable candidate.

As a figure who walks the line between the legitimate and criminal worlds in Liangshan County, he comes into contact with all sorts of people from all walks of life. He might not be good at doing anything legitimate, but when it comes to gathering intelligence, he's the one to go for.

"Brother Huba, I'm bothering you again!"

Lin Fan and Huba met at Huang San's familiar cassette tape shop.

"Hahaha, Brother Lin, what kind of talk is that?"

"With our brotherly relationship, why talk about trouble or not!"

"Come on, tell your brother what's wrong this time. I'll definitely help you if I can!"

After warmly welcoming Lin Fan to sit down, Huba got straight to the point.

Lin Fan didn't bother with formalities and directly stated his purpose for coming.

Hearing Lin Fan's words, Huba's eyes lit up and he said, "Brother Lin, that's impressive! You're quietly opening a factory!"

These days, anything that's even remotely related to the word "factory" is a big business.

It's definitely better than the two shops Lin Fan opened. Lin Fan made so much money from those two shops, how much money would he make if he opened a clothing factory?

Huba was genuinely happy for Lin Fan!

“Brother Huba, to be honest, I don’t have much spare money. I came to you this time hoping you could find me a small factory that is willing to sell.”

"The smaller the better, I can't afford to support a big one. I don't care what kind of factory it was before, but the premise is that the renovation can't take too much effort. As long as these two conditions are met, it's fine."

"Brother Huba, do you have any connections in this area?"

Huba thought for a moment, then stood up and said, "I really don't know much about this, but your big brother here doesn't have any other skills, but I know a lot of people. We have a number of people in our underworld who are known as Pi Tong."

"This kid is said to know everything about Liangshan County, big and small, that's related to the land. I'll take you to meet him and see if he has any recommendations."

Seeing Huba's questioning look, Lin Fan stood up, nodded, and said with a smile, "Alright, then I'll trouble you, Brother Huba. Let's set off now without delay!"

"Alright, Brother Lin, come with me!"

After leaving the store, Lin Fan got on his motorcycle, and Huba also rode ahead on his motorcycle to lead the way for Lin Fan.

The two drove around outside the county town for a while, and finally stopped at a pig farm on the edge of the county town.

"Alright, that old guy is right here. But let me warn you beforehand, Brother Lin, this old guy is not someone to be trifled with. He's no pushover."

"The most important thing is that this old guy only cares about money and not people. He won't even give me face. So you can't be soft-hearted later. You're a good businessman. If he asks for too much, you absolutely can't give it to him."

Lin Fan looked at Huba with some doubt and said, "Brother Huba, since he only cares about money, shouldn't we give him more money to buy the right information?"

Huba spat on the ground and said, "Pah! This old bastard is a scoundrel. If you give him too much, he'll think you're easy to manipulate. He'll not only overcharge you, but also give you completely useless information."

"The more you pester him and lower the price, the more he'll think you might be an expert and won't dare to mess around in front of you. I've been ripped off by this old guy many times before I figured out his tricks. Anyway, just keep haggling with him for the best price later."

Hearing this, Lin Fan was both amused and exasperated.

However, he didn't say much. People who have traveled all over the country naturally understand what Huba means. There are all sorts of strange and wonderful people in this world, with all kinds of quirks.

Lin Fan had seen countless people in his previous life, and had met far more bizarre people than this. For example, there was an old gentleman he knew who would count how many grains of rice were in his bowl before eating.

Each time you count to 108, eat all 108 and then continue counting.

It sounds absurd and bizarre, but it's actually true, so encountering such a strange old man isn't so bad.

"Knock knock knock, Old Hou, are you home?"

"Say something if you're home, are you dead inside? I need to come in and collect your body!"

Arriving at the large iron gate of the pig farm, Huba stepped forward and pounded on the gate loudly, then began to curse without restraint.

A moment later, the large iron gate creaked open and a thin, elderly man who looked to be in his fifties or sixties walked out, his back bent.

As soon as he opened the door and saw Huba's appearance, he glared at him and cursed, "Hu Ba, it's you again, you brat! You're here so early in the morning trying to call my soul back, and you even cursed this old man to die?"

"What do you want from me? Aren't you busy with your shady dealings? Did you come here to buy pork from this old man?"