500 yuan. According to Xia Jianhua's suggestion, after the discount, 500 catties of fish and prawns were only 400 yuan.
Thirty years later, this amount of money would be enough for a family of three to eat hotpot.
However, in this era, 400 yuan was probably the income of a farmer who had to farm for a year.
This wasn't an exaggeration. He had to pay for the public grain and keep some for himself. Then, he would get rid of the fertilizer, seeds, and pesticide money.
In this day and age, each family only had a few acres of land. After deducting the cost of all kinds of things, 400 yuan was already very high.
Therefore, when Xia Qi's grandfather went out to say that there was such a good thing, he almost mobilized the entire village team.
Most of the time, Xia Qi's grandfather felt that there were enough people, so he didn't go and call them.
At noon that day, the river in the village flowed upstream to other villages and downstream out of the village. There were people putting shrimp cages everywhere.
Moreover, it wasn't just this river. There were also people who went to the fish ponds in the village.
Xia Qi even heard his father's conversation and knew that someone had actually brought the prawn cage to a relative's fish pond in another village.
After all, they were just small fish and prawns. They were not rare. Even if they did not know each other, they only needed to inform the owner when they went to other villages to do this.
Anyway, the opening of the prawn cage was very small, and the fish raised would definitely not be able to enter. They would only catch some prawns and small fish.
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"Baby, can you not go back? Stay at Grandma's house today!”
"No, no, I don't want it!"
After lunch, Xia Qi pretended to be a child and struggled against his grandmother's embrace. When he shouted, he even secretly lowered his head and drooled under his eyes.
She couldn't cry.
It was already very embarrassing to pretend to be a child and cause trouble. It was impossible for her to cry.
However, Xia Qi was even more unwilling to stay at his grandmother's house.
When he went back to his house in town with his father, he could be an adult and let himself go as long as there were no outsiders.
But here, if his father left, he would have to pretend to be a child all the time. Moreover, there was still the annoying Xia Qinglong here. It was very uncomfortable.
"Hehe, Mom, I'll bring him along.
He will cry at night without me.
I'll bring him back tomorrow night or the day after tomorrow!”
"Alright, this little fellow doesn't want to be close to me anymore!”
Grandma complained, but she let go.
Xia Qi quickly ran to his father's side.
"Alright, Mom, I'll go back first!”
Xia Jianhua put Xia Qi on the backseat that was specially made for children. He then stepped on the bicycle and started to move.
"Weren't you still crying when we first got home? Why aren't you staying here now?
Don't you want to reminisce about your childhood?"
Xia Jianhua turned around and teased her when there was no one on the road.
Xia Qi rolled his eyes at him and did not answer him at all.
This was not contradictory.
......
He arrived home at 1 p. m.
His father entered the house and started writing his resignation letter in the living room. Xia Qi went to the bathroom to take a shower, then went to his room to lie on the bed and closed his eyes.
His body was still too small. When he was rapidly developing, he had to sleep well every day. Otherwise, it would affect his development and he would be finished when he became a dwarf in the future.
Even if he became a rich second-generation heir, he would still be criticized behind his back if he was too short.
Moreover, Xia Qi knew how merciless the keyboard warriors on the internet were in the future.
If he was a dwarf, there would definitely be people making articles about this topic on the internet every day.
He did not want this.
Eat well, drink well, and sleep well.
It was necessary to get rich, and it was also necessary to develop one's body.
With a beautiful future, how could he enjoy life without a good body?
At two o'clock, Xia Jianhua glanced at Xia Qi in the room and didn't disturb him.
This son of his was no longer the son from before.
Now that he went out, he didn't need to deliberately pack up things that would hurt the child. Every time he went out, he would check if the doors and windows were tightly closed.
He stood up and left.
Of course, it was still locked outside.
She was not afraid that Xia Qi would run out, but that a thief would enter the house.
.......
"Ah, it's so comfortable. It's true that we're a little poor in this era. Even though it's summer and there's only one electric fan, the environment is really quiet and the air is really good!”
Xia Qi woke up and looked at the sky outside the window. It should be three or four o'clock in the afternoon. He did not know the exact time. At home, only his father had a watch.
After getting up from the bed and stretching his body, Xia Qi got out of bed and went to the room to take a look.
The door was locked from the outside. His father had not returned yet.
All of a sudden, Xia Qi felt bored.
He was more than thirty years old on the inside. It was impossible for him to still play with the little toys in the room!
After returning to his room, Xia Qi found his father's small notebook and took out a pen.
He lay on the bed and started drawing with the electric fan.
Of course, this was not a real doodle.
After being reborn, the memories of the future were still very clear. However, as time passed, it was possible that he would forget some things.
Even if he told his father, it would still not be safe.
His father hadn't been there before, so no matter how shocked Xia Qi was, he would definitely forget everything as time passed.
Therefore, he could only rely on himself, or rather, pen and paper.
Of course, Xia Qi's way of recording was that he couldn't write anything directly.
They were all scribbles, abstract paintings that only he could understand.
For example, there was a fat penguin-like thing with a number of 60 on its stomach and eight eggs behind its butt.
This meant that Penguin was founded in 1998, and the 60 in its belly was the fact that Penguin was almost sold for 600,000.
If it was someone else who didn't know, who would know what it meant?
However, if Xia Qi were to take a look, even if his memories faded, he would still be able to recall many things.
For example, when Penguin was founded, the tragic situation when it was founded, and through this tragic situation, he remembered the cold winter of the Internet.
Moreover, the painting did not stop there. Xia Qi added many other things to the paper overnight, such as the back of a person standing there looking at the moon.
This was WeChat.
There were all kinds of marks and ugly drawings, page after page. By the time Xia Jianhua returned, Xia Qi had already drawn five or six pages.
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