"Is he really a liar?"
Back at the hotel, Xia Jianhua asked Xia Qi, still unwilling to give up.
Xia Qi rolled his eyes at Xia Jianhua.
"Dad, save it. I'm telling you clearly that this is a liar.
Dad, you will know their tricks in the future.
"Dad, if you don't believe me, when you earn money in the future, you can go to those famous mountains and rivers when you have time to look for the descendants of those sects. Then you'll know that in this world, at most, you'll learn the Eight Trigrams Fist and other boxing techniques.
It was a type of killing technique that was trained by the body.
What true energy, qinggong, and even a god?
If the Queen Mother really saw that person using her name to swindle people, she would first strike him with lightning!”
“......”
Xia Jianhua fell silent.
Seeing him like this, Xia Qi knew that he actually still hadn't let go.
After all, Wuxia and martial arts were also his dreams.
Xia Qi simply couldn't be bothered with this matter, so his father wouldn't feel dizzy. He just had to give money to these scammers to become his disciples.
In this era, Qigong Masters were everywhere.
He couldn't care less.
He was still very poor. Excluding Xia Jianhua's money, he only had seventy-five yuan. He was still hidden in his hometown. When his father was a teacher, he had seized a book called 'Dream of the Red Chamber'.
He was penniless and could not help the world.
Therefore, Xia Qi had only asked his father to bring him back when he knew that it was a swindler who was trying to scam him.
He couldn't do anything about it, and neither could Xia Jianhua. They didn't have the ability to do so, and they might even get themselves into trouble.
That night, Xia Jianhua dreamed that he had become a hero with Qigong. But in the end, a huge vortex descended from the sky and sucked all his wealth into it.
"No!" Xia Jianhua roared in his dream.
On the bed outside, Xia Jianhua suddenly opened his eyes.
"Hu ~"
Looking around, Xia Jianhua heaved a sigh of relief.
Looking at the side, Xia Qi was sleeping with a blanket covering him.
Xia Jianhua recalled his dream with lingering fear and then laughed at himself.
"What bullsh * t Qigong!"
After saying that, he lay down again and closed his eyes.
Number twenty-eight.
In the morning, after the father and son checked out of the room, they carried the sack and began to look for the nearby vegetable market.
When they arrived at the market, they first bought steamed buns, steamed buns, and soy milk outside. Then, they squatted by the roadside and finished eating. After that, the father and son entered the market like people who came to buy vegetables.
However, half an hour later, the father and son walked out from the other end with a worried expression.
The market price of fish and prawns in Shanghai was very good.
It was even more expensive than Luzhou.
Ten RMB per catty was definitely a good price.
However, the market price was so high, so why was Xia Qi and his son still in such a mood?
There was only one reason. They were late to the market here.
Some stalls in this market sold fresh fish, shrimps, dried fish products from the sea and dried fish and shrimps from the river that Xia Jianhua bought.
In the market, there were also dried river prawns and dried fish sold in the southern miscellaneous shops.
Xia Jianhua asked the shop owner if they could purchase from the wholesale market.
He didn't say the price, but that wasn't important.
Xia Qi and Xia Jianhua had never thought of fighting against anyone in their plan.
It was obvious that there were people doing business in the Shanghai market.
In other words, this market was not hungry.
The fish and shrimp business was an opportunity to make quick money. It was actually the first two waves of the hungry market. The market was saturated, and this thing was not a fast-moving product. It was definitely profitable, but the speed and efficiency of making money, plus the effort of competing with others.
Why not give up on this market and go to other markets?
Of course, Xia Jianhua and Xia Qi did not give up completely. They took the bus and walked a little further away. After they went to two more markets, Xia Jianhua and Xia Qi finally gave up.
Under a lawn with no shade by the roadside, the father and son took a few sips of the mineral water they had bought.
"Son, it looks like the Shanghai market is going to be abandoned!”
"Yes!" Xia Qi nodded.
"We should indeed give up and go somewhere else to take a look. But Dad, if we don't do business in Shanghai, we can't use money orders to transfer money over. We don't have an address here, and we can't wait here forever!”
"That's right! This is troublesome!"
Xia Jianhua also frowned.
The situation in the Shanghai market had affected another way for the father and son to earn money.
"Why don't we go to the stock exchange center you mentioned and rent a house?
Although we can't be sure when the money order will arrive, there's always a rough time. When the time comes, we can just come to Shanghai and wait. Anyway, there's no one at home, and he won't lose our money order. We can go to the post office to get it ourselves!”
His father thought for a moment and suggested a solution.
Xia Qi looked at his father, and even Xia Jianhua was baffled.""What's wrong? Isn't this plan okay?"
"Hehe, no, Dad, you've really grown up. Why didn't I think of that?
Yes, this method is feasible!"
Xia Qi did not have much of an impression of this era. He did not really understand some of the things in this era.
Now that his father had mentioned it, he suddenly felt enlightened.
That's right!
The person could not stay for a long time, but even if the money order was delivered home, he would not lose it. He would just keep it at the post office and bring his household registration book and identity card to get it.
"You brat, you've grown up. Why don't you take a look at yourself, little kid!”
The problem was solved in an instant.
The father and son laughed again, completely dispelling the gloominess from not being able to do business in Shanghai.
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