The game "Star Warrior mx-151" is very rubbish and awesome. It can be regarded as the first Chinese PC game, and the text in the game uses Chinese.

It is a very awesome thing to present Chinese characters on computers without inserting Chinese cards.

But in Nanyi's opinion, this game is indeed very rough.

"Dad, is it difficult to play games?" Nan Wuwei asked suddenly.

"Do you do it yourself?"

"Yes."

"It's not too complicated in technology, the hard thing is that your mother will slap you ass."

"Oh." Nan Wuwei turned around and hugged Nan Yi and said, "Dad, can you change your mother?"

"Okay, what kind of thing do you want?"

"Well..." Nan Wuwei's little head turned and said, "Auntie Scarlett is like that."

"Do you still want to have breakfast tomorrow?"

"eat."

"Then don't say this later, otherwise your mother will give you fried pork with bamboo shoots."

"No." When Nan Wuwei heard Nan Yi's words, he stretched his hands back, hugged his butt, and then said pitifully: "Dad, I miss the great grandma."

"Okay, mom hits you again in the future, I will help you hit her." Nan Yi picked up Nan Wuwei and put it in his arms.

"Okay, dad beat him hard."

"Little clever ghost, I can't beat the game or not, and I won't beat my dad and take you to bed."

"No, dad tells a story."

"good."

After telling a good story, Nan Yi coaxed Nan Wuwei to sleep and went downstairs.

"Sleep?"

"Um."

Nanyi picked up the remote control on the coffee table and turned the volume down on the TV.

"The teacher asked me to write a thesis."

Liu Zhen pulled Lananyi's arm and asked him to sit next to him.

Nan Yi moved his butt and changed into a comfortable position, "What's the proposition?"

"Securities."

"Exchange?"

"That's what it means, let's demonstrate the feasibility and necessity of opening a stock exchange in Beijing."

"Beijing? Not domestic?"

"It's the capital."

"Oh." Nan Yi said thoughtfully: "Just write it. I can contact Phillin for you if you need any information."

"The one from the New York Stock Exchange? Do you know?"

"I don't know her, she knows her."

"It's boring." Liu Zhen pouted and said, "Help me find a way to get the invitation to visit the New York Stock Exchange."

"Let's talk about it, don't think about it, do your job well first."

"Securities are also my job, is it good? Our bank's trust company has a securities trading department in Shanghai."

"Oh, it's very awesome. It's a few dozen square meters, not as big as our living room. One counter is the entire trading place. There are two stocks in total and one blackboard is done."

Liu Zhen said unyieldingly: "Shaoyin is so sarcastic that nothing can be done from nothing. From one to two, there may be a large exchange in the capital in the future, with thousands or tens of thousands of stocks."

"Thousands of sickles, swish, swish, reap all the money in retail investors' pockets and concentrate their wealth."

"screw you."

Nan Yi looked at his watch and said, "I won't talk to you anymore. I'll take a shower and go to bed. My son went to bed early today. I'll take him to Xiaoshi tomorrow."

"Why take him to Xiaocheng?"

"Tell him a lesson and let him learn how to set up a archway."

"Another nonsense."

...

Early in the morning, Nan Yi brought Nan Wuwei to Dazhong Temple.

This is a vegetable wholesale market, and what they do is Xiaoshi business. At three or four o'clock, vegetable vendors and stall owners in the vegetable market will come here to serve goods, and then they will open a stall to do business around five o'clock.

"How to put fennel [not star anise, but a vegetable]?" Nan Yi took Nan Wuwei to a tractor and asked.

"How many?" the stall owner asked.

"Two pounds."

"Battle of Cows."

"Qimao." Nan Yi bargained.

"Seventy-five."

“[name].”

When the stall owner heard that Nan Yi agreed to the price, he immediately carried a large handful of fennel from the tractor and put it on the scale. Then he didn't put the weight and directly pulled the weight to a position of 10kg. "Look, I'll give you half a tael."

Nan Yi didn't say anything, first observed the size of each bundle of fennel, then clicked the number of fennel bundles on the scale, then lifted up a bundle of fennel and weighed it in his hand.

"Add a bundle, I used to get medicine at the pharmacy." Nan Yi said lightly.

The stall owner looked at Nan Yi, reluctantly grabbed a bundle from the tractor and put it on the scale.

"Thank you, come again next time."

After Nan Yi finished speaking, he took out a stack of fur tickets from the bag hanging around his neck, ordered 7000 yuan and handed it to the stall owner.

The stall owner took the money, pumped a bundle of straw from the rice handle and handed it to Nan Yi.

Nan Yi took the straw, divided a small bale from it and broke it into three strands, rubbed it in his hand for a while, and a straw rope appeared in his hand. He did the same and rubbed several pieces in a row.

Connect the straw ropes one by one, Nan Yi tied the fennel together, and carried Nan Wuwei to the next tractor.

"Dad, it's obviously twenty kilograms, why do you want to say two kilograms?"

"Because this is wholesale, the price of vegetables is cheaper than that of the vegetable market, so people who only buy one or two pounds will come here to buy vegetables. But the bosses here don't want to entertain those who buy zero, so they divide the pounds by ten."

Nan Yiliang took the fennel in Liang's hand, "The fennel in the vegetable market is only a few cents per pound. Just now, my father said he would buy two pounds, but the boss said 80 cents. This price is very expensive and will scare away those who have zero purchases."

"Dad, is it a polite rejection?" Nan Wuwei said with his head raised.

"It's more appropriate to use tactfulness here."

"Oh, I got it, dad."

"Be good, Dad will take you to the front and ask about the price. Our family grows vegetables and grows a lot of vegetables. We should pay attention to the price of vegetables every day. If the price drops, our family will lose a lot of money."

"Dad, what if the price rises?"

"The price rises, and our family may not make more money. We also have to figure out the reasons for the price increase. The price of vegetables is related to many things. If you grow vegetables, you have to buy seeds, pesticides, fertilizers, water, you have to pay wages to workers, and you have to transport them. Just like my father's car, you have to refuel it, and these cost money.

Among these, if the price increases, the food will increase, but the more money you earn is not ours.

So, my dad not only grows vegetables, but also produces seeds, fertilizers, and pesticides. In this way, our family can make more money."

"Dad, how much can you make by selling the vegetables in your hand?"

"We can't make money, our car is too fuel-intensive. It takes several dollars of oil to burn back and forth from home to come here."

"Oh, what should I do?"

Nan Yi picked up Nan Wuwei and scraped his nose, "It's easy to deal with. Sell you, our Wuwei is worth it."

"No, sell your mother, don't sell your Wuwei."

"Yes, yes, let's sell our mothers, if we don't sell them expensively, we can sell them cheaply."

"Yeah, just sell it for a cent."

There was a bundle of fennel as props, and Nan Yi said that his restaurant was about to open. Today he came here to inquire about the price. He took Nan Wuwei smoothly to ask the "high price" in the wholesale price from the stall owners.

There are not many dishes served in the restaurant at a time, and I can’t get the most affordable price.

Although Nan Yi had a vague idea of ​​letting Nan Wuwei join the army or taking the exam, that was just Nan Yi's unilateral idea. It is still unknown what Nan Wuwei thought. Nan Yi did not expect any feedback from his own son.

Nan Yi still had to train Nan Wuwei step by step, first pour half of the bucket of water in his stomach to Nan Wuwei, and then let Nan Wuwei choose one or several buckets in the future to continue to replenish the water, or create a new bucket.

After a vegetable wholesale class ended, Nan Yi sent Nan Wuwei and twenty kilograms of fennel back to the old villa, while he went to Shengchen Pharmaceutical himself.

The first thing I did when I arrived at the office was to ask Jiang Ziqi to call Qiao Weiping over.
Chapter completed!