My 1999

"Didn't his father and mother leave something for you when they left?"

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment and looked at the large stack of red bills in his hand, feeling greedy.

Gritting his teeth.

"Go and take it out."

The woman quickly agreed.

He turned around and took the money into the back room.

After a while, I came out with a wooden box the size of a football.

After the middle-aged man took it and opened it, there was a small cup placed on the thick cotton cloth.

Xu Liang took one look and felt excited instantly.

"that's it!"

The colorful jar he bought for eight thousand yuan was a worthless piece of junk. The reason why this money is spent is to lead to the real big leak later.

Qing Yongzheng Doucai Chicken Cup.

In two years' time, CCTV 2 will have a very famous program - "Treasure Appraisal".

Yidu, as a famous historical and cultural city, has also held one phase.

Then this small cup became the star of that issue with an estimated price of 6.5 million.

Because the owner of the treasure, in his grandfather's village, caused a sensation in the surrounding villages.

6.5 million in 2003. People in the village have never seen so much money in their lives.

After Xu Liang found out about it, he specially read that issue of "Treasure Appraisal" online, so he remembered it deeply.

Later, every time he came to visit relatives, he would pass by this house, which continuously strengthened his memory.

But by that time, the family had moved away to avoid getting into trouble if their wealth was exposed.

After he made money from Spring Festival couplets, his second step was to plan this treasure and complete his original accumulation.

"Uncle, I didn't expect you to hide something good here."

"This is handed down from my ancestors. How much do you think it will cost?"

Xu Liang took it carefully, put it in his hand and looked at it.

Although the memory has been blurred over time, you can feel a different kind of warmth like jade as soon as you get your hands on this top-notch porcelain.

I became more and more certain that this was what I was looking for.

"Uncle, this is an official kiln from the Guangxu period. I will give you thirty thousand."

"Thirty thousand?!"

The woman exclaimed, and the man looked shocked.

This is their net income for two years.

Xu Liang nodded fiercely.

Rural people don't know much about goods and only pick big ones.

Xu Liang also used the same method - throwing money.

There are almost no channels for villagers to learn about antiques, and their minds are not as complicated as those of businessmen, who only care about money.

Once given, things can be taken away.

The man suppressed his excitement.

"No, no, thirty thousand is too little. Last time I saw it, they gave me sixty thousand."

Doubling it is already a sky-high price in his opinion.

"Uncle, you don't do this in business. How about I give you more, thirty-five thousand?"

"No, just 60,000. If you don't want it, forget it."

"etc."

Xu Liang quickly pressed the box.

"I can give you 60,000, but you have to write me a note."

As soon as Xu Liang agreed, the man's hands trembled.

Swallowed.

"Wha...what documents?"

"Of course it's a purchase and sale document. One hand pays the money and the other hand delivers the goods. There is no time limit for children and old people."

The man nodded quickly, fearing that the enemy in front of him would regret it.

"Fuck, bring me a pen and paper."

The man finished writing and pressed his fingerprints.

"Look."

Xu Liang took a look, nodded with satisfaction, and received it in the bag.

"Where's the money?"

"Xu Liang opened the backpack on his back and took out 60,000 yuan."

The red notes slapped on the table instantly aroused the greed of the couple.

He quickly took it and counted it.

Xu Liang took the opportunity to carefully put the box into his backpack.

"Uncle, aunt, sixty thousand is correct, right?"

"That's right, that's right."

The woman smiled so hard that she couldn't close her mouth.

Their family's total savings are less than 60,000 yuan.

"Then I'll leave first."

"I send you."

"Need not."

Xu Liang came out, got on his motorcycle and sped away.

Looking at the disappearing figure, the man suddenly felt a little empty.

"Damn it, do you think we sold it cheaply?"

"What's so cheap? I think we've made a lot of money. In the past, when you gave that cup to those selling second-hand goods, the most you gave was three thousand."

The man nodded and said nothing more.

On the way back, Xu Liang was very excited. Although he spent a little more money, he finally achieved his goal.

All the way home, I threw the colorful jars I bought into the corner.

I hold my baby in my arms, but I don’t know where to put it.

It doesn't feel safe anywhere.

After searching around for a while, I put it in the cabinet in the corner. I put my clothes on it and covered it up completely before I felt relieved.

In the afternoon, Xu Liang took a bus to the city again. He wanted to check some data on the current Art College Entrance Examination to convince his parents to let him break free from the current prison of high school.

There were few Internet cafes at this time, and Internet fees were very expensive.

It costs four dollars an hour.

Xu Liang couldn't help but wonder, should he give up the art training class and invest directly in the Internet cafe?

After hesitating for a while, I decided to forget it.

One machine is five thousand, one hundred is half a million.

Moreover, it will need to be updated in two years, and the investment will be too high.

In contrast, art training classes are a vast blue ocean, and I have experience in this field, so I am more experienced than experienced.

And the investment is small and the results are quick.

Pull out the chair and sit down, turn on the machine, log in the password and go online.

I saw icons for Sina, Sohu, NetEase and China.com on the desktop.

Around two thousand years ago, China.com was the leader of China's portal websites.

Especially in November 1999, as China reached a WTO access agreement with corrupt countries, China.com's stock price soared 75% in one day, and the company's market value reached a staggering more than 5 billion US dollars.

At that time, the market value of telecommunications giant Ericsson was this price.

It is a pity that China.com, which was too superstitious about capital operation and did not concentrate on producing content, completely fell into decline in just three years, and its good cards were completely ruined.

Drive the mouse to click on Sina.

A big headline came into view.

"The road show is over, Sina.com will be listed on the Nasdaq Technology Board on April 13, 2000."

"It's a pity that I was reborn too late. If it had been two or three years earlier, I wouldn't have started an Internet business."

Of course, he was just thinking about it. No matter how enthusiastic those venture capital investors are, they will never invest in a junior high school student.

Continue to browse other news.

"The Nasdaq Composite Index reached a new high, reaching 4880 points, and the Internet market is booming."

Xu Liang was stunned and muttered to himself.

“NASDAQ hasn’t collapsed yet?!”

Before his rebirth, he didn't pay much attention to the stock market. He was not a financial professional and had limited knowledge of the development of domestic and foreign stock markets.

But even so, he was still aware of the famous Nasdaq crisis.

Out of a businessman's instinct, he instantly sensed the opportunity.

Opportunities to go short.

My heart suddenly became excited.

"But when will the Nasdaq collapse?"

I thought about it for a long time and couldn't remember it. I only knew that it was the first half of the year, but I didn't know exactly when it was the first half of the year.

Not knowing time means risk.

Fortunately, this risk is controllable. As long as he does not increase leverage randomly, he has a great chance of making a fortune.

After thinking about it clearly, Xu Liang's heart suddenly became hot.

I browsed through the Sina website and collected a lot of Nasdaq news.

Then he closed his eyes and thought about what he should do next.

"First ask if you can short U.S. stocks in China. If not, you have to find a way to go to Xiangjiang."

If you go to Hong Kong, you won't be able to get a work visa, so you can only go as a tourist. In this case, you will need a passport, and you will also need to exchange the Chinese currency in your hand into Hong Kong dollars or US dollars.

Fortunately, in this era, there is no limit on individuals’ exchange of U.S. dollars.

I took a deep breath, calmed down, collected some information I wanted through Baidu, which was just established, and quickly left the Internet cafe.

I found an optical shop and got a pair of old-fashioned black-rimmed glasses.

After wearing it, Xu Liang's temperament instantly matured a lot.

"Finally, I no longer look like a high school student."

Being too young is a negative factor in doing business. As long as they see your face, people will doubt your strength and sincerity. Therefore, Xu Liang had to do the same.

"Better grow a beard."

Return home in the evening.

After dinner, Xu Liang took the initiative to speak.

"Mom and Dad, there is something I want to discuss with you."

The two people, including Xu Meng, turned around and looked over, questioning in their eyes.

"Mom and Dad, our school's liberal arts class will be divided into an art class this year, and I plan to study art."

"Study art?"

Xu Yongpei frowned.

In his view, studying art is not doing his job properly.

Xu Liang nodded, "I plan to transfer to the art class."

Xu Yongpei subconsciously wanted to refuse, but as he spoke, he stopped again when he saw his much mature son.

Selling Spring Festival couplets in the past half month has greatly changed his son's impression in his heart.

Subconsciously put Xu Liang on an equal footing to communicate.

"Brother, why do you suddenly want to study art?" Xu Meng asked.

"Of course it's to get into college."

There was a pause.

"My score in the final exam of my sophomore year of high school was 553. With this score, I can only pass the general exam. 985 and 211 are basically useless. But it is different for art students."

"First of all, most of the 985 and 211 universities across the country now offer fine arts majors. Last year, 18,000 students with fine arts talents nationwide applied for admission, and 16,700 were admitted. The admission rate was 92.7%, all of which were undergraduates."

"In comparison, last year, 2.8 million people took the liberal arts and sciences college entrance examination, and 1.6 million were admitted, with an admission rate of 56%. However, more than half of them here are junior colleges. There are only 790,000 people with three undergraduate courses."

Xu Yongpei was silent for a moment, "How do you know this?"

"I went to the city this morning and saw it from the official website of the Ministry of Education."

Even so, only part of these data are true, and most of the rest are his own conjectures.

But it doesn't matter if it's true or not, he just needs to convince his parents to let him study art.

"Brother, I know that art students have low requirements for cultural courses, and your grades must be enough. But you have never studied art, can you do it in one and a half years?" Xu Meng asked.

"The art students in our school stopped taking cultural classes from the third year of high school and devoted all their time to studying art. I plan to major in art classes six months in advance from the second year of high school."

"With my current grades, even if I don't study for a year, I can still score 300 or 400 points in the college entrance examination. For art students, 300 or 400 points are enough."

"As for my major, I plan to go to Beijing. There are art classes there that specialize in art training. The teachers are better than those in our school, and they will be more conducive to my improvement."

Xu Liang talks eloquently and is very convincing.

"Liangzi, it seems that you have been thinking about this matter for a long time." Wang Lingxiang said.

"Mom, I want to get into a good university, and art is the only way out."

"Your grades are not bad, but you can't improve in one and a half years. Do you have to study art?" Xu Yongpei said.

"Dad, I'm not good at English. I've tried hard for a long time to no avail. Even if I take the college entrance examination, I won't be able to improve much. It's hard to change."

"Are you determined to study art?" Xu Yongpei asked.

Xu Liang nodded affirmatively, "I plan to go to the capital tomorrow and inspect the art schools there first."

"What, going to the capital tomorrow?"

The whole family was shocked.

"One year is neither long nor short. From now on, I must seize every minute."

Xu Liang said firmly.

Xu Yongpei looked a little complicated.

There has never been a moment like this when he clearly felt that his son had grown up.

Not only can I make money to support my family, but I also have a clear plan for my future and have a firm goal.