Chapter 3 Mom, I'm back
Lu Yiming's home is not far from the school, so he usually goes home for lunch.
Before the bell rang, he had already walked down the teaching building and onto the boulevard.
After all, it was the first day of rebirth, and he was in a good mood and had a good appetite. After leaving school, Lu Yiming went to the nearby vegetable market and bought two kilograms of freshly dead swimming crabs - don't ask why he bought freshly dead crabs, the answer is just one word: cheap.
Walking into his own community, Lu Yiming was very excited.
The gravel path, the neatly trimmed privet trees, and the bare red brick walls covered with ivy, everything seemed so familiar.
It was here that Lu Yiming spent his carefree childhood. He could have continued to be happy, but a sudden accident completely changed his life.
In his previous life, he knew nothing. It was not until he started working on his own that he gradually understood the truth of things.
As my thoughts drifted, the door of my home was already in sight.
Pulling open the screen door, Lu Yiming took out the key, opened the green iron door, and couldn't hold back his excitement. He shouted into the house, "Mom, I'm back."
There was a noise in the kitchen. After a while, Lu Yiming's mother Ning Xuehua lifted the beaded curtain in the kitchen, poked her head out, and cast a gentle look on his face: "Are you back? You can watch TV in the living room first. There are lychees on the table. Aunt Zhou from next door sent them over. Eat less, we'll have dinner later."
Lu Yiming brought the swimming crabs he bought to the kitchen. Seeing the clay pot on the coal stove, he said, "Are you making porridge? Just add the swimming crabs and have seafood porridge."
Ning Xuehua was very surprised to see Lu Yiming actually bought some vegetables.
"Where did you get the money to buy these?"
Lu Yiming grinned: "If I save a dollar and a half every day, I can save a lot. I know that business at my dad's factory is not good, so I can't spend money lavishly."
Ning Xuehua was immediately moved after hearing this, and her voice was choked with sobs: "Good child, you have grown up."
Seeing this scene, Lu Yiming felt very uncomfortable.
Before traveling through time, due to changes in the family, his parents worked hard all day long to make a living and repay debts. As a result, they left this world without even having a grandson, which became an eternal regret in Lu Yiming's heart.
Now, looking at his mother who is about the same age as himself before he traveled through time, Lu Yiming secretly swore in his heart.
I will never let tragedy happen again in this life.
"Haha, I'm already in high school, of course I have to grow up."
After Lu Yiming finished laughing, he looked around the house and asked, "Where's Dad?"
"Your father is still working in the factory. In recent years, mold factories have sprung up everywhere. There are hundreds of them in Baiyun City alone. The competition is very fierce, and profits have been squeezed very much. Your father and the technicians in the factory have to work overtime to produce as much goods as possible. Well, to be honest, the lean mold factory next door transformed last year and became a contractor to contract construction sites. Now it has established a real estate company. I heard that the business is very good."
After Ning Xuehua's explanation, these past events gradually became clear in Lu Yiming's mind.
In fact, things are not that complicated. Because of the gradual deepening of reform and opening up, Guangdong Province has become a hot spot for investment, and all walks of life have begun to roll back.
Either take the route of technology research and development, deeply cultivate the industry, and accumulate advantages. Or directly change the track and invest in other emerging industries.
Now, just on the eve of the real estate boom, those who build houses will become the richest people in the country in the future.
As far as Lu Yiming knows, there are several factory owners who have invested their money in real estate and are doing very well.
However, the Dingyuan Foundry owned by Lu Yiming's father Lu Ding is on the verge of collapse due to its lack of obvious technological advantages and increasing competition from its peers.
In his previous life, Lu Ding was devastated because the factory's profits became increasingly slim and he was eventually cheated by his partners, and he never recovered from that.
Various information went around in his mind, and Lu Yiming gradually formed some ideas.
"Then let Dad go into real estate. Before, Jingyi Mould Factory was not as good as us. Now we are also going into real estate. It is impossible for us to be worse than them, right?"
Ning Xuehua sighed, looking helpless: "I told him a long time ago, but he was stubborn. He said he had been doing this for many years and couldn't let it go."
As they were talking, there was a noise outside the door and Lu Ding came back.
The mother and son immediately shut up in tacit understanding. Ning Xuehua lifted the kitchen curtain with a smile on her face, looked at the tired Lu Ding and said, "Are you back? Our son was very sensible today and bought some swimming crabs. I've already put them in the porridge. Let's have seafood porridge today."
Lu Ding, who had originally had a stern face, softened his expression. He nodded slightly, sat on the sofa in the living room, turned on the color TV, and started watching the news.
Lu Yiming didn't say anything, just sat there and ate lychees.
However, his mind was not idle.
Based on the remaining memories, Lu Yiming knew that the main reason for Lu Ding's failure was the low entry threshold in this industry, the involution among peers, and the fierce competition.
Lu Ding is a small boss with assets of only a few million. The mold factory he runs is completely a micro-enterprise with almost zero risk resistance. He is destined to be squeezed out by his larger and lower-cost peers. Coupled with the constant infighting among several partners, bankruptcy is almost inevitable.
In fact, with the rapid development of the real estate industry and the manufacturing industry, mold manufacturing, as the first process of mechanical manufacturing, can last at least another 20 years.
But the problem is that the mold factory in Lu Ding's hands lacks technical strength. The only thing he can do is to purchase iron ingot raw materials, cast them into lathe rough blanks, and then send them to the next buyer for fine polishing.
It can be said that there is no technical content and the money earned is hard-earned.
Lu Yiming knew very well that this would not work, but his father was too stubborn and no amount of persuasion would work. He could only sigh in his heart. It seemed that there was no hope of being a second-generation rich man who would just eat and wait for death. He should work harder and strive to be a first-generation rich man.
After dinner, Lu Yiming went to school.
After school in the afternoon, there is only an hour and a half left before evening self-study . It is of course too rushed to go home for dinner, so most people choose to eat in the school cafeteria or at small stalls at the school gate.
Lu Yiming didn't eat, and he spent all his money on buying swimming crabs.
He came to Xianfeng Old Street, two blocks away from the school, and found a computer assembly store.
In his previous life, he was very familiar with the owner of this store and they would often go out for late-night snacks and play games together.
However, with the rise of e-commerce and the development of logistics, these computer assembly stores that made money by taking advantage of information gaps and hard work have gradually declined.
The shop owner's name was Qian Hongli, and later Lu Yiming always called him Lao Qian.
At this time, Qian Hongli was sitting on a red plastic chair smoking. Seeing a customer coming, he quickly stood up and greeted him: "Hello, what can I do for you?"
Lu Yiming walked to the counter, looked around, and then said, "Build me a computer. I want one with explosive performance."
There is no way. In Lu Yiming's eyes, the performance of computers these days is simply rubbish. The computing power of a machine that costs tens of thousands of yuan is probably not as good as that of a thousand-yuan smartphone twenty years later.
When Qian Hongli heard this, his eyes lit up immediately. This was a big deal. He was a little excited: "Okay, did you bring the configuration list? If you don't understand, I can help you build it. I guarantee that I can get you the most powerful computer on the market!"
Speaking of computers, twenty years later, Lu Yiming has been making a living with this thing, so how could he not understand it?
However, it is 1998 after all, and God knows what kind of . Lu Yiming is completely in the dark in this regard.
"Please help me find the one. I have plenty of money."
Lu Yiming acted very heroically.
"Okay, then you sit down first."
Qian Hongli put out the cigarette in his hand without saying a word and started to work.
Half an hour later , a brand new computer appeared in front of Lu Yiming.
Qian Hongli wiped the sweat from his forehead, handed a configuration list to Lu Yiming, and grinned, revealing a mouthful of big yellow teeth.
"This is the configuration table. The total cost is 13,000. I will waive the labor fee for you."
