If you could start your life over again, would you still live a mediocre life like a walking zombie?

June 1985.

Xiangjiang, Saigon Peninsula, Saigon Sea.

"Wow, Brother Shu, there are two mouse spots in this fish basket! The blind God opened his eyes very early today."

A dark-skinned young man shouted with excitement. He was holding an old wooden boat with one hand while his body was soaking in the sea.

"Hehe, that's good. It seems that we can earn a lot of labor expenses today."

"That's for sure. God is not blind. There are not many hard-working young men like us in Saigon."

The boy soaking in the sea is named Wu Zhenqiang, a Hakka from Saigon, Xiangjiang, and he is 16 years old this year.

The person standing on the boat talking to him is the protagonist of the story, Li Yangshu.

Like most online novels, Li Yangshu’s soul traveled through time in early February this year.

All time travels are almost the same nonsense, and Li Yangshu is not immune to it, as his name is the same in both lives.

Briefly introduce Li Yangshu’s past life.

Occupation in previous life: Foreign Chinese journalist.

Work performance: I have been working hard for 17 years and have not been promoted until my death.

Hobbies: Chinese Kung Fu, senior movies, novels, songs, football, animation enthusiasts. This also leads to the fact that he has never been interested in such a high-level job to outsiders.

Idols: Chinese star Li Xiaolong, sword master Yu Chenghui.

Cause of death: Died after being exposed and besieged by a criminal group while performing an undercover mission.

It is worth mentioning that there are great benefits after time travel. After occupying the body of this life, Li Yangshu clearly felt the power of his brain.

For example, you have a strong memory, a photographic memory, and you can learn things very quickly.

If Li Yangshu were to be on a super brain show now, Brother Shui would probably be no match for him.

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"Aqiang, come here to help."

"Here comes my sworn brother."

While Li Yangshu and Wu Zhenqiang were talking, another boy who was stronger than the two emerged from the sea not far away.

Hearing Zhang Deyi's shout, Li Yangshu on the boat hurriedly set up an ancient wooden oar and paddled over.

"Come up and take a rest."

"It's okay, Brother Shu, there are only two fish baskets left. Aqiang and I will finish the work one by one and call it a day."

"Well, let's take a few breaths. Today's harvest is good. I'll cook on the stove tonight."

Li Yangshu, Wu Zhenqiang, and Zhang Deyi formed the Saigon youth fishing trio that opened the painting.

Except for Wu Zhenqiang who is 16 years old, Li and Zhang are both 18 years old.

Children from poor families start their families early, and the three of them are no exception. They endure the scorching sun and do dangerous fishing work.

Unlike other fishermen, they do not have fishing boats that can go out to sea, and even their dilapidated wooden boats do not even have motors, so they can only row with their hard-working arms.

What did you say?

Fishing net?

A small boat that is slightly larger than your size 58 shoes cannot be equipped with such high-end equipment.

You asked again, how do you fish without a fishing net?

Are you going to catch it with your bare hands?

This is catching fish in the sea, not catching chickens with bare hands in a farmyard.

Almost.

Since Li Yangshu traveled through time in February this year and saw the impoverished family without relatives, he has been organizing non-stop fishing operations with his few friends Zhang Deyi and Wu Zhenqiang.

Under the beautiful blueprint drawn by Li Yangshu, Zhang Deyi and Wu Zhenqiang used money from home to buy a small broken boat with eighteen hands.

Li Yangshu used his small inheritance to buy some materials and weave 10 fish baskets.

From then on, the dark trio’s journey of fishing and making money began.

All three of them have pretty good water skills, so this job of making money can be considered a success. Every day they just sink the fish basket on the seabed, press it with a stone, put some fresh fish eggs in it, and fish it out every 24 hours. A great catch.

Saigon is a famous seafood trading market. The three of them don't have to worry about sales at all. The small business is still successful, which is much better than working in Hong Kong Island.

At this time, the per capita salary in Xiangjiang was about 3,000 Hong Kong dollars. Li Yangshu roughly calculated that the three of them had already earned 60,000 to 70,000 Hong Kong dollars in four months since they started fishing, a little more than 20,000 Hong Kong dollars each.

At this point, Li Yangshu's anxiety about not having money has calmed down a little.

The sun slowly retreats, ushering in the other half of time.

Food stalls.

"Ayi, Aqiang, you two start working together from tomorrow."

"Brother Shu, what are you doing?" Zhang Deyi and Wu Zhenqiang said in unison.

"I want to go to Hong Kong Island to try my luck. I don't want to spend my whole life fishing here."

Zhang Deyi: "Have you decided what to do? How about A Qiang and I go with you?"

"I haven't thought about it yet. Let's go there first. It's better for you two not to go there yet. It's harder to find money outside. It's hard to save money for rent and food."

"If I can break out in the future, let's talk if you are willing to go."

It is very realistic that it is difficult for ordinary office workers to survive without a house in Hong Kong.

In the future of Xiangjiang, people who earn 30,000 yuan a month and own a house live a more comfortable life than those who earn 50,000 yuan a month renting a house.

"Brother Shu, are you going tomorrow? I want to go with you. I also want to live in high-rise buildings on Hong Kong Island and in Causeway Bay." This is what Wu Zhenqiang said.

Li Yangshu smiled helplessly and said: "Hey, Ah Qiang, you don't even listen to me? Fish hard first and save up enough down payment to buy a house before you go."

The growth rate of housing prices in Xiangjiang is comparable to that of the high-speed train. It will flash by in an instant. What I feel most deeply is the winding train combination. Since I can't keep up with the speed, I have just shut up and stopped singing.

What can you do to me?

If I don’t sing, I’ll make you mad.

Take Whampoa Garden, where many Hong Kong drifters live, for example. It was built in the 1980s. It started selling off-the-plan properties in 1985, priced at HK$700 per square foot. It was officially sold in 1986. The cheapest unit is HK$280,000, and the down payment can be as little as HK$1,000.

Cheng, the monthly loan repayment is more than 2,000 Hong Kong dollars.

The cheapest Huangpu Garden now costs more than 5 million Hong Kong dollars, which is about 20 times more expensive.

"Find more money now and pay more down payment when buying a house in the future, so your life will be easier."

"I know, I listen to Brother Shu."

Tomorrow Li Yangshu will go out to explore, and the three of them drank a lot of beer, far more than their usual drinking capacity. They said a lot of intimate words, supported each other and swayed back home.

Lying on the hard wooden bed, Li Yangshu's thoughts became clear again. He recalled every bit of his two lives, and he couldn't help but sigh: It's good to be alive.

For his parents in this life, Li Yangshu has no feelings at all. He has never even met them. How can he have any feelings?

It turns out that this idiot couldn't bear the blow after his parents died of illness, so he chose to cut his wrists, which happened to give another idiot named Li Yangshu a chance.

Therefore, Li Yangshu feels that this is quite good, as he can let go and have no worries.

He does have some relatives in Xiangjiang, but in his memory the relationship is not that harmonious. Anyway, Li Yangshu has not seen each other in the past four months, which is good.

Fall asleep.

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Get up in the morning, embrace the sun, and let your body be filled with bright sunlight and full of positive energy.

As a senior Chinese martial arts enthusiast, Li Yangshu practices boxing every day, and sometimes swordsmanship. In his previous life, he watched videos to learn Master Yu Chenghui's swordsmanship and stick skills. After developing his brain in this life,

I feel more and more the old man Juggernaut’s talent and achievements in martial arts.

After half an hour of through-arm punching, I feel comfortable all over.

Depart from Hong Kong Island.

Xiangjiang:I'll come

I witness
Chapter completed!