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Chapter 1 Start with only one boat

2019, the high seas of Nanyang.

The wind is like a sword and the waves are like anger.

A fishing boat from the Lanfang Islands faced the strong wind and cut through the waves. Behind it was a white man's warship, chasing closely.

"Bang~"

There was a loud thunder, and the fishing boat was lifted several meters high. When it hit the sea hard, half of the hull was broken.

Several sailors were instantly shocked to death, and the rest were also in chaos:

"No! What was caught in the fishing net just now was not a towed sonar!"

"Captain, we have fallen into a trap, I don't want to die yet..."

The captain, Gu Kun, is a rough man in his forties with copper-colored skin and a lean appearance, but his whole body exudes a sense of strength. He is also the only calm person on the ship.

He has been at sea for thirty years and has accumulated several thousand-ton fishing boats and shipping vessels before he has his current family business.

With his wealth, he has not been on the front line to do justice in person for several years.

Today, he heard that another Oceania warship came to litter valuable garbage, so out of the motive of protecting the marine environment, he felt itchy.

After all, Soros, the financial mad dog of Oceania, ruined many families in Southeast Asia 20 years ago? Who among the bloody men in Lanfang doesn’t want to make some quick money for the benefit of his family and his country?

Unexpectedly, I was so tricked.

The pursuing warships got closer and closer, completely overturning the wreckage of the fishing boat. A hypocritical gentleman on the side of the ship shouted with a loudspeaker:

"Surrender quickly! We will not attack you. All of this is an accident caused by you. But we are lenient and will still rescue you out of humanitarianism!"

Gu Kun soaked in the cold sea water without any illusions: "Rescue? Is there any way to survive on the boat? Haha, it's just more humiliation and torture before death."

A man who dies will be cooked in five cauldrons.

There are only a few targets in this world who can use Aegis ships as bait to attack, and he is already good enough.

Thinking of this, Gu Kun stretched out his left hand, gestured with his middle finger, and exhaled: "*!"

Then, without saying much, he chose to sink his own boat.

The other party's expression was one of astonishment and astonishment, as if he could not understand the national integrity of the Orientals.



"Wow~" Gu Kun spit out a large mouthful of seawater, opened his eyes, and his vision gradually became clearer.

In front of you are the blue sea and sky, the white coral sand, and the medieval-style sailboats and water houses.

After half a lifetime of running on the sea, he quickly concluded that he had been washed up on a reef.

"I'm not dead? How could I sink myself and be washed ashore?"

His perseverance allowed him to ignore the severe pain all over his body and the dizziness that his brain had not completely controlled, and he forced himself to stand up like a carp.

The body swayed slightly and finally stood firm.

But he soon realized something was wrong.

He lowered his head and looked at his body. His skin was fair and his muscles were plump.

What's more important is that a girl next to him who was hanging things ran directly over to hug him and cry bitterly:

"Brother, how can we go to sea in this weather? How can I survive alone if something happens? We have no food, so we can just endure it for two days, and we won't die from hunger."

Gu Kun was shocked: Isn't this his sister Gu Pan?

But his sister was killed eight years ago by a foreign organization that had a grudge against him! What a hell!

And why has my sister become younger? She still looks like a middle school student.

"Am I reborn?" Gu Kun's brain shut down for five seconds, and he could only come up with this only reasonable explanation.

He vaguely remembered that when he was 17 years old, his family ran out of money due to school debts and had no means of living. It happened that there were continuous strong winds, so he had to risk going out to sea to fish, and almost drowned. Fortunately, he drifted with the tide and was washed back with the boat.

, was picked up by my sister.

If this is correct, he was reborn back to this point in time.

25 years ago, in 1994.

If this is the case, everything can be easily explained: no wonder his body has become so much younger, and the surrounding environment has returned to the ancestral home in the seaside fishing village where he lived when he was a child - he had long moved away from the main island of Lanfang Islands before his rebirth.

I went to buy a property on an outlying island next door.

Some readers may be curious: Where are the Lanfang Islands?

In fact, this is a parallel world that is highly similar to Earth.

The only difference is that there are a few more small islands in the South China Sea between the Malaysian state of Sarawak and the Indonesian Natuna Islands. (Stern statement: This location is outside the nine-dash line of the South China Sea in China.

, it is not directly adjacent to China’s territorial waters, but is surrounded by Malaysia and India)

Because of the miracle of life, the growth of coral polyps on the seabed there has been particularly gratifying since ancient times, so some coral reefs have naturally grown out of the water.

And because of the miraculous workmanship of nature, when the Sarawak River poured into the sea from Kuching, it carried a large amount of silt. Over thousands of years, the coral reefs grew bigger and bigger, so an island country was created out of thin air. This was formed after the fall of the Ming Dynasty.

The country of the Han people.

In modern times, of course, the Lanfang Islands could not escape the clutches of invaders and became a "protected country" like Brunei next door. It was not until January 1, 1984 that the fate of puppets ended at the same time as Brunei.

In a word, this is a shrunken version of Brunei in various indicators.

The total land area is 2,800 square kilometers, and the main island is 1,900 square kilometers. The population in later generations was more than 200,000, but it was only 80,000 in 1994 - mainly because the resources in Lanfang are now poor, relying mainly on fishery and agriculture, and cannot feed too many people.

After entering the 21st century, as shallow-sea oil field development technology matured, Lanfang also discovered an oil field, which was half the size of the Brunei oil field next door, about one billion barrels. Although the total volume is not large, the per capita value is very high, so it is

leading to population explosion.

These are all things for later.

As for the Gu family, they are not natives for generations.

Gu Kun's ancestral home was Donghai Province, China, and he was originally from a scholarly family. In 1938, after his hometown fell due to Japanese invasion, his great-grandfather fled to Southeast Asia with his wife and children.

Originally, relying on savings and intellectual reputation, he became a prominent Lanfang family in just a few decades.

Unfortunately, when it came to Gu Kun's parents' generation, they were too enthusiastic about national justice and died heroically on the eve of the victory in 1984. Naturally, their family fortunes declined.

Gu Kun was only 7 years old at the time, and Gu Pan was 4 years old. They survived by relying on pensions and fishing while studying. They could be regarded as children of poor people who had already taken charge of the family.

Before his rebirth, Gu Kun, who was in his 40s, had worked hard to build a family business. He owned several thousand-ton ocean-going fishing boats and shipping vessels, engaged in fishery and foreign trade. He also bought land for a small island to run.

The resort is based on the Maldives model and has a net worth of tens of millions.

To be reborn now is to do it all over again.

However, he is not worried, because with the extra life of experience, he can avoid detours. He believes that it will not take long before he can earn back the family fortune he had in his previous life.



After spending two minutes to understand the situation, Gu Kun patted his sister on the back: "Stop crying, I won't take any more risks, let's go home."

The brother and sister stepped on the reef with bare feet, one foot deep and one foot shallow, and returned to their stilt water house.

A stilt water house is a wooden house built on wooden piles on the tidal flats, eliminating the need to lay a foundation. It is very common in Borneo.

If you haven’t seen it before, just imagine it is like the kind of cabin in the rainforest map of Chicken Eater.

After entering the house, Gu Wan took a look at the calendar on the wall. The date was February 1st, the 21st day of the twelfth lunar month. In two days, her sister's school would be on holiday.

Of course there is no winter holiday in the tropics, but the Lanfang people have retained the traditional Chinese culture and lifestyle, so this holiday is designed to celebrate the Spring Festival.

On the wall below the calendar, there is a wooden shelf with several woven baskets on it, where the family's food is stored.

Gu Kun couldn't remember how hard he was back then, so he walked over and took a look. There were only a dozen salted fish left in the basket, a cup of Malay rice (basmati rice) for making porridge, and a few pieces of coconut.

Dry.

As for cash, there are only a dozen ringgits left (Malaysian currency, the country is too small to have a central bank and a local currency).

"How could I be so poor back then?" After seeing the tragic situation at home, Gu Kun couldn't help but dig into his own memories.

In 1994, the per capita monthly salary in Lanfang was more than 400 ringgit, which was equivalent to 1,000 yuan according to the exchange rate. It was slightly poorer than Malaysia, but much better than the country in the north - in 1994, there were several cities in China where the salary could exceed 1,000 yuan.

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The Gu family has its own fishing boat, and Gu Kun can earn thousands of ringgit in net income from full-time fishing. Even if he originally fished while studying, he still had four to five hundred ringgit.

But the biggest problem in Lanfang is that prices are high and there is little protection. Except for fish being cheap here, everything else is expensive.

So Gu Kun quickly recalled: the biggest reason that caused his family's embarrassment back then was the school's pursuit of tuition fees.

Compulsory education here in Lanfang is only guaranteed to primary school. Both junior high school and high school charge private fees. The tuition fee for junior high school is more than 1,000 ringgit per year, and the tuition for high school is 2,000 to 3,000 ringgit.

The school also allows temporary arrears in tuition fees, but will deduct your graduation certificate and graduate until the debt is paid off.

Last fall, Gu Kun graduated from high school and his sister Gu Pan graduated from junior high school. The two historical debts had to be settled at the same time, which forced the brother and sister into the most difficult moment of their lean years.

With such poverty, it is no wonder that a 17-year-old young man is still impulsive when he is forced to go fishing on a windy day.



Gu Kun was still looking through the things at home and sorting out his memories. His sister had already put away the salted fish and fragrant rice, and went to light a fire with red branches on the stone stove outside the house to cook a pot of fish porridge.

Gu Pan knew that his brother had just suffered some injuries and needed to replenish his body, so he cooked the last rice at home.

Gu Kun came to his senses when he smelled the aroma of porridge, and followed the smell to the stove.

Gu Pan handed him a bowl of freshly cooked fish porridge. Gu Kun originally wanted to be humble, but he couldn't bear the hunger after wandering. He blew it on to cool it down a little and finished it in a few mouthfuls.

After drinking the porridge and wiping his mouth, Gu Kun sighed: "It's all my fault. We've eaten up all the remaining food. What will we do in the future?"

Gu Pan thought for a while and suggested sensibly: "Let's just eat fish from tomorrow on. How much is this boat worth in our family? Why don't we mortgage it to Uncle Liu and ask him to borrow some money? Wait until the typhoon season is over.

At worst, we will work on Uncle Liu's boat and I won't go to school."

17-year-old Gu Kun is already an expert at sailing and sailing. If he works for others, he can indeed make ends meet.

It's just that the upper limit of income is much lower than being a boat owner, and there is no ambition. The advantage is stability, and you don't have to worry about losses caused by rising diesel prices or falling seafood prices.

After the accident in his previous life, Gu Kun actually escorted the boat out in exchange for a way to survive. Then the brother and sister spent three years of extremely difficult life before they saved enough money to redeem a second-hand boat.

However, now that he has been reborn, Gu Kun does not want to take the detours of the past few years.

Because he knows that the next few years will be very precious - in 1998, when the financial devil Sogou comes, the economies of Southeast Asian countries will regress for at least ten years, and there will be rivers of blood. By then it will be difficult to do any business.

The reason why he developed so slowly in his previous life, and did not become famous until he was almost thirty years old, has a lot to do with the fact that he caught up with Sogou's butcher's knife when he just regained his strength.

In this case, how can we repeat the same mistake?

He must make himself stronger as soon as possible and have a backup plan.

"The boat is our last means of livelihood, we can't take it out. Brother will find a way, just study hard." Gu Kun drank the remaining porridge in the bowl, touched his sister's head and taught him earnestly.


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