Liang Yuemei took Sister-in-Law Lu over to look at the washing machine, while Li Long and Li Jianguo helped Li Qingxia gather the nets. As they worked, Li Jianguo asked:
"Now that you've finished buying fritillaria, what are you planning to do next?"
"Things are fine as they are." Li Long smiled. "I can't be busy every day. You need to work for a while, then rest for a while. The wheat harvest will be coming up soon, won't it? Things will get busy at home then, but it'll be just the opposite on my end. I'll have some free time."
"Are you going to harvest wheat this year?" Li Jianguo asked. "Your tractor can pull a harvester too."
"No, I'll leave it to other people." Li Long shook his head. At heart, he was the sort who was content with modest wealth. A series of coincidences had allowed him to get this far, one small trader's step at a time, but that didn't mean he truly intended to build a big, powerful business.
Really, he had been swept along by the tide of the times too. It was only because his rebirth had given him knowledge of how the times would develop and progress that he dared to work as a reseller. And the worldly tact and sophistication honed by decades of life before his rebirth gave him an almost overwhelming advantage, making his present business possible.
It wasn't that he himself was particularly capable. Those accumulated experiences and insights were what had brought Li Long this far.
Once they had gathered and tied the nets, they took them down one by one, holding a head in one hand and a tail in the other, twisting each net a few times before folding it together and putting it into