Chapter 4: Development Plan

However, the most urgent matter right now is making money; I don't ask for great wealth or nobility, but at the very least, I must ensure I have no worries about food and clothing for this lifetime.

And the fastest way to get money is none other than stock trading and buying lottery tickets.

Buying lottery tickets is a pass; there is nothing to hope for from such illusory things, and I simply don't have that kind of fate.

As for stock trading, that is a decent choice.

Finance, the major Shen Yan studied in his previous life; during his university years, his professional course teachers would occasionally explain stock market trends, combining textbooks to deeply analyze various elements, which was thought-provoking.

Unfortunately, after many years, this stock information has long since become blurry and unclear.

Only a few stocks left a deep impression: Storm Technology rose from nine yuan to over three hundred, LeTV fell from over two hundred to two-something, and Guizhou Moutai rose from a few dozen yuan to over two thousand.

The ups and downs of the first two stocks happened years later, but Guizhou Moutai has been fluctuating, showing an overall upward trend, which is worth focusing on.

But before that, I need to accumulate a sum of capital first.

The Shen Family has only one commercial apartment and one storefront in total; the possibility of selling the house to trade stocks is zero.

Shen Nainai is a retired old woman; aside from the food and clothing expenses for the grandmother and grandson, her savings are only a mere few tens of thousands of yuan. How could Shen Yan have the face to open his mouth and ask for this money?

Immersed in web novels for many years, according to the tropes of urban rebirth novels, the protagonist could completely rely on plagiarism to get rich at this time, either by plagiarizing novels or plagiarizing entertainment works.

But after truly being reborn, Shen Yan discovered that a loser is a loser after all; at best, he is just a little more capable than a minor character and has some understanding of the general trend of development.

It's not like I can just "strike the midstream and stop the waves" after being reborn, right?

First, writing novels, take the well-known "Martial Universe" for example; Shen Yan has read it no less than three times, but he only remembers the general plot. Without the corresponding writing style to control it, he cannot make it engaging, and it would just be a waste of this novel.

As for plagiarizing entertainment works, as TV series and movies are an indispensable form of entertainment in life, Shen Yan naturally watched plenty, but who the hell remembers those lines specifically? Even the plot only leaves a general impression.

Pass!

He does remember songs by heart, such as "Little Dimples," "Red High Heels," "Time Thief," etc., but Shen Yan knows nothing about music. Writing lyrics is easy, but composing music is hard; if he hands it to others, he might end up with something that looks like nothing.

Thinking left and right, Shen Yan finally figured out a way to make money that is feasible and doesn't require running around outside in the dog days of summer.

Open a Taobao shop.

Taobao was founded in 2003; after several years of bloody fighting, it successively surpassed eBay and Yahoo, and entered a period of high-speed development last year, becoming the most popular e-commerce platform in China.

Shen Yan knows this is just the beginning; with the popularization of smartphones, the mobile Taobao client will be launched later, and the platform's transaction volume will see explosive growth.

As long as you seize the opportunity, getting rich overnight is not a dream.

Once money is earned, he can fully utilize the advantage of foresight to invest in related fields.

After all, the secret to wealth is not in earning money, but in learning to let money make money.

Clearing his thoughts, Shen Yan's eyes were full of excitement, and he immediately ran back to his room like lightning.

The room's layout was simple and comfortable; a large bed was placed against the wall in the center, covered with a straw mat and a blue quilt, and the pillow was wrapped in an ice silk pillowcase.

To the left of the large bed was a wardrobe, and in the corner on the right was a wooden desk, on which sat a desktop computer and some books; the one on top was none other than "Three Years of College Entrance Exams, Five Years of Simulation."

Beside the desk was a large bay window; Shen Yan usually liked to lie on the bay window, looking at the scenery outside, or reading books and listening to music.

Pressing the power button on the host, the startup sound was still the familiar one, bangbang~ bangbang~

A standard Win7 system.

The desktop was full of study materials, and deep in the E drive were a few treasured little movies.

Without a word, a formatting package was delivered.

With Shen Yan's grades, getting into Hangzhou University was more than enough, especially since the computer configuration wasn't high; let these dust and chaff return to dust and earth.

Considering that there are many shoe factories and garment factories in Cangnan County, after a little contemplation, Shen Yan finally chose the men's clothing category.

Open Taobao, search for related products.

Hmm... not many competitors; opening up the situation is not a difficult task.

Decisively register an account, open a shop... finally, a one-thousand-yuan deposit needs to be paid.

Actually, before Shen Yan followed his uncle to learn the craft of dim sum in his previous life, he had operated a Taobao shop for a period of time.

At that time, he didn't understand anything; he listened to two introductory courses online, and on a whim, he plunged into the e-commerce industry like a headless fly.

To save time and effort, he selected products directly from Alibaba and used one-click dropshipping.

The result is imaginable...

The same product was listed in countless shops, the internal competition was severe, there was no lowest price, only lower, and some people even sold at the cost price just to boost sales volume.

It was simply absurd to the extreme.

But in this life, the e-commerce industry is waiting to be rebuilt, and it is the best time to enter the industry.

He took out a golden pig-shaped piggy bank from under the bed, which contained the lucky money Shen Yan had received from relatives since he was a child.

With a light tap of a hammer, the pig's head shattered, revealing a pile of paper money of different colors—some knotted, some rolled, some folded, in all sorts of shapes.

Counting them carefully, it totaled six thousand two hundred and five yuan.

As initial operating capital, it was more than enough.

Having preliminarily completed the shop decoration, Shen Nainai just happened to return home after chatting with the neighbors.

Learning that the Yu Family had sent over medical expenses and milk, she didn't say a word, picked up the items, and went to their door to have a word.

Sure enough, ginger is still spicier when it's old.

Yu Chengdong and Sun Bixia couldn't win against Shen Nainai, so they finally took the money back, and the milk was brought back by Shen Nainai, saying it was to supplement Shen Yan's nutrition.

Early the next morning, the sunlight passed through the heavy curtains like a bright beam of light, gently stroking every corner of the room. The light danced on the walls, forming streaks of light and shadow, bringing warmth and vitality to the entire room.

Opening his eyes and staring blankly at the ceiling for a good while, a bright smile hung on the corners of Shen Yan's mouth.

How wonderful! Waking up and still remaining in this beautiful age.

Picking up the Nokia keypad phone from the bedside, it was seven o'clock sharp.

Stretching beautifully on the bed, Shen Yan got up to wash; there was no help for it, there was still a pile of preparatory work to deal with before the shop officially opened.

Huh!

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Shen Yan always felt that his body had undergone unknown changes; it was stronger and more powerful than yesterday, and his mind had also become clearer.

Shaking his head, Shen Yan did not take it to heart.

Opening the door, the master bedroom next door was already empty; as her age increased day by day, Shen Nainai's need for sleep gradually decreased.

There was no need to guess; at this hour, she was either dancing in the square by the temple or about to return from the vegetable market.

Sure enough, just as Shen Yan finished washing up, Shen Nainai returned carrying several bags of vegetables.

Shen Yan could not help but advise, "Nainai, there are so many people on the street; let me buy the groceries from now on."

"Hey! I'm not seventy or eighty, unable to move my hands and feet; walking more helps with physical health." Shen Nainai looked completely indifferent.

Seeing that he could not persuade her, Shen Yan did not insist and went to the kitchen to make himself a delicious bowl of egg noodles.

The appetizing aroma filled the entire kitchen.

Shen Nainai wrinkled her nose and exclaimed, "Xiao Yan, your culinary skills have improved; I don't think they're any worse than your uncle's."

Shen Yan smiled slightly; he had only been allowed to graduate after being certified by Shen Liangping, and even if he hadn't surpassed his teacher, he had at least mastered ninety percent of Shen Liangping's skills.