Chapter 18

Although Du Ler's management skills were negative, and he owed a large sum of money, he still had a business to run. Eight farms, fifteen livestock farms, four fish ponds, and one shrimp pond—just a little operation would ensure a steady flow of wealth. Of course, what Li Yi valued was not the wealth, but the future. Agriculture, as the primary industry, could generate very limited benefits, but it was the most fundamental industry, the foundation of all industries. Developing a technological system, agriculture was the first step!

"Are the eight farms outside about to start spring plowing and sowing? Don't sow yet. First, transport the seeds here for unified processing. Zhao Da, you are now in charge of procurement. I'll give you a list. Make sure to buy all the items on the list within three days and deliver them here with the seeds!" Li Yi instructed.

Zhao Da did not respond but glanced at Du Ler.

"Follow Mr. Li's orders!" Du Ler scolded directly.

"Yes!" Zhao Da took the list from Li Yi but still felt resentful, thinking, "What are you, a young punk, to dare command me?" However, recalling the scene where everyone in the courtyard was knocked down, he shuddered involuntarily!

This young man seems terrifying!

"The company's working capital seems to be quite limited!" Li Yi flipped through the accounts and said to Du Ler, "Give me 100,000 first!"

"Yes!" Du Ler immediately took 100,000 yuan in cash from the safe and handed it to Li Yi.

"Not even using a card, how primitive!" Taking the cash, Li Yi arranged everyone's tasks, then left the office with the cat, searching for the aura of the powerful psychic collector.

To be honest, the residual aura of the psychic collector was very hidden. If not for Li Yi, no one would have discovered it. Apart from that little bit of aura, Li Yi found nothing else, only knowing that the person had been there in the past few days.

"Ah!"

Li Yi sighed, deciding to put this unsolvable problem aside for now. Cultivators were all stubborn and unreasonable. What could finding that cultivator achieve? A fight? If he used his full strength, the entire plane would shatter. If he didn't use his full strength, he would only use the energy backup system, and he might not even win.

So if this plane was really chosen as a plane battlefield, Li Yi could only take advantage of the time before they started fighting to rapidly develop technology suitable for a low-level plane. When those cultivators came, he would give them a good beating first!

Want to play a gang fight at my place? Then taste my fist first!

"Ring ring ring..." At this moment, Li Yi's phone suddenly rang.

"Brother, where have you run off to? Don't disappear again!"

Because he had been missing for three days, Li Ting was very worried about Li Yi and called to ask.

"I haven't disappeared, I'm just taking care of some business. Do you want to come and keep me company?" Li Yi asked.

"Sure!"

"Then wait at home, I'll drive to pick you up. We'll go to the art market later."

"Ah, you drive? Do you even know how to drive?" Li Ting was a bit surprised.

"Driving isn't that difficult!" Li Yi smiled.

Du Ler's car was a BMW. Despite owing 40 million yuan, he still drove a BMW, as it was his principle to drive a BMW!

Now, this BMW naturally became Li Yi's personal vehicle. Driving the cat back to the residential area, he picked up the shocked Li Ting and headed straight for the art market.

"Brother, why are we going to the art market? They don't sell chicks there!" Li Ting asked.

"Xiao Ting, don't always think about eating. Sometimes you need to do something serious," Li Yi said earnestly.

"You? Doing something serious? What serious thing?" Li Ting rolled her eyes.

"Of course, making money," Li Yi said.

"You? Making money at the art market? Don't get scammed!" Li Ting pouted.

"Going to the art market, of course, won't make money, but there are many imitation antiques. Brother Yong said there's an antique exhibition tomorrow. We can buy them and resell them. This way, we can make money!"

"Huh? You're going to the art market to buy art and then sell it as antiques? Do you think everyone is a fool?" Li Ting widened her eyes and stared at her brother.

Miko, sitting next to the steering wheel, perked up her ears and looked at the man with suspicion.

"They're not fools, just low in IQ!" Li Yi laughed.

"I think your IQ is the one that's really low!" Li Ting mocked.

"Meow! Meow!" Miko nodded quickly, agreeing with Li Ting.

Despite Li Ting's opposition, Li Yi still took her to the art market, buying some porcelain, jade, and other imitation antiques. Although they were all imitations, some were so well-made that they were quite expensive. The most expensive was a jade seal carved from a single piece of jade. According to the seller, it was an imitation of the imperial seal, and the jade itself was worth 50,000 yuan.

After spending 100,000 yuan, Li Yi drove the BMW back home with his sister and began to fondle the imitation antiques he had bought.

"Stop touching them, they won't turn real no matter how much you touch them!" Li Ting clearly disapproved of her brother's behavior. "By the way, where did you get so much money and the BMW?"

"That's none of your business. We'll get richer and richer!" Li Yi said mysteriously.

"Tch, you won't say, will you? I'll tell Mom, and she'll twist your ears!" Li Ting looked particularly smug.

"Alright, I borrowed it from Brother Yong," Li Yi said casually.

"Ah? You borrowed so much money just to buy a bunch of junk?" Li Ting's face turned black. "How will you pay it back?"

"I told you, they are antiques!"

"If these are antiques, then my homework notebook is an antique too!"

"Um, that's true. Xiao Ting, don't we have calligraphy homework? Quickly lay out the rice paper and grind some ink. I'll make another antique!"

"If you want to go, go yourself. If you make me grind ink, I'll splash it all over your face!" Li Ting was indignant.

"Ah!" Li Yi sighed.

He usually had no status at home, and it was hard to command his sister. So he turned to Miko and said, "Miko, go grind the ink!"

Miko was lying on the sofa grooming herself. Hearing Li Yi's order, she was very reluctant. But since Li Yi had spared Du Ler for her, she decided to give him some face and dragged the inkstone to the table, carefully pouring ink from the bottle.

"Hey! This cat can actually grind ink!" Li Ting was amazed.

"Smart, right?" Li Yi smiled at his sister.

Miko also turned her head and meowed, her ears proudly standing up.

"Miss Foodie, you finally realize how smart this cat is? Don't always think about stewing this cat! ... Ugh! Why am I thinking like a cat? I'm a human, okay?"

Li Ting's eyes lit up, and she patted Miko a few times, then raised her hands excitedly and said, "Brother, let's stew Miko!"

"Meow!" Miko's paws trembled in fear, almost spilling the entire bottle of ink.

What kind of person are you? I'm so smart, and you still want to stew me? Is your life only about stewing?

"Xiao Ting, she's so smart, don't stew her," Li Yi pleaded for Miko.

"Brother, think about it. A smart cat like this, stewing it must be very nourishing for the brain!" Li Ting said confidently.

Miko felt like she was about to vomit blood. You're just thinking about eating!

"Still, forget it. Your chest is so big, your brain can't be nourished anymore." Li Yi shook his head and continued to fondle the antiques he had bought.

"Meow! Meow!" Miko nodded twice, for the first time agreeing with the bastard.