Back to the 70s: My Childhood Sweetheart Spoils Me Rotten-Chapter 91 - 90 New Financial Road

Zhao Gang went to the cave to inspect, and although the chives weren’t growing well, at least they had sprouted, which made him breathe a huge sigh of relief.

"I’m thinking, should we see if we can plant some black fungus in the cave?"

"That place doesn’t seem to get any sunlight, but it’s quite ventilated. I really don’t know how people managed to dig it out in the past."

Zhao Gang, who had been busy in the cave these days, found himself more and more puzzled by it.

Generally, such a place should be sealed, especially if the entrance is closed.

But Zhao Gang had experimented several times and found the airflow greatly exceeded his expectations.

This got Zhao Gang thinking that compared to planting vegetables, cultivating black fungus might be better.

Cultivating black fungus? Gong Ruini was taken aback; after all, in the future, it’s one of the ways many people made a fortune.

Apart from a few mushrooms that couldn’t be cultivated, most fungi had already been successfully grown in controlled environments.

Gong Ruini wasn’t sure who initially spread the idea of cultivating black fungus, but it’s certain it wasn’t shared so early.

What’s certain is that if Zhao Gang truly figured out how to cultivate black fungus, it would bring the family a significant source of income for a long period.

More importantly, cultivating this didn’t necessarily have to stay in the Northeast. If in the future Gong Tao went to college in another place, buying a bigger house would allow them to continue cultivating black fungus.

Gong Ruini was thrilled; could this be considered the family’s first pot of gold? She was delighted inside.

To avoid drawing attention to her unusual behavior, Gong Ruini kept her head down, trying hard to restrain her emotions.

Thankfully, everyone’s attention was on Zhao Gang, because what he said greatly surprised everyone.

"Cultivate black fungus?" Gong Tao was stunned. He had eaten black fungus and had gone to the mountains to collect it.

He knew that just pouring water on dead trees where black fungus grows would make it sprout—something he learned from Zhao Gang.

But it also required sunlight, so he couldn’t understand how it could grow in a place where no sunlight reached.

"Yes, don’t worry, black fungus doesn’t need sunlight; it always grows in shaded areas."

Zhao Gang had observed for a long time. Before taking action, he lacked manpower, and more importantly, there was no place to cultivate.

"I think the environment over there is good, and even if it doesn’t work, we won’t suffer any losses." After all, it only costs a little time and effort with no other losses.

"Once dried, the black fungus can be sold at the supply and marketing cooperative without a doubt."

"We could also find partners to sell this thing."

"Cultivating black fungus, once established, can be a nice income stream."

"Even if we move back to the city, as long as there’s space, we can continue cultivating it." Zhao Gang was planning for the future anyway.

Of course, Zhao Gang considered that when the children move to the city for their studies, they would surely go along. Without a pension to rely on, they naturally had to find ways to make a living.

Cultivating black fungus is a good way to earn money. Zhao Gang believed that even if it doesn’t succeed initially, it wouldn’t stay that way forever.

"Let’s do it." Gong Tao had full trust in Zhao Gang. For him to say this, it meant the opportunity was absolutely viable.

Just thinking about the letters from his father criticizing that despite working for years, they hadn’t spent much and must have saved a lot, Gong Tao was fiercely annoyed.

Haven’t he and his wife contributed enough to the family over the years?

Whenever there were issues in the Gong or Cai families, they couldn’t avoid pitching in and had to bring out money, yet his own father said such a thing. It hurt deeply.

Since the old man said he was selfish, he’d start being a selfish man who only cares about his small family.

As for what was written in the letter about transferring back once Gong Qiang got promoted, Gong Tao only took it as something to look at.

Maybe the old man thought he was making amends, hoping he’d remember to support Gong Qiang strongly.

The issue is whether Gong Qiang would want him back. Gong Tao recalled the day before he left, when he met Gong Qiang on the road—whether by chance or on purpose, the meeting ended with a bad feeling.

Gong Tao wouldn’t forget Gong Qiang’s smug face, talking with provoking words that almost led to violence.

Gong Tao understood why Gong Qiang would say such things. If nothing unexpected happened, going back would be tough; even if they went back, without jobs or salaries, how would they live?

Gong Tao didn’t need to prove his ability to anyone. What he wanted was not to worry about money, even if a future opportunity to return arose. "Let’s do it."

"In spring, we’ll go to the mountain to gather wood."

"I refuse to believe I’ll be suppressed by Gong Qiang all my life." Right now, images of Gong Qiang’s smug face and his father’s reproachful letters flashed through his mind.

Gong Tao suddenly burst out, startling Zhao Gang. He didn’t understand why Gong Tao became so agitated all of a sudden. "What’s wrong?"

It seemed like he was greatly stimulated, but what’s the situation here?

Zhao Gang looked at Cai Meina, and she mouthed the word "letter."

Oh no, did a reply already come from there? Zhao Gang hadn’t expected such a quick reply; just thinking about its contents made it clear they must’ve severely criticized Gong Tao.

"Why be angry with those people? The more angry you get, the more you’re just hurting yourself. You have to know that anger is bad for your health."

"You should live better, earn money, and make those who laugh at you get angrily mad instead."

"If you fall ill, who do you think would be the happiest?"

"Your big brother would, and as for your parents, they’d just blame Cai Meina for not taking good care of you."

"I can imagine Ni Zi giving them a good scolding at the time." Zhao Gang truly didn’t understand why the Gong family thought so poorly of such a sweet, sensible girl like Gong Ruini.

Gong Ruini was watching Gong Ruwen and Zhao Guangran play Go. Hearing Zhao Gang mention that if Gong Tao fell sick, she’d scold him, she found it very strange.

She understood blaming Cai Meina as she was the wife, but she was just a child; how could she scold anyone?

And why wasn’t Gong Ruwen mentioned? He’s Gong Tao’s eldest son and should bear some responsibility. How could he be overlooked?

Confused, Gong Ruini looked up at Zhao Gang, certain that Uncle Zhao was just scaring people like he enjoyed doing.

Assuming Gong Ruini knew about it, Zhao Gang spoke jokingly, but seeing her bewildered eyes, he was dumbfounded. Could it be she didn’t know about this? What now, Zhao Gang was at a loss.

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