Adrian Hawthorne grew pensive. ’So, Tang Xiaonan likes malted milk powder.’ He would go to the department store tomorrow and buy a can. He remembered it cost three yuan and twenty cents a can, which was certainly expensive for an ordinary family, but not for him. In the last two months, he had earned nearly two thousand yuan selling movie photos, and he was no longer content with just that. He wanted to add other products.

"Mr. Hawthorne, can I go into the city with you tomorrow?" Tang Xiaonan looked at Adrian Hawthorne with pleading eyes. She was desperate to earn money now so she could buy a market stall in four years and live the blissful life of a landlady. Just the thought of it was wonderful.

"What would you do in the city?" Adrian Hawthorne asked, deliberately teasing her.

"I want to sell movie photos to earn money."

Tang Xiaonan told the truth. Her first pot of gold had been confiscated by Phoebe Huxley, and now she was penniless. ’Sigh, a lack of money can bring a hero to their knees.’

Old Master Tate and Rosalind Green couldn’t help but laugh. To be thinking about earning money at such a young age—this little girl worried as much as an adult.

"And what will you do with the money you earn, Xiaonan?" Old Master Tate chimed in, also teasing her.

Tang Xiaonan’s thoughts spun. She decided to drop a little hint. ’I’m a reincarnated spirit child, after all,’ she thought. ’I have to put on a performance every now and then.’

"To buy market stalls. And collect rent to make lots of money."

Old Master Tate and Adrian Hawthorne were stunned. Rosalind Green and Jim Thorne, however, had no reaction. Having finished her meal, Rosalind had returned to her room to do some needlework, while Jim was completely preoccupied with eating. Half of the large basin of meat had already ended up in his stomach.

"How do you know that, Xiaonan?" The moment the words left his lips, Old Master Tate understood. He then asked, "Did you see it in a dream?"

"Mhm. In Wraven, there were lots of foreigners—black ones, white ones, and brown ones. They looked very strange. The buildings were *this* tall, and there were so many stalls inside. I heard them say that the people making the most money are the ones who collect rent, so I want to collect rent too."

Tang Xiaonan gestured as she spoke, and her words even caught Jim Thorne’s attention. He couldn’t help but ask, "Can you earn a lot of money? Enough for meat?"

"Lots and lots of money. Enough for lots and lots of meat."

’Tang Xiaonan silently scorned her brother for three seconds. All he thought about was meat. Then again, he was only eleven; it was normal for his life’s ambition to be eating meat. In a couple of years, she would guide him toward a grander goal. For instance, becoming an entrepreneur worth hundreds of millions—that was definitely achievable.’

Jim Thorne’s eyes lit up instantly. He slammed his hand on the table, full of bravado. "Let’s buy them!"

’I’ll buy eighty or a hundred of them! Then I can eat meat every day, and I can even buy Xiaonan malted milk powder and White Rabbit candies.’ 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

Adrian Hawthorne shot back irritably, "And what will you use to buy them? Your meat? You have to earn the money first."

Jim Thorne’s grand ambition instantly deflated. He only had a little over twenty yuan on him, money he had earned selling movie photos in the city on weekends. He had no idea if that was enough to buy a stall, but he figured it probably wasn’t.

Old Master Tate and Adrian Hawthorne exchanged excited glances. Their predictions had been correct after all. The country was going to open up to trade soon. The foreigners of different skin colors Xiaonan had described were proof that Wraven would become a hub for international trade in the future. Naturally, the market stalls would become extremely valuable.

"What else did you see in your dreams, Xiaonan?" the old master asked excitedly.

Tang Xiaonan shook her head. ’I can’t give away too much at once,’ she thought. ’Otherwise, the little I know will be completely used up in no time.’

Adrian Hawthorne grew even more excited. He had originally planned to head south during summer vacation, but now he had to act sooner. However, it would be best to find an adult to accompany him; otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to hold his own.

"Where has your little uncle been these past few days?" Adrian Hawthorne asked.

Jim Thorne shook his head. "No idea. He’s probably messing around in the city again."

A thought sparked in Tang Xiaonan’s mind. She said, "I know where Little Uncle is. Why are you looking for him, Mr. Hawthorne?"