: Money? You can't eat money!

"Brother, this is safflower oil."

Zhou Zaozao came in from outside the bedroom with a bottle of safflower oil and handed it to Zhou Yu, who was sitting on the bed.

Seeing how sensible Zhou Zaozao was, Zhou Yu couldn't help but feel a touch of emotion. "This is my good little sister."

Zhou Yu took the bottle of safflower oil and poured out a little.

Nothing came out.

"Why is it empty?"

Zhou Zaozao: "When Mom kicked you just now, she twisted her ankle, so she smeared it all over her."

Zhou Yu: "Then why did you give me an empty bottle?"

Zhou Zaozao: "Have you ever heard of 'quenching thirst by looking at plums'? Just take a bottle of safflower oil, smear some saliva on it, and you'll have to make do."

Zhou Yu: "..."

Do I have even the slightest human rights left in this house?

Before Zhou Yu could lash out, Zhou Zaozao fled from Zhou Yu's bedroom as if escaping a disaster.

Holding the empty safflower oil bottle, Zhou Yu shook his head helplessly and turned his gaze back to the words in his field of vision.

It's now clear that spending money to buy items in the store will improve your current stats.

As long as you have money, you'll never lack opportunities for advancement.

But the question is... where does the money come from?

Zhou Yu is just a student right now, so it's definitely not realistic for him to take out online loans. If his mother finds out, it won't just be as simple as being kicked out of the house.

Moreover, online loans can only quench immediate thirst. Cultivating immortality is a long-term endeavor. You can't keep taking out loans to pay off other loans, with interest accruing indefinitely.

Wouldn't the debt from those loan sharks snowball?

Unless there are special circumstances, Zhou Yu will not consider such an extreme approach for the time being.

He doesn't want his private photos and browsing history to be exposed one day. As the saying goes, "I'm not afraid of being crushed to pieces, I just want to leave my innocence in the world!"

"Tsk... I never thought I'd have to start thinking about money at such a young age..."

Just as Zhou Yu was sighing, he suddenly noticed that half a small head was peeking in from outside his bedroom door.

Zhou Wanwan glanced at Zhou Yu sitting on the bed and asked, "Brother, are you alright?"

"I'm fine," Zhou Yu smiled. "Were you worried about me?"

Zhou Wanwan nodded. "Zaozao said your brain was damaged by a kick, and I was a little worried, so I came to check on you."

"Don't listen to your sister's nonsense, she's drunk."

Zhou Wanwan proudly raised her little head, "That's right! Your brain was already broken, how could it get broken again by being kicked?"

Zhou Yu: "..."

A mischievous idea suddenly flashed into his mind, and he beckoned to Zhou Wanwan, "Come here, Wanwan, come here for a second."

Zhou Wanwan hesitated for a moment, then sat down next to Zhou Yu and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I remember, your uncle gave you a birthday red envelope a while ago, right?"

Zhou Wanwan nodded with her eyes wide open, "Yes! My uncle even told me specifically that this money is for me, and that I shouldn't let my mom take it to deposit in the bank, but rather use it myself!"

Zhou Yu: "Have you spent this money yet?"

"Not yet! My mom taught me that day that once I got the money, I shouldn't think about spending it immediately or spending it beyond my means. It's not that I shouldn't spend it at all, but that I should spend it slowly, carefully, and in an orderly manner. Whether I spend it early or late, any spending I can afford is good spending."

Listening to Zhou Wanwan's rapid-fire official jargon, Zhou Yu was a little confused. "Did Mom say all of this?"

"That's right!" Zhou Wanwan nodded. "Mom also said that it's not about blind consumption, but about precise, scientific, and efficient consumption—strategic consumption!"

Zhou Yu quickly interrupted Zhou Wanwan, "Alright, alright, I understand everything. Stop reading, I have a bit of a headache."

After the interruption, Zhou Yu finally got to the point, "Have you ever thought about taking this money and making an investment?"

Zhou Wanwan blinked her big eyes. "What does 'touzi' mean?"

"That means you give this money to someone, and after a while, that person gives you even more money back. That's called investment, understand?"

Zhou Wanwan nodded, somewhat confused. "Oh... I understand!"

"That's good," Zhou Yu pointed to himself, "How about trying to invest in your brother?"

Zhou Wanwan lowered her head and made an "hmm~" sound. Her little brain was working frantically, as if she was still processing what Zhou Yu had just said.

Zhou Yu: "It's like you give me one lollipop now, and then after a while I'll give you two lollipops back."

"Oh!" Zhou Wanwan suddenly looked up. "Okay, okay! Then I'll bet on you!"

As she spoke, she jumped off Zhou Yu's bed and rushed to her bedroom. Then she pulled out a red envelope from under her pillow, carefully stuffed it into her pocket, afraid that someone else would discover it and steal her "snip" opportunity.

Then, she quietly returned to Zhou Yu's room and handed him the slightly bulging red envelope, saying, "Here you go!"

Zhou Yu took the red envelope, a jolt of surprise in his heart. "How much money did your uncle give you?"

"I don't know," Zhou Wanwan blinked her innocent eyes. "I haven't counted."

Zhou Yu opened the red envelope, and a stack of red banknotes came into view. He counted them and found that there was a full thousand yuan!

Throughout his life, he had never received more than two hundred yuan in red envelopes. Zhou Wanwan, on the other hand, received a thousand yuan for her birthday. The difference was simply too great.

It's alright, my dear sister. You can't handle this money; the situation here is too risky. Let me, as your older brother, take the risk.

"So how long until I can eat a lollipop?" Zhou Wanwan stared at Zhou Yu, her eyes filled with nothing but longing for a lollipop.

As for money?

You can't eat money!

"Don't worry," Zhou Yu patted her head, "I'm a little short on money right now, but I'll buy it for you when I have the means."

As for when things will become more comfortable, that's up to Zhou Yu to decide.

When lending money, the borrower is treated like a servant.

When it comes time to repay the money, the person who borrowed it becomes the boss.

Hearing this, Zhou Wanwan nodded understandingly, "Yes! I understand! I believe you!"

Zhou Yu felt a sudden pang of conscience.

However, this stinging sensation was nothing compared to the pain and pleasure brought about by the body-strengthening agent.

"Alright, go out and have fun. Your brother has things to do now."

Zhou Wanwan nodded like a chick pecking at rice and ran out of Zhou Yu's room.

Before leaving, she poked her head back in and asked, "Do you need me to close the door for you?"

"Okay, close the door."

Do you need toilet paper?

"Yes, I need to." Zhou Yu nodded, knowing that if he spilled something, he would need a tissue to wipe his mouth.

Zhou Wanwan then asked, "Should I remind Mom and Sister Zaozao not to bother you for the next hour?"

Zhou Yu was surprised that Zhou Wanwan was so sensible. "Then I'll trouble you, angel investor."

Zhou Wanwan made an "Oh~" sound, her eyes shining brightly, as if she had discovered a new continent.

"Do you need me to prepare some shower gel for you?"

Shower gel? What's the point of preparing that stuff?

Zhou Yu suddenly realized something.

"Holy crap! I'm not about to take off! Don't talk nonsense!"