Chapter 42 To make money, be smart

"Guokui, kohlrabi and Guokui, [-] cents each, buy five and get one free."

At the entrance of the station, a shelf was installed on the back seat of a bicycle, half of which was made of transparent plastic, and a foam box was placed inside, and a simple incubator was made with towels.

The white noodle pot helmet was placed in the box, which was not big, about the size of the palm of an adult man.

In another basin, there is mixed shredded kohlrabi.

When eating, cut the pot helmet in half along the edge, and sandwich the shredded kohlrabi, so that a pot helmet with shredded kohlrabi is ready.

Two cents each, the price is not high.Simple white noodle pot helmets also cost [-] cents each. If the quantity is large, it will definitely be less, but it cannot be too much less.

Dong Yanru and Lin Hua set up such a small stall, and they guarded it outside the bus station, selling it to drivers.

Five yuan for one yuan, and one more for free, which can basically satisfy the appetites of two people.

Originally, Dong Yanru planned to make Sansi Guokui, but her craftsmanship was mediocre, and the taste she prepared could be eaten by herself, but it was not worth selling it for money.

The pot helmets are laid at the pot helmets on half of the street, sixty a day, never take more.

They bought a lot, and it cost about eight cents each, and the cost of kohlrabi and seasonings was no more than ten cents.

Of course, the quality of this flour is also very average, so you can't ask too much about the taste.

It's okay to pad your stomach on the road, but it's not suitable to eat it as a snack.

Such a simple thing can be imitated quickly.But mixing kohlrabi is also a skill, and this business relies on Lin Hua.Her level of cooking is as good as Dong Yan's, and she can make pickled vegetables and radishes, which is amazing.

In addition to the cost, one can earn eight cents.In addition to the free ones, there are also those who only buy white flour pot helmets. In fact, the daily profit is about three yuan.It costs 90 yuan a month, divided between the two, Lin Hua fifty, Dong Yanru forty.

Although Dong Yanru came up with the idea, Lin Hua provided the bicycle and the custom-made box for the back seat, so she should be given more points.

40 yuan is enough for a family in the countryside, and even in the city, if you save a little, you can still pay for the family's expenses.

The two of them can't do this. If you want to cooperate with the merchants in the south, you must first have samples, and samples also need money to customize.It is not easy for the family to give this part of the money, so Dong Yanru racked his brains to come up with such an idea.

She estimated that with a month's worth of money, she would basically be able to make two samples, so she wouldn't even have a choice when talking about cooperation with others.

As for Lin Hua, she was completely tossing around with Dong Yanru.

She originally said that she didn't want money, but Dong Yanru would rather not do this business if she disagreed.There was no other way, and Lin Hua was worried that Dong Yanru would go to such a complicated place at the station alone, so she had to agree to split the bill.

She didn't touch a cent of the money, and wanted to find a chance to give it to Dong Yanru.For example, congratulations on her admission to college or something.

The things Dong Yanru and the others made were clean and hygienic, and they were young and beautiful. Even if someone robbed the business outside the station, the two of them would be the first to sell out.

Another important reason is that the two of them are not greedy, they set a fixed amount every day, and leave as soon as they are sold out. They never cut off the business in their own hands.

Of course, even so, there are some street bullies who don't like it, or think they are girls, and want to bully them and drive them away, and plan to do it.

This day was the gate of the station where the two arrived before noon. As soon as they put the bike on the frame, a little bald man came over and forbade the two of them from selling pot helmets here.

The little bald-headed boy has a sly eyebrow and eyes, and his eyes always linger on the two girls, which is disgusting to watch.

Lin Hua flinched from his gaze, but Dong Yanru was not afraid.

She once encountered an exhibitionist on the road when she was studying, and she copied the bricks to smash that person.

Being held back by a passer-by, she threw the brick directly at him, of course not aiming at the person. Just like that, the exhibitionist never dared to appear on the street where she came home from school again.

These hooligans are purely disgusting people who are used to it, and they have always acted in a negative way, but they met Dong Yanru who did not play cards according to common sense.

"Everyone, come and have a look. There is a hooligan here who wants to molest someone. The righteous brothers and sisters help call the police uncle. We can't let this mouse shit affect the spirit of our station."

The whole country is cracking down on street tyrants and market tyrants, so their county town is a little behind in their work, but such things can still happen in broad daylight, and the station management and police cannot tolerate it.

The little bald head didn't expect that this girl is a hob meat, and she is not afraid of him.

Startled by the yelling, and looking at the unfriendly eyes of the people around, the little bald head reached out to point her, showing a threatening expression, turned around and was about to leave.

"Stop, Mao Xiaoliu, it's you again."

The one who held him down was the film policeman here. Looking at Dong Yanru's appearance and the stalls around her, there was nothing I didn't understand.

"Comrade policeman, I really didn't do anything. Look at me, I'm still so far away from her."

"Comrade policeman, he threatened us and said this is his territory, and we are not allowed to set up a stall here without his permission."

Except for a few who have been doing business here for a long time, or who have a little background, many small vendors have been threatened by the little bald man and have to pay a management fee of two yuan a month.

Everyone knows that this is a protection fee in disguise, but it is difficult for a strong dragon to overwhelm a local snake, and he is also afraid that the little bald head will play tricks behind his back, so he has to spend money to eliminate disasters.

Unexpectedly, the two new little girls were so fresh, they directly mobilized the passers-by and crushed the black sheep to death.

After the little bald head was taken away, both passers-by and travelers subconsciously worried about them, and spontaneously helped, and the sixty pot helmets were quickly emptied.

Dong Yanru is also a knowledgeable and interesting girl. After buying, she immediately cleaned up the place, packed the garbage, and told Lin Hua to leave quickly.

"Swallow, shall we come tomorrow?"

"Come, why not. But we have to make some preparations."

She took a special look at it today, and she already had some plans in her mind.

"Tomorrow you are in mid-shift, you go straight to work, don't worry about me, I have to talk to someone about something. After we talk about it, we don't have to worry about what happened today again."

Early the next morning, Dong Yanru rode Lin Hua's bicycle to the station, and found the boss at a town rest place next to the gate.

"Hi boss, I'm from Dongjia Village, and I would like to ask if I can set up a stall in front of your shop. I'll just sell some pot helmets, and I won't compete with you for business."

The proprietress came out and glanced at her: "You are Dong Laoliu's niece, the one named Yanzi, right?"

"Hey, does the proprietress know my cousin?"

"I know." The proprietress stared at Dong Yanru twice, and then nodded after thinking for a while, "I also know what happened yesterday. All right, for your uncle's sake, you can just sell it at this door I don’t want you to pay any money either, just get me some big pickles from your village later on. Don’t worry, I don’t want yours for nothing, I’ll buy them for you, but I have to get them from your village to deliver them to me.”

The amount she asked for was not large, and the money she gave was not much, so it was not worthwhile for someone to make a trip to deliver pickles for nothing.Although she has always been thinking about the taste, she has never thought of pickles.

Dong Yan rolled his eyes and thought about it.

(End of this chapter)

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