Reborn My 1993

Chapter 46 Future Billionaires

Zhang Yiming's voice was hoarse and rough. Although he shouted at the top of his voice, the voice was not so harsh, but it could be heard far away in the street where there were few people in the early morning.

At first, no one was willing to come forward to taste it.

Although it is free, everyone is very cautious about the entrance.

"Neighbors, my mother used to set up a stall here to sell pies. It has been selling pies for seven or eight years. I believe everyone should have eaten them. Now, my mother has developed two new breakfasts, which are simple and convenient. It is very nutritious, let everyone taste it for free first, and give us a lot of opinions, thank you all!"

Seeing that there were already a dozen or so people gathered around him, Zhang Yiming started to sell.

"What is this, what is the sticky stuff on it?"

An aunt carrying a vegetable basket asked, pointing to the ketchup on the pancake.

"Auntie, this is ketchup. Oh, it's a sauce made from chopped tomatoes and sugar and boiled in oil. It's sweet and sour. Try it."

Zhang Yiming handed the plate to the aunt, but the aunt hesitated and didn't do anything.

Fan Lingling, who was standing next to the tricycle, felt a little uncomfortable. Seeing her son's hard work in sales, she felt that she was not capable enough to let her son worry about her.

"This thing looks good. There are vegetables and sausages. I'll try it."

Zhang Yiming couldn't help but look at the person approaching in front of him. He was 27 or [-] years old, with a mid-section hairstyle, a long and thin face, and some obvious yellow eyes. He was wearing a denim jacket, jeans, and a pair of pointed leather shoes. He didn't look like a serious person.

"Uncle Dakun, when did you come back?"

Zhang Yiming looked at the person, and smiled sincerely.

The person in front of me is Song Zhenkun, the son of Grandma Dong, and went to Zhuhai to work with Grandma Dong’s distant nephew. It seems to be a waste of building materials, and he seldom comes back, but when he was young, Zhang Yiming especially liked this guy who was older than himself The ten-year-old neighbor's uncle.

"I just got home yesterday, sister-in-law, did you make this?"

As Song Zhenkun said, he picked up a piece of finger cake and greeted Fan Lingling while chewing.

"Yes, brother Zhenkun, I haven't seen you for several years."

Fan Lingling's expression was calm, and she was far less happy than Zhang Yiming. In Zhang Yiming's eyes, Song Zhenkun was a very special existence, a lone ranger who had personality, ideas, pursuits, and didn't care about others' eyes. In the eyes of Song Zhenkun, everything he did was not doing his job properly.

"It's delicious, old and young men, this food tastes really good, don't stand still, you don't need money to taste it, if it tastes good, you can give it a prize, if it's not good, you won't be forced to pay Do publicity, come, taste, taste."

Song Zhenkun took the plate from Zhang Yiming's hand, regardless of whether Zhang Yiming and Fan Lingling agreed or not, he just acted as a voluntary salesman on his own.

Fan Lingling frowned slightly, and her already depressed mood became even more depressed.

"Yo, this smells really good, what is it called?"

An old man in a Chinese tunic suit spoke first.

"Grandpa, this is called finger cakes, and this one is egg-filled cakes. They cost eighty cents each, and one yuan and five for two."

"too expensive."

The old man was a little interested at first, but when he heard the price, he immediately shook his head.

"Master, it's not expensive. You always know what's in it. It's ham sausage. It's also called sandwich ham abroad. It's made of lean meat. It's nutritious. There are also eggs, which are good for the body." Things, yes, there are also vegetables, what is this called, meat and vegetables, you can eat it directly when you go home, save trouble."

Zhang Yiming didn't expect Song Zhenkun to be so quick-spoken, and he stunned the old man for a while. In the end, he finally bought a piece of hand-cooked cake and an egg-filled cake, and became Fan Lingling's first customer.

If there is one, there will be two, and soon, the people who had been watching before began to buy one after another. In the morning, the biscuits prepared by Fan Lingling were almost digested, and a smile finally appeared on Fan Lingling's face.

"Uncle Dakun, today is really thanks to you!"

Zhang Yiming said sincerely.

He admitted that in terms of business, he might be pretty good, but in terms of words, in front of Song Zhenkun, he was really willing to bow down.

"Your Uncle Dakun is also a person who has traveled from south to north, and this is not the first time I have seen such a thing. In addition, the cakes you make are really delicious. use."

Song Zhenkun habitually flicked his left sea with his hands, and said carelessly.

"But Uncle Dakun has to give you a suggestion, sister-in-law, don't worry too much, I just think that the price of your cakes is really not low, but since the price has been set, it can't be changed easily, I think you You can give some soy milk or milk as a gift. Milk may be a bit expensive, so it shouldn’t be a big problem to give some soy milk as a gift. This will not make the price too high, and it will allow people who buy pancakes to eat and drink. Surely they will not worry about selling. !"

Zhang Yiming couldn't help but look at Song Zhenkun. This little uncle really said it in his heart. In fact, he had thought so for a long time, but he hadn't had time to implement it. After all, today is a test of the water. Since the market reaction is OK, he can go home Discuss this with your mother.

"Uncle Dakun, you are so right. I have admired you since I was a child."

Zhang Yiming remembers that Song Zhenkun seemed to be doing well. In the two years when the real estate industry was just rising, he borrowed money to mortgage several houses. The most profitable one was not the retro two-story building in Sifang City, but the one in Shengjing. It is said that the house was bought for less than 3000 yuan per square meter, a courtyard house of more than 140 square meters. After 15 years, the price of that house rose to 60000 yuan per square meter, an increase of [-]%. Facts have also proved a truth. Sometimes Those children who looked well-behaved and obedient since they were young may really have a bad time with Song Zhenkun in the future.

"Smelly boy, glib, okay, I have something else to do, so I'm going first, sister-in-law, see you later!"

"Take two cakes and eat them, hello."

Fan Lingling baked two hand pancakes and wanted Song Zhenkun to take them away, but saw that Song Zhenkun had already left, waving with his back to the mother and son, his hair fluttering in the morning breeze, and slowly disappeared in the alley in the sunlight. the end.

Zhang Yiming suddenly thought of a person, a rock singer who swept the country with just one song. He was also a bohemian person, a person who was restless in his bones. At this time, he should still be in college, and he would never think of the future. One day, he could be a rock star.

Just like Song Zhenkun at this time, he never imagined that in a few decades, he would become a billionaire with a lot of money.

Before nine o'clock, the prepared materials were sold out. When pushing the tricycle back, Fan Lingling couldn't restrain the smile on her face.

In the past, she only sold a piece of cake for 3 cents, and she had to go through a series of procedures such as buying vegetables, choosing vegetables, and making fillings, but now, she only needs a very simple operation, and each cake can be sold for 8 cents , although the cost was slightly more than before, overall, it was far beyond her expectation.

When she got home, Fan Lingling told Qin Fang about the situation this morning. Qin Fang was also beaming with joy and smiling from ear to ear.

They found that since Zhang Yiming woke up from his nap at noon that day, their family's life began to get better and better. That noon was really a very memorable day for their family!

(End of this chapter)