Rebirth of the 92 Business Tycoon

　　Feng Zhenchang and Mei Qiuping are both quick to make money. That night they bought a pot and a steamer. The next morning, the couple paid for the breakfast for the first time. They only spent three yuan in total, but they ran seven places. That night, they decided , Make buns.

　　 But the buns they are going to make are a bit bigger, the size of an adult’s fist, and the stuffing is definitely enough. One only sells for 40 cents, which is absolutely cost-effective. Calculated in this way, if you don’t count labor costs, you can make more than a dime from selling one bun. If you can buy fifty in a morning, you will also get nearly ten yuan. In case you can't sell it if you make too much, you can definitely sell it if you take back one more than three cents of the rented place. For such a big bun, an adult will be full after eating two.

　　 The first morning, because they were not sure, they only made thirty. I came to the old place early, but there was no one to patronize. Later, a nearby canteen came to open the door, and the boss was considered their acquaintance. After selling two, it opened.

Then until the class was about to go, a teacher hurried to the school on a bicycle, and saw their steaming, not like the original sugar-fried chestnuts, took a look, and bought the mince and the fans. One. At lunch, a few sanitation workers bought a few, plus the buns they ate and made on the first day, leaving half of them.

Of course, we still had to do it the next day. They had expected that the sale was not good on the first day. When they first sold sugar-fried chestnuts, no one patronized them for the first few days. Later, there were repeat customers, and regular customers brought people over again. , It slowly became prosperous.

　　Of course, they will not sell the leftovers on the first day. Instead, they will eat them for themselves. They can't covet temporary bargains. This is a concept that they have been changed unconsciously. These days, they have learned that the more such a small business, the more they must care about word of mouth. When doing business like this, they are mainly dealing with regular customers. One person is dissatisfied once, which may affect a group of people.

The next morning, it was unexpectedly good. First, people from several nearby shops came to buy it, and then a group of teachers and students came to the school. It should be a free advertisement made by the teacher yesterday, so thirty one I'll buy it all at the meeting, not one left!

　　 Fortunately, Mei Qiuping was thoughtful, thinking about it in the morning, what if I bought it all at once today? So I brought a few buns left over from yesterday, otherwise they would have to spend money to buy lunch at noon.

　　 From the third day on, the steamed buns were fixed at more than 80 per day, so that you can make more than ten dollars a day, but it is not so easy to make more than ten dollars. It takes extra and so many sides and so much stuffing. In the first few days, even if two people are used to doing hard work in the village, their tired hands and waist will be sore.

　　 The second week, because the people who came to buy buns asked a lot of questions, they added another item. In the morning, not only buns but also soy milk was sold. So there was one more thing at night, grinding beans with a small stone.

　　 A small refiner can be bought at this time, but it is not cheap, and it also needs a motor. The motor is not cheap, and electricity is needed, and electricity costs money.

　　 Anyway, I only make soy milk. I don’t have many beans to grind every day, so let’s do it manually.

　　 There is an old street away from the rental house where Feng Zhenchang and the others live, and Shisanzhan Road. Behind the old street are some old buildings from the Republic of China, and across the road is the Yangtze River.

　　 Old Street should have been splendid in the early years. There are grocery stores, small restaurants, hairdressers, car repair shops, gas stations, and health clinics on the street. It must be very convenient for people who want to live nearby.

　　 The current old street is no longer the glory of the past. The shops on both sides of the old street are mostly wooden doors and windows, original colors, without painting, after years of baptism, the doors and windows have been blackened, and some have even decayed. The cement pavement is also broken here and there. In front of many shops, the pavement is darkened. People who want to come to the shop just splash sewage there every day. The floor tiles laid in front of the store also have one piece, which is not reliable when stepping on, and most of them are loose. If you step on it, sewage may splash.

Above the old street, there are all kinds of criss-crossing lines, densely packed, and on each telephone pole, there are flyers and small advertisements of various colors stacked, and sometimes there is a somewhat old phoenix tree with this and other on it. thing.

　　 In the innermost part of the old street, there is a yard. The front of the yard should have just been filled with cement and it is very smooth. The yard has a certain area, with sheds on both sides, tall, covered with asbestos tiles. Behind the courtyard is a small three-story building, which seems to be a little old, with mottled exterior walls and severe peeling of the green paint on the window frames.

　　 At this time, the chainsaw that made a harsh sound stopped. Later, the other ping-pong-pong noises stopped one by one, and the yard was rare and quiet.

　　 Mei Yoshiro wears blue overalls, wears a hat crookedly, and takes off his gloves while walking. He walked into the office on the first floor and said to the old man who was smoking behind his desk while keeping accounts, "Master, I will go to my sister now, and I will not eat dinner in the factory."

　　 Cai Dexiang raised his head, looked at his apprentice through the reading glasses, took a cigarette from the cigarette case on the table, and threw it to him, "You haven’t been there in some days, how are they doing now?"

　　 Mei Yiliang said, “It’s okay. Suffering is bitter, but the income is okay. It’s more cost-effective than farming in my hometown.”

Cai Dexiang put out the few cigarettes that were left. "People who come out of the countryside are still afraid of hardship? Besides, as long as you can make money, what's the hardship. You, you should learn from your sister and brother-in-law. , Until now the temper is uncertain."

　　 Mei Yiliang called Qu, "I changed my master long ago. Look at the factory now. Is my craftsmanship the best? And I can repair the machines in the factory now. I just finished an electric drill in the afternoon."

　　 Cai Dexiang still kept his account, without raising his head, only waved his hand, "I see, you go, ride slowly."

　　Mei Yiliang had just left the car, and someone shouted from behind, "Mei Yiliang, where are you going crazy?"

　　 He stopped the car, and saw Cai Hong, who was still wearing overalls, slapped the sawdust on his body while walking towards him.

　　 "Where else can I go, I'll go see my sister."

　　 "Really? Then I will go too." Cai Hong jumped onto the back seat.

　　 "Go, it's okay, but you can change your clothes anyway!"

　　 "Oh, too, then you just wait for me here, can't run!"

　　 "Okay, hurry up!" Mei Yiliang stopped the bicycle, lit a cigarette, and stood there waiting.

Fortunately, the girl at this time has not developed the good habit of putting on makeup for at least half an hour before going out. In less than ten minutes, Cai Hong changed out a set of clothes, a thin sweater with jeans, very refreshing, and probably washed Put his face.

　　 Cai Hong sat in the back seat, holding Mei Yiliang's waist indifferently, and greeted the people in the nearby shop along the way. She grew up in this area, and knew these people very well~www.ltnovel.com~ On the contrary, Mei Yiliang couldn't let go, lowered her head and pushed hard.

　　 Cai Hong patted Mei Yiliang on the shoulder a few times, "There are so many holes on the ground, you still ride so fast, you deliberately spoil it, right?"

　　They went around the university town and found Mei Qiuping and his wife at the entrance of the High School Affiliated to Normal University. The students are almost gone, they are preparing to return to the university gate.

　　 Seeing her younger brother bringing a girl from the city, Mei Qiuping was a little stunned. Cai Hong greeted her generously. Mei Yiliang introduced her next to her, "Sister, brother-in-law, this is my master’s daughter Cai Hong."

　　 "Oh, this is our own chestnut. It is clean and fragrant. You can taste it, girl!" Feng Zhenchang handed Cai Hong a paper bag.

　　 Cai Hong is not welcome, so he peeled one off and said, "Well, it's really delicious, very fragrant, and a bit sweet, it tastes good."

　　 Mei Qiuping said, "Yiliang, you are also true. You don't want to say hello in advance. Look at it now, we are not easy to entertain."

　　 Cai Hong said, "It's okay, you guys are busy, I just came to have a look with Yiliang."

　　 Mei Yiliang saw another pot and steamer on the tricycle, and asked, "What are you selling here? Are you buns?"

　　 Feng Zhenchang handed him a cigarette, "Yes, there was no business in the morning, so we made steamed buns and soy milk. You can sell dozens of steamed buns and soy milk in the morning."

　　 "Oh, that's not bad, brother, your income will be much higher than mine."

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