Chapter 26 The Parents' Successful Attempt
When it comes to making money, Feng Zhenchang and Mei Qiuping act very quickly. That night they bought a pot and a steamer. The next morning, the couple bought breakfast for the first time. They only spent three dollars in total, but they went to seven places. That night, they settled down. , to make buns.
But the steamed buns they are going to make are bigger, as big as an adult's fist, and there is absolutely enough stuffing, and one sells for 40 cents, and the price is absolutely high. In this way, excluding labor costs, selling one bun can earn more than 10 cents. If you can buy 50 buns in one morning, you will earn nearly 10 yuan. If you can't sell it if you make too much, you can definitely sell it for an extra 30 cents if you take it back to the rented place. For such a big bun, even two adults will be full.
On the first morning, because they were not sure, they only made thirty. I came to the old place early, but no one came to visit. Later, a nearby commissary came to open the door. The owner was also an acquaintance of them. After selling two, it opened.
Then, when it was time to go to class, a teacher hurried to the school on a bicycle, saw their steaming hot, not like the original candied chestnuts, took a look, bought meat and vermicelli. One. During lunch, a few sanitation workers bought a few, plus they ate the steamed buns they made on the first day, and there was half left.
Of course, they still have to do it the next day. They didn’t expect it to sell well on the first day. When they first sold sugar-fried chestnuts, there were not many customers in the first few days. Later, there were repeat customers, and regular customers brought people over. , and then slowly prospered.
Of course, they will not sell the rest of the first day, but will keep it to eat for themselves. They can't be greedy for a momentary bargain. This is also a concept that has been changed unconsciously. These days, they have learned that the more a small business is like this, the more they must care about word of mouth. When doing a business like theirs, they mainly deal with regular customers. If one person is dissatisfied once, it may affect a group of people.
The next morning was unexpectedly good. First, people from several nearby small shops came to buy it, and then a group of teachers and students came to the school. It should be the free advertisement made by the teacher yesterday, so thirty one for one. Will be sold out, not one left!
Fortunately, Mei Qiuping was thoughtful. In the morning, she thought, what if she bought it all at once today? So I brought a few leftover buns from yesterday, otherwise they would have to spend money to buy lunch at noon.
From the third day, the buns were fixed at more than 80 per day, so that they could earn more than ten yuan per day, but it was not so easy to earn more than ten yuan. It was necessary to add so many noodles and chop so much stuffing. In the first few days, even if the two of them were used to working hard in the village, their hands and waist would still be sore.
In the second week, because the people who came to buy buns asked many times, they added another item. In the morning, not only buns, but also soy milk were sold. So one more thing at night, grinding the beans with a small stone mill.
At this time, you can buy a small refiner, but that one is not cheap. It needs to be equipped with a motor, and the motor is not cheap. It also needs electricity, and electricity also costs money.
Anyway, I only make soy milk, and there are not many beans to grind every day, so I should do it manually.
It 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.
The old street should have been brilliant in the early years. There are grocery stores, small restaurants, barber shops, car repair shops, gas stations, and toilets on the street. It must be very convenient for those who want to live nearby.
Today's old street has lost its former glory. Most of the shops on both sides of the old street have wooden doors and windows, the original color, not painted. After years of baptism, the doors and windows have turned black, and some have even decayed. The cement pavement is also broken here and there. In front of many stores, the road surface is black. People who want to come to the store just pour sewage there every day. The floor tiles in front of the store also have a single piece, and it is not solid to step on, most of them are loose, and if you step on it, the sewage may splash.
Above the old street, there are various lines criss-crossing, densely packed, on each pole, there are flyers and small advertisements of various colors stacked, and occasionally there is an old plane tree, which is also hung 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 flat. The yard has some area, with sheds on both sides, high and covered with asbestos tiles. In the back of the yard is a small three-story building, which looks a little old, with mottled exterior walls, and the green paint on the window frames is also peeling off badly.
At this moment, the chainsaw, which made a harsh sound, stopped, and later the other sounds of ping ping pong pong stopped one by one, and the yard was rarely quiet.
Mei Yiliang was wearing blue overalls and a hat, and took off his gloves as he walked. He walked into the office on the first floor and said to the old man who was smoking behind his desk while writing down the account, "Master, I'm going to my sister's place now, and I won't have dinner in the factory."
Cai Dexiang raised his head, looked at his apprentice from the top of his reading glasses, took one from the cigarette case on the table, and threw it to him, "You haven't been there for a few days, how are they now?"
Mei Yiliang said, "It's okay, the hardship is the hard part, but the income is okay, it's more cost-effective than farming in my hometown."
Cai Dexiang put out the few remaining cigarettes, "Are you afraid of hardship from the countryside? Besides, as long as you can make money, what's the point of suffering? You, you should learn from your sister and brother-in-law, it's no small thing. , until now his temperament is uncertain.”
Mei Yiliang called out, "I have already changed my master. Look at the factory now. Is my craft the best? Besides, I can repair the machines in the factory now. I just repaired an electric drill this afternoon."
Cai Dexiang still went to record his account, without raising his head, he just waved his hand, "Got it, go ahead and ride slower."
As soon as Mei Yiliang went out of the car, someone shouted from behind, "Mei Yiliang, where are you going crazy?"
He braked the car and saw Cai Hong, who was still wearing overalls, walking towards him while slapping the sawdust on his body.
"Where else can I go, I'll see my sister."
"Really? Then I'll go too." Cai Hong jumped into the back seat.
"Go, you can, but you should change your clothes anyway!"
"Oh, yes, then you wait for me here, can't run!"
"Okay, hurry up!" Mei Yiliang parked his bicycle, lit a cigarette, and stood there waiting.
Fortunately, the girl at this time has not yet developed the good habit of wearing makeup for at least half an hour before going out. In less than ten minutes, Cai Hong changed into a set of clothes, a thin sweater and jeans, very refreshing, probably still washed. face.
Cai Hong sat in the back seat, wrapped her arms around Mei Yiliang's waist, and greeted the people in the store next to her along the way. She grew up in this area, and was very familiar with these people, but Mei Yiliang couldn't let go, and kept his head down and kicked hard.
Cai Hong patted Mei Yiliang on the shoulder a few times, "There are so many pits on the ground, you are still riding so fast, are you deliberately doing something bad?"
They circled around the university town before they found Mei Qiuping and his wife at the entrance of the High School Affiliated to Normal University. The students are almost gone, and they are preparing to go back to the gate of the university again.
Seeing her younger brother bring a girl from the city, Mei Qiuping was a little stunned. Cai Hong greeted her generously, and Mei Yiliang introduced, "Sister, brother-in-law, this is my master's daughter, Cai Hong."
"Oh, this is our own chestnut. It's very clean and fragrant. You can try it, girl!" Feng Zhenchang handed Cai Hong a paper bag.
Cai Hong was not polite, and took one off and said, "Well, it's delicious, fragrant, and a little sweet. It tastes good."
Mei Qiuping said, "Yiliang, you are true, and you didn't say hello in advance. Look at it now, we are not good at entertaining."
Cai Hong said, "It's okay, you guys are busy, I just came to see it with Yiliang."
Seeing another pot and steamer on the tricycle, Mei Yiliang asked, "What are you selling? Steamed buns?"
Feng Zhenchang handed him a cigarette, "Yeah, it turns out that there was no business in the morning, so we made buns and soy milk. We can sell dozens of buns and soy milk in the morning."
"Oh, that's not bad, brother, so your income is much higher than mine."
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