Chapter 396: A Self-Employed Person Selling Popsicles and Buying Vegetables!

Yang Ming and others continued to walk forward.

"Ding-ling-ding-ling!"

The bells of bicycles on the street rang from time to time, making the bustling streets more popular.

"Selling popsicles!"

. . .

Yang Ming had already seen a man in his twenties, wearing a red vest on his upper body, a short-sleeved "Dacron" shirt, a pair of gray bell-bottom pants on his lower body, and a pair of Jiefang shoes on his feet.

The young man was riding the 28-bar bicycle, with a popsicle box pulled behind the bicycle.

In addition to the two red words "popsicle" written on it, there was some cloth covering it.

This July day is the hottest weather in Guangzhou every year, with the highest temperature even reaching 37 or 38 degrees Celsius. In this case, it is really good to be able to have a popsicle to satisfy your craving.

Ah Zhu and Zhong Chuhong were really curious about what the young man was selling.

"Master, what is he shouting?"

"Selling popsicles."

Popsicles?

Ah Zhu and Zhong Chuhong were really curious.

When it comes to ice cream, they still know.

But what exactly is this popsicle?

"I'm selling popsicles."

The young man shouted again.

Seeing that no one was selling, Yang Ming hurriedly called him to stop him when he was about to leave on his bicycle.

When he saw the boss was about to call him to stop, Chen Zhenhua had already called him to stop.

The young man saw that this group of people were dressed like rich people, and hurriedly pushed his bicycle to Yang Ming and said, "Boss, do you want to buy popsicles?"

"How much? Let me see."

Yang Ming grew up in the north in his previous life.

In this era, or even in the 1980s, he really had never encountered such popsicles to solve the hot summer days.

But he had seen them in books and on TV.

"There are white and yellow popsicles, all 1 cent each."

1 cent each?

What does this mean?

Azhu and Zhong Chuhong couldn't react.

Now when buying things in China, there are indeed 1 cent and 2 cent banknotes and coins, so that a 10 yuan banknote is already a very large banknote.

Yang Ming had heard that those popsicle factories were not clean and used tap water to produce popsicles. Many people might feel uncomfortable after eating them.

Yang Ming and his people had just come from Hong Kong and were afraid that they would have stomachaches after eating them.

"Is this popsicle clean?" Yang Ming asked.

"Yes, we are produced by Wuyang Brand Ice Cream Factory, which is also the People's Food Factory. It is very clean and our employees buy it for themselves."

Seeing that Yang Ming was worried about it being unclean, the young man hurriedly explained.

"The weather is too hot, you all try it."

Since it was produced by a large factory, Yang Ming was relieved.

Chen Zhenhua and his people each had a popsicle.

White popsicles are not colored, while yellow popsicles are colored. However, the main raw material of popsicles is tap water.

In this hot weather, each of them took a popsicle and took a bite, which was really very comfortable.

Although it only cost 1 cent per popsicle, it was really good. Even Mr. Shen and Secretary Zhang asked for one.

"Are there any others?"

"Yes, we have red bean and green bean popsicles here, 2 cents each, and a pineapple-flavored popsicle is also 2 cents."

Yang Ming was still a little curious about the red bean and green bean popsicles.

When the other party took them out, Yang Ming found that they were actually popsicles with red beans or green beans, or pineapple flavor, which should be obviously better than those popsicles.

"Master, I want a red bean pie."

"I want a green bean pie."

A Zhu and Zhong Chuhong said respectively.

"You guys take it."

Yang Ming has 30 people here.

Originally, this popsicle box could hold at most 40 or 50 popsicles, but now only about 30 were sold at once.

There are not many left.

The young man took the money Lin Xiuzhi gave him with a smile.

It was only a few cents.

But for the young man, this could make a dime or two, which was really good.

In a day, it was sold more than once.

Especially in the summer when business is good, you can sell many times a day, so if you make a net profit of one yuan a day, you can make 30 yuan a month, which is not bad, and it is not low compared to the monthly salary of those large state-owned enterprises.

The most important thing is to come and go freely.

When the young man thanked Yang Ming and others, he rode his 28-bar bicycle to the front and quickly disappeared in the crowd.

"Mr. Yang, don't you want to eat it? This popsicle is very heat-reducing."

Mr. Shen came over and said.

This popsicle is also available in the north, even in Yanjing. Especially in the hot summer, it is very heat-reducing for many people.

Yang Ming didn't want to eat it, he just wanted to experience the atmosphere of life in this era.

Yang Ming was actually very optimistic about the young man just now.

This was only 1979, when many people still yearned for a stable job with a government job, and this young man had already sold popsicles himself.

This is certainly not something that ordinary people dare to do.

Don't think that a popsicle only costs 1 cent, but if you buy it from the factory, you may get it for 0.5 cents or even less, so you can make money.

"Mr. Shen, I don't want to eat it, I just want to look at it."

Obviously, when he came to Yangcheng this time, he was very happy to see the young man selling popsicles.

No wonder, Guangzhou was later called the earliest and most open city. If it weren't for the special zone like Pengcheng, it would be difficult for other places to match the business atmosphere here.

Because, at this time, in other places, if you dare to buy and sell things privately, you will definitely be hit, and even be charged with speculation and thrown into jail.

Yangcheng's free business style is what Yang Ming wants.

Yang Ming and Mr. Shen continued to move forward.

Along the way, they saw road signs with a long history, and next to the road signs were some old houses that looked very old.

These old houses will probably be demolished in the future.

Under the old house, Yang Ming saw several women ranging in age from 30 to 40 to 40 to 50 years old putting vegetables there.

Yes, these aunts are selling vegetables.

Yang Ming remembered that now in China, buying and selling things requires going to supply and marketing cooperatives, or even going to department stores, or state-owned vegetable stalls. These are all state-owned. Buying and selling things requires not only money, but also tickets.

For example, you need food coupons to buy rice, meat coupons to buy pork, cloth coupons to buy cloth, oil coupons to buy oil, etc. Anyway, buying and selling daily necessities, even electrical products, etc., not only requires money, but also coupons.

Now on this street, there are people who openly set up stalls to sell vegetables here, and the most important thing is that no one regulates them.

Is there any regulation in this era?

It really hasn't appeared yet.

The earliest appearance in history was in 1980.

There are other people who are not regulated, but no one cares about them setting up stalls to sell vegetables here.

Yang Ming seemed very interested and hurried to the auntie who was selling vegetables in front.

Yang Ming was wearing sunglasses and walked over. When these aunties saw Yang Ming and his people, they asked, "Handsome boy, do you want to buy vegetables? These are the vegetables we grow ourselves, so fresh."

Yang Ming found winter melon, peppers, spinach, cucumbers, and some vegetables that Yang Ming couldn't recognize.

"Auntie, can you set up a stall here?"

"Set up? Why not? We have been growing and selling our own products since last year."

In fact, the earliest should be the end of 1977, when the whole country began to relax, and Guangzhou began to set up some scattered stalls. In 1978, more stalls were set up here. Now in the second half of 1979, there are more stalls.

It's just that other people didn't see it and felt very curious.

In the past, you had to go to the state-owned vegetable and meat stalls to buy, but now there are people selling outside on the streets.

Naturally, there are other consumers who buy.

The most important thing is that the service attitude of those state-owned stalls is not good, and you can't choose. It's different here. You can choose whatever you want and the price can still be negotiated.

The state-owned ones can't be negotiated at all, the price is the price.

Chapter 3!

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