When we leave the campus and enter society, we often miss the beauty of campus life and feel that we do not know how to cherish it when we are young. However, it cannot be denied that due to the pressure in all aspects of life, we need a spiritual paradise. Therefore, when looking back on the past campus life, we deliberately or unintentionally ignore many of its bad things and beautify it.

For example, endless exercises, limited living expenses, teachers with a disgusting face, inaccessible girls, disgusting male classmates, unseen holidays, exams after exams, and long and boring study careers that seem to be out of sight.

After the National Day holiday, I returned to school and the freshness of Fang Chang'an returning to junior high school gradually faded, and I gradually felt the boredom and boredom of junior high school life.

Fortunately, he, who has the soul of later generations, is very clear about the preciousness and significance of this period of time, and his mind and concentration are far from comparable to Fang Changan, who was twelve or thirteen years old in his previous life. He can endure loneliness, so he just feels a little "stubborn" and not very boring.

After all, there are two young classmates Wang Ke and Shen Mo to accompany him.

After going to his house during the holidays, several classmates who had been there became significantly closer. Sometimes Shen Mo and Wang Ke talked to him and no longer took the other people's attention as carefully as before.

Of course, what is more obvious is that the two little girls are getting closer, which makes Fang Changan occasionally come back from the toilet. When he saw them chatting, he patted Shen Mo's shoulder and signaled to let him go in, there was an illusion that a third party intervened, disturbing them.

Another more obvious change comes from Wang Yuwei. After the holiday, she is no longer as enthusiastic about Fang Changan as before. Of course, when meeting or meeting, she will still show a nice smile and greet him politely, but she no longer deliberately uses teasing or other methods to bring the distance closer like before.

These other students may not be able to notice it. Fang Chang'an naturally understood everything, and felt a little moved, but there was no more turmoil.

Students of this age are simple and simple, but there are never a shortage of smart people. Because of their experience or being taught, they have understood some worldly styles earlier than others since childhood, or know what they want.

As long as you don’t hurt others, there is no right or wrong, it’s just a choice.

In many cases, dealing with these people is more pleasant than others because they are more tactful and know how to take care of other people's emotions.

On the other hand, the business of the bun shop is getting better and better. Second Middle School is the first to open. At the end of October, the daily reservation volume even exceeded 5,000 at one point, but it only lasted for a week and soon fell, basically stable at around 4,500 to 4,000 yuan a day.

If we count on average seven buns per person, about 700 people ordered buns, which is a very terrifying proportion, close to half of the total number of students in the school.

Fang Changan knew that this kind of "great occasion" would be difficult to last. When everyone got tired of it, the cafeteria would react and it would definitely fall again.

Both the Third Middle School and No. 1 Middle School are growing continuously. The canteen is probably even more "tragic" than the Second Middle School. No. 3 Middle School has always maintained a very high growth rate. After exceeding 5,000 in November, Fang Chang'an and Shen Chengyan both believed that if they exceeded the saturation point, they would fall quickly.

As a result, this number has remained until the end of this semester and has continued to grow slightly.

In order to figure it out, Chen Chengyan went to No. 3 Middle School to have a meal at the cafeteria, and after he came back, he scolded him for three days.

As a provincial focus, the canteens of the junior high school and high school are not separated. The canteens are relatively formal, with many windows and large competition. The quality is much better than that of the No. 2 Middle School and No. 3 Middle School. The initial explosive growth surprised Fang Chang'an and Shen Chengyan, but the growth rate quickly slowed down.

Later, a high school student from No. 1 Middle School took the initiative to ask Peng Liangliang who went to deliver buns. Chen Chengyan immediately made the decision and included the high school department as the target customer. The market of No. 1 Middle School further grew. After November, there were more than 4,000 yuan per day.

Compared with the three public middle schools, private Haitian Middle School is the most troublesome. At the beginning of the beginning, the growth rate was very terrifying. The first week was more than 800, and the second week soared to 2,500, tripled, and on the third week, it was 4,000.

In the fourth week, it plummeted to more than one thousand.

Chen Chengyan and Fang Chang'an originally expected that the number of buns this week would definitely exceed 5,000. According to this number, they also recruited two more people. As a result, Haitian directly flipped two levels, almost making their waists flash.

There must be something tricky about this. Chen Chengyan asked through student channels and found out that the two canteens in Haitian didn’t know what method they used, so he actually mobilized the head teacher and explicitly prohibited students from buying buns in various classes.

The order volume of more than one thousand is still guaranteed by the class teacher who does not buy the canteen account.

Chen Chengyan has been doing well since he changed his career and sold buns. The first time he encountered such a trick, he was so angry that he cursed.

This is actually not something that is surprising. After all, cutting off people's wealth is like killing parents. If the canteen of No. 2 Middle School and No. 3 Middle School has this energy, it is probably unwilling to be honest in competing for good and low-priced goods.

Fang Chang'an gave Chen Chengyan an idea, asked him to go to the canteen of Haitian Middle School for an inspection, and then took the evidence to report to the county industrial and commercial bureau, and soon took the industrial and commercial bureau to check it out.

Next week, the order volume of buns on Haitian exceeded 6,000.

Due to its fully closed management, nearly 3,000 students at Haitian Middle School have to eat in the school. The market is even bigger than the No. 2 Middle School and No. 3 Middle School combined. Without the malicious obstruction of the canteen, even if it stabilizes at the end of the semester, Haitian Middle School's daily bun order volume remains around 10,000.

At the highest point, it exceeded 14,000!

In order to build a few more stoves, Chen Chengyan simply rented two houses next to the shop, but the number of buns was too large and he recruited several newcomers. There were inevitably times when mistakes were made. As the canteens of various schools became "conscientious", the order volume of buns from No. 2 and No. 3 Middle School was slowly declining.

As of the end of the period, the data that was finally maintained fluctuated slightly on the line of 4,000 and 5,000, and rebounded in winter because the food in the cafeteria was easy to be cold, so it was better to put it in a box and use a foam box to warm up the buns.

The four schools add up to the order volume of buns per day basically remains above 23,000, which is far beyond the blueprint that Fang Chang'an originally drew, and Chen Chengyan never dared to think about it.

The quantity is too large, from raw materials to venues, from labor to delivery, small problems are endless. Chen Chengyan went out halfway and had no experience, and was often overwhelmed. Fortunately, he always insisted on the idea of ​​"I am not short of money, but I am not trying to make money."

During the first snowfall, Peng Liangliang and his two almost had a car accident on the way to deliver buns to Haitian. The tricycle was overturned. It was fine when the people arrived. The boxes of buns were flipped. Fortunately, they were all packed with small lunch boxes and there were clamps on them. Only a part of them was knocked over.

However, many lunch boxes were flattened by a truck that passed by.

Peng Liangliang had no cell phone and ran to the roadside convenience store to call Chen Chengyan. Chen Chengyan asked Zhang Fei to continue making buns as soon as possible, while driving over by himself, took Peng Liangliang to the hospital, and then went back to deliver buns.

Haitian has a very short rest time. After such a delay, the bells were ready to go when the buns were delivered. Chen Chengyan apologized and returned all the money for the week.

After this accident, Chen Chengyan bought three Xiaolingtongs on the same day, one for each school. Although Peng Liangliang and others have no ownership rights, they have the right to use it. In this era when personal phone calls have not been popular yet, it can be regarded as a great surprise that is very respectful every day.

Fang Chang'an's eyes were red when he found out.

Of course, as a partner with 30% of the shares, he naturally gains more.

As the end of the Gregorian calendar approached, Chen Chengyan calculated the accounts. After deducting all costs such as materials, rent, labor, etc. in less than four months, the shop made a net profit of 30,000 yuan, mainly the profits of 11 and 12 months, and basically all the previous ones were spent.

Chen Chengyan knew that Fang Chang'an wanted to hide the small treasury, so he used his ID card to apply for Fang Chang'an and saved all the nine thousand yuan in it. Then at noon on the last day of 2003, he called Fang Chang'an home for dinner and gave the card to him.

"The money is yours, and it is your freedom no matter how you use it, but since you call me uncle, I'm not meddling in other people's business, right? You give it a briefing to the uncle, how do you plan to use this money? If you save it, or give it to your parents?"

Chen Chengyan put his bank card on the coffee table for dinner, and he looked like he could only give you my answer if I could satisfy me.

He hadn't had a good sleep for several days because of this nearly 10,000 yuan. He was not reluctant to let it go. He never thought of making so much money, and even felt that he was too much to get 20,000 yuan. He thought about having more houses in Chang'an, and then he was afraid that this would harm him, so he suppressed this idea.

But he couldn't even let it go directly to Fang Chang'an for only 9,000 yuan.

Cheng Mengfei was also worried and even suggested that he should give the money directly to Fang Chang'an's mother through Fang Luguo. However, after thinking about it, he felt that this was inappropriate.

The couple discussed for a long time, but decided to chat with Fang Chang'an first.

Fang Changan understood their concerns and smiled and said, "Uncle Chen, are you bound to online banking with your bank card? Just leave a thousand in the card, and buy stocks for the remaining eight thousand."

Chen Chengyan didn't expect him to spend like this. He was stunned for a moment and laughed: "Are you so optimistic about Moutai's stocks?"

Fang Chang'an said: "Isn't it already rising?"

By the end of December, Moutai's stock had risen to 25 yuan per stock.

Chen Chengyan thought for a while and said, "Okay, there are quite a lot of stocks in his hand. I will give you a portion of them according to twenty-two yuan, and I will buy some of them myself."

"No……"

Fang Chang'an only said one word, Chen Chengyan had already waved his hand and said, "Okay, okay, don't talk nonsense, I will make a profit of twenty-two dollars, I'll just settle it like this. The password is 200411. Do you remember it on the first day of the new year?"

Fang Changan nodded and said, "Thank you, Uncle Chen."

"Well, be kind to me?"

Chen Chengyan solved a heart disease and was in a good mood. So he cared about Fang Chang'an's study and reminded him:

"After the Gregorian Year, the final exam is coming soon. I've studied hard during this period. I heard from your teacher Cheng that in the last unit exam, Liang Jingyu from Class 1 and Zhou Yi from Class 2, the scores are quite similar to yours? Don't be surpassed by others."

From the first unit exam to the ones, and another unit exam some time ago, Fang Changan dared not hide his weakness at all, and he was fully open. Every subject was almost full of high scores and ranked first in the grade.

The average score of Class 4 is still at the bottom of the four key classes. He is Cheng Mengfei's only "glory" when he is not qualified and has poor grades. He has been taken to this position and cannot stand back.

"That's because the test paper is too simple, the full score is only 100. If they can rely on 100, there is nothing they can do. I can't rely on 101, right?"

The knowledge difficulty of junior high school is limited, and the strong learning ability brought by later generations and experience, Fang Chang'an still has the confidence to look down on No. 2 Middle School.

"I'm not proud, I just talk about the facts."

Fang Changan muttered quietly, after eating, he went to the study room to read the book. Shen Mo came over soon. He heard that he had 1,000 yuan, his eyes were shiny, his mouth was open, and he exclaimed with admiration: "Wow, 1,000 yuan?"

Fang Changan smiled and said, "Why don't you tell me a little bit?"

The little girl shook her head vigorously, then tilted her head and thought for a while, and asked, "Don't you have a lot of buns? Didn't my uncle give you a thousand?"
Chapter completed!