Feng Zhenchang and Mei Qiuping were quick to make money. They bought pots and steamers that night. The next morning, the couple spent the first time buying breakfast. They only spent three yuan in total, but they went to seven places. That night, they decided to make buns.

But the buns they are preparing are bigger, as big as adults’ fists, and they will definitely put in enough stuffing. One is sold for 40 cents, which is absolutely cost-effective. In this way, regardless of labor costs, selling a bun can make more than one cent. If you can buy fifty ones in a morning, it will be nearly ten yuan to earn. If you can’t sell them too much, you can definitely sell them for more than one cent. If you take it back to the rented place, you will definitely be full if you eat two of such a big bun.

On the first morning, because they didn't have much confidence, they only made thirty. They came to the old place early, but no one visited them. Later, they came to the nearby convenience store to open the door. The boss was also an acquaintance of them, so they sold two of them and then opened it.

Then until class was about to go to school, a teacher hurried to the school on his bike and saw that they were steaming, unlike the original candy fried chestnuts. After taking a look, they bought one of the meat fillings and the vermicelli stuffings. During lunch, several sanitation workers bought a few, plus what they ate themselves, and half of the buns they made on the first day were left.

Of course, I still have to do it the next day. The first day was not good. As they expected, when they first sold sugar and fried chestnuts, there were no one visiting them in the first few days. Later, there were repeat customers, and regular customers brought people over, which gradually became prosperous.

Of course, they will not sell what is left on the first day, but will keep it for themselves and cannot be greedy for a temporary small advantage. This is also a concept that they have been changed unknowingly. These days, they have learned that the more such a small business is, the more they have to care about word of mouth. Doing such a business, they mainly face 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 the free advertisements made by the teacher yesterday, so they bought it in a while, and there was no one left!

Fortunately, Mei Qiuping was thoughtful and thought in the morning, what if she bought it all in one go today? So she brought a few buns left 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 a day, so that they could earn more than ten yuan a day, but it was not so easy to earn more than ten yuan. It would be necessary to have 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, they were still so tired that their hands and waists were sore.

The next week, because the person who came to buy buns asked a lot, they added another project. In the morning, not only were there buns, but also soy milk sold. So there was another thing in the evening, grinding beans with small stones.

At this time, you can buy a small grinder, but that one is not cheap. You also need to be equipped with a motor. The motor is not cheap, and you also need to use electricity, which costs money.

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

There is also a 13-zhan Road road in Feng Zhenchang and his current rental house, which is located next to the old street. 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, with grocery stores, small restaurants, barber shops, car repair shops, gas filling stations and health centers on the street. It must be very convenient for people who come to live nearby.

The old streets are no longer as glory as before. The shops on both sides of the old streets are mostly made of wooden doors and windows, with original colors and no paint. 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, and the pavement in front of many shops is black. I think people in the shop just splash sewage there every day. There are also no floor tiles in front of the shop, and they are not stable when stepping on them. Most of them are loose. If you step on them, sewage will splash.

Above the old street, there are various crisscrossing lines, densely packed with leaflets and advertisements of various colors on each telephone pole. Sometimes there is a sycamore tree of some age, with something like that on it.

At the very bottom of the old street, there is a yard. The front door of the yard must have just been filled with cement, which is very flat. The yard has some area, with sheds on both sides, high and covered with asbestos tiles. Behind the yard is a three-story building, which looks a bit old, with mottled exterior walls and the green paint on the window frames peeling off.

At this time, the chainsaw that made a harsh sound stopped, and later all the other sounds of ping-pong stopped one by one, making the yard quiet rarely.

Mei Yiliang was wearing blue work clothes, with a hat, and took off his gloves while walking. He walked into the office on the first floor and said to the old man who was smoking behind the desk while keeping the bill, "Master, I'll go to my sister's place now, so I won't have dinner in the factory."

Cai Dexiang raised his head, looked at his apprentice from the reading glasses, pulled out one from the cigarette box on the table, and threw it to him, "You haven't been there for some days, how are they now?"

Mei Yiliang said, "It's okay, it's a bit harder, but the income is OK, it's much more cost-effective than farming in his hometown."

Cai Dexiang put out the remaining cigarettes, "Whoever comes from the countryside is afraid of hardship? Besides, as long as you can make money, what's the point of hardship? You should learn from your sister and brother-in-law. You are not young anymore, and you are still unstable."

Mei Yiliang exclaimed, "I have changed my master long ago. Look at the factory now. Is it the best craftsmanship? And I can even repair the machines in the factory now. In the afternoon, I just repaired an electric drill."

Cai Dexiang still went to take his account, without raising his head, and just waved his hand, "I understand, go and ride your bike slowly."

As soon as Mei Yiliang's car left, someone shouted behind him, "Mei Yiliang, where are you crazy?"

He braked the car and saw Cai Hong, who was still wearing work clothes, slapped the wood chips on his body while walking towards him.

"Where can I go and see my sister."

"Really? Then I'll go too." Cai Hong jumped into the back seat.

"Go, that's fine, but you can change your clothes at least!"

"Oh, too, then you're waiting for me here, you can't run away!"

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

Fortunately, the girl at this time had not yet 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 into a set of clothes, a thin sweater with jeans, which was very refreshing, and probably washed her face.

Cai Hong sat in the back seat, hugging Mei Yiliang's waist without seeing her, and greeted the people in the shop next to her. She grew up in this area and was very familiar with these people. Instead, Mei Yiliang couldn't let go and kept kicking with her head down.

Cai Hong patted Mei Yiliang's shoulder a few times, "There are so many pits on the ground, you still ride so fast, do you deliberately make trouble, right?"

They circled around the university town before finding Mei Qiuping and his wife at the entrance of the Affiliated Middle School of Normal University. The students were almost gone, and they were about to return to the university gate.

Seeing his younger brother coming over with a city girl, Mei Qiuping was a little stunned. Cai Hong greeted her generously. 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. Girl, please try it!" Feng Zhenchang handed Cai Hong a paper bag.

Cai Hong was not polite, so she took it and peeled it, "Well, it tastes so delicious, very fragrant, and a bit sweet, and it tastes pretty good."

Mei Qiuping said, "Yiliang, you are really good, you don't say hello in advance. Look, now, it's not easy for us to entertain."

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

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

Feng Zhenchang handed him a cigarette, "Yes, it turns out that there was no business in the morning, so we made buns and soy milk. In the morning, we could sell dozens of buns and soy milk."

"Oh, that's good, brother, your income is much higher than mine in this way."

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