Dressed to be a grandmother

Chapter 450 Popular

But in one morning, Deng Youzhi sold radish sticks worth [-] yuan. Of course, a lot of radish pieces also went out.

Moreover, there are quite a few children in the mine, and the story has been passed on from time to time, and even more children came in the afternoon.

For those who have never tried it, Deng Youzhi will add a piece of radish no matter whether he asks for it or not.

This makes the children feel that they have taken over their friends, just like picking them up for nothing, and they are very happy.

Therefore, some children who have eaten but have no money in their hands can't help but turn around to find their parents, brothers and sisters when they see that others have money to buy them.

If you don't give money to your father, then you still have your mother, if you don't find your mother, then you still have your brothers and sisters.

There are many unmarried young girls and young men in the mine.

When I was working, I was approached by my younger siblings to ask for money, and some who cared about my younger siblings asked for one penny or two cents. Although I muttered a few words, I paid for it, and I was praised by my colleagues in the same workshop. .

"Give me money if you want it, it hurts my brother (sister) too much."

The little girls pursed their lips and smiled: "No way, my brother (sister)."

The boys waved their hands grandly: "Hey, it's only a penny or two, and it's worth buying a candy."

In the boiler-burning duty room, until Deng Youzhi was about to leave work, there were still many children who came to buy radish sticks, either after eating them and asking for money, or they had already bought them twice.

After all, children like sweet and crunchy things. This radish stick is sweet and crunchy with a hint of spicy, and the children around eat it. If you don’t eat it yourself, how can you play with others? People say that the radish sticks are delicious. I can't even speak.

"No, no!"

Deng Youzhi dug out, stirred, and looked carefully again, making sure that there were no radish sticks in the jar, then he said to the remaining children: "There are no radish sticks today, I want to eat, come tomorrow. Tomorrow."

what?
One child managed to go to three places, and the one who was sloppy and his sister asked for two cents, but they didn't get it, so they almost cried, but when they heard that they would have it tomorrow, they reluctantly held back.

"Is there really tomorrow?"

Deng Youzhi nodded: "Yes, come early tomorrow, I still go to work at this hour, and I will be there when I come."

Upon hearing this, several children reluctantly pushed it away, and another child told Deng Youzhi: "Uncle Deng, take some more, don't run out of them tomorrow."

"All right, all right, I know!" Deng Youzhi waved his hand.

At this time, Deng Youzhi realized that his arms were a little sore, and his neck was also sore.

He opened the lid almost non-stop today, picked up radish cubes and radish sticks, bowed his head and stretched out his hands, so it didn't feel sour.

After the children left outside, Deng Youzhi sat down on a chair in the duty room, looked at the dime tickets in the basket under the table, and then looked at the two jars on the table. There were still some radish pieces left, but The strips of radish that came out were gone.

"Unexpectedly, it sold so much!" Deng Youzhi said to himself in surprise.

After sitting for a while, Deng Youzhi was packing up and going home when someone knocked on the door.

When I opened it, it was a child who came to buy radish sticks.

Deng Youzhi smiled: "It's sold out today, come back tomorrow."

The child left disappointed, but Deng Youzhi was very happy, the situation was opened, he didn't expect that it was difficult for him to speak up about this matter, but his son helped him solve it unintentionally.

"That's it, don't beat him!" Deng Youzhi said to himself, cleared the dime tickets in the basket, waited for the colleague who took over the vigil to come, chatted for a few words, and left with two jars in his arms.

Deng Xiaojun didn't even know that he had escaped a catastrophe. The meeting was surrounded by friends, and everyone was lively sharing their descriptions of the delicious radish sticks.

"Xiaojun, we blamed you wrongly, you really are our good brother."

"Yeah, your radish sticks are really delicious, sweet..."

"I bought it for two cents and got six."

"I also bought a penny."

"The radish sticks are really delicious, but I don't know how to make them."

Deng Xiaojun nodded honestly, and then said: "I don't know either. These radish strips were brought from my grandmother's village. The aunt who came to my house told me that only the aunts in my grandmother's village would make them."

Deng Xiaojun was very happy. He felt that his face was saved. As for the fact that his little friend bought three radish sticks for a penny, he didn't care. He only ate six radish sticks a day at home. If there were too many, mother would not let him.

Deng Youzhi was carrying the two jars back home from get off work. On the way, the corners of his mouth kept grinning, very happy.

Before they got home, they happened to meet Zhang Xiu and Ma Lian'er who were coming back from their work, said hello, and the three of them entered the house together. Before Deng Youzhi put down the jar, he happily said, "I sold a jar of radish sticks. go."

"Yeah? Really!" Zhang Xiu was surprised.

She thought Deng Youzhi couldn't do anything today.

Deng Youzhi smiled a little embarrassedly: "Fortunately, only one jar, but there will probably be a little more tomorrow. I plan to take two jars over tomorrow."

Ma Lianer smiled: "Look, this opens up the situation."

Li Xiuhong came back from get off work and was about to cook. Seeing everyone sitting at the table, she was surprised when she saw her man take out money from several pockets on her body.

so many!
But it's all a cent for a cent.

Deng Youzhi took out his pockets two or three times, and after making sure nothing was missed, he underestimated that it was a lesbian counting money.

One point, two points, three points, four points...

Pick up one by one, and then count to [-] cents and put it aside, five times [-] cents is one dollar.

After more than ten minutes, they were surprised.

"Three yuan and sixty cents."

Not to mention other people, even Deng Youzhi was also surprised. He knew that he sold a lot, but he didn't expect to sell so many. However, in the afternoon, there were children who bought two or three cents at a time, and there were so many people. Not surprisingly.

The price was negotiated in the village long ago, and Zhang Xiu divided the big pot into the jar. She knew how much, and she counted it every day. I knew there was nothing wrong with the calculation.

Looking at the piles of money, everyone was very happy.

But the happiest one is Li Xiuhong.

My lover's relatives and neighbors from the village of my mother's family have given her face, can you be unhappy!
Li Xiuhong went to buy a bottle of wine and came back, saying it was to celebrate, but in the end it became a comfort to Deng Youzhi, but he didn't drink too much, just drank two glasses.

When eating in the evening, Deng Xiaojun saw that his father had picked up a chopstick dish for him, obviously in a good mood, and thought, Dad is in a good mood, so he doesn't need to be beaten?
"Father, are you still hitting me?"

As soon as the words came out, others were puzzled, Li Xiuhong smelled something was wrong, and immediately stared at Deng Xiaojun: "You brat, did you cause trouble?"

(End of this chapter)