Eight Zero Space: I became a cannon fodder supporting her mother

Chapter 6 Selling Milk Tea

After some conversation, the man dispelled the idea that Song Ran was crazy, and Song Ran also knew that the man's name was Li Qingyan, and he was not a time traveler. It was just that he saw a friend set up a factory recently and thought too much during the day. It was just a dream at night.

Seeing that he was not his companion, Song Ran lost interest in men.

She held Yani's hand and was about to leave, but Li Qingyan hurriedly called out to her, "Sister, let's set up a factory together, don't you want to give your child a better life?"

Song Ran lowered her head to look at Yani, seeing Yani's little face raised up, her face was full of puzzlement, she didn't understand why this strange uncle would talk about herself.

Seeing her cute appearance, Song Ran softened her heart, stretched out her hand and touched her head, then turned to Li Qingyan and said, "What are you going to do? Do you have a start-up fund? Have you decided to start a factory?"

Li Qingyan was taken aback for a moment. He really never thought about it. He wanted to set up a factory but neglected the most important thing.

Song Ran obviously saw the hesitant expression on his face, she looked up at the sky, and saw that it was almost evening, "It's getting late now, you should go home quickly, setting up a factory is not just talking about it, what are you talking about?" I didn't even think about it, isn't this utopian?" She said, leading Yani and leaving.

Li Qingyan lowered his head and sighed, what the elder sister said was right, he didn't prepare anything, so what qualifications did he have to talk about setting up a factory.

After all, he is a person living in the last days. Song Ran has long developed the ability to judge people. This Li Qingyan is not a bad person, but just a bit stupid.

She and Yani walked towards the door with a smile and a smile, and suddenly saw a person standing at the door of her house. After seeing the person clearly, Song Ran opened the corner of her mouth and smiled at the person: "Sister Zhang, why are you here? Yani quickly call Aunt Zhang."

"Aunt Zhang." Yani looked at the woman in front of him and greeted obediently.

Seeing Yani's well-behaved appearance, Zhang Yan couldn't help liking her. She squatted down and touched Yani's head, and said with a smile: "What a good boy, I will bring my boy someday and let him give Yani Be a companion."

Song Ran smiled softly, took out the key to open the door, and said to Zhang Yan: "Sister Zhang, let's go in and talk, and stay for a meal by the way."

Zhang Yan hurriedly refused, and said with a smile: "No, no, I will go back to cook for the children in a while. I came today, and Director Wang called me. He already knew that you were framed by Huang Xiaosan and misunderstood you. Because of what Huang Xiaosan did in the factory, Huang Xiaosan has already been fired, so Director Wang wants you to go back to work."

Song Ran smiled and did not speak.

Seeing that she was silent, Zhang Yan said anxiously: "You won't go back to work, right? If you don't go to work, what will you and your child do? Now the child is still young, but what about in the future?"

Hearing this, Song Ran glanced at Yani who was playing in the living room, "Sister Zhang, to tell you the truth, the textile factory is really not suitable for me, and I don't worry about Yani being at home alone, so I plan to start my own business .”

Seeing that Song Ran couldn't make sense, Zhang Yan sighed helplessly, and said, "All right, if you have any difficulties, you must tell me."

Song Ran nodded, turned around and went to the kitchen to make tea, suddenly looked down at the tea pot in her hand, tea?milk tea!

In 1980, there was no milk tea in Huaguo, and now the market is completely blank.

Thinking of this, Song Ran's eyes lit up, he set the pot on fire, poured in tea leaves after the water boiled, added milk, then added sugar, boiled until the tea color came out, then turned off the fire and filtered out the tea dregs.

Yani smelled the fragrance and swallowed. Seeing her appearance, Song Ran poured a cup of milk tea and handed it to her, "Drink it, it's called milk tea."

"It's delicious, much better than sugar water." Yani took a sip and praised.

Zhang Yan on the other side felt a little strange, Song Ran poured some tea, why hasn't it come out yet, just as she was thinking about it, she saw Song Ran holding a cup of brown things in front of her desk.

"This is for me?"

Song Ran nodded, "Try it, this is called milk tea, I plan to sell this."

Hearing this, Zhang Yan picked up the quilt suspiciously and took a sip. The taste was silky and sweet, "This is like malted milk, no, it tastes much better than malted milk. I think it will work, so I will sell this."

She was talking, and she drank a full cup of milk tea in a short while.

Holding the cup in his hand, Yani saw Aunt Zhang's eyes, and hurriedly protected his milk tea, for fear that Auntie would snatch it away in the next second.

"You make a pot tomorrow, and I'll sell it in the factory. There are so many people in the factory, and two tablespoons cost a dime. Sell it for ten yuan and 20 yuan."

When Song Ran heard this, he couldn't help laughing. Zhang Yan was afraid that Song Ran would think he was joking, so he told him several times, and when Song Ran nodded, he left in peace.

After sending Zhang Yan away, she closed the door and turned around to see De Yani standing behind her.

"Mom, wouldn't you be so lucky without me?"

This silly boy, Song Ran chuckled.

She squatted down and touched Yani's head, and said softly: "Who said that Yani is a gift from heaven to my mother. Only when I have Yani can I feel happy."

"Really? Mom."

Song Ran pinched her face lightly, and said with a smile, "Of course."

This kid is really getting more and more sensible the more he looks at it, and he is so attractive.

The next day, Song Ran made a pot of milk tea. Looking at the full milk tea in front of her, she couldn't help feeling that she didn't have to worry about the ingredients. Fortunately, the space came with her.

Hearing the knock on the door, Song Ran opened the door, and saw Zhang Yan standing at the door with a smile on his face, "Xiao Song, are you ready?"

Song Ran nodded, and moved the milk tea to her bicycle with Zhang Yan. Zhang Yan tied her body back and forth several times, looked at Song Ran with some concern, and said, "Will this milk tea really not spill out?"

"No, don't worry."

She wrapped several layers of plastic wrap inside and outside the pot, just for fear that it would spill out.

Hearing this, Zhang Yan nodded reassuringly, got on her bicycle and drove away.

Seeing that Zhang Yan left, Song Ran was also ready to go upstairs. She was also going to sell milk tea, so she had to prepare the milk tea quickly and leave early.

Song Ran took out the tricycle from the space, put two pots of milk tea into the car, turned around and saw Yani with a surprised face.

Yani blinked in disbelief, "The car! Mom, where did you come from?"

Song Ran patted the seat and motioned Yani to sit up, "I brought it from my mother's hometown."

Yani sat on it, still puzzled. She had been to her mother's hometown, but she had never seen a car, but she was a good child, and she did what her mother said.

Along the way, the two of them attracted a lot of envious eyes. The economy in the 80s was not yet developed, and bicycles were considered a luxury, not to mention the rare tricycle, which was even more of a luxury. .

Song Ran stopped at a residential building. Not far from the location she was looking for was another factory. It was the workers' break time, so workers resting and a group of women sitting and chatting could be seen everywhere.

Seeing a car parked not far away, the workers started to look at it curiously. Some curious people came forward and asked, "Girl, how much is your car? It looks much better than other tricycles."

Song Ran didn't answer, but smiled at the man, took out a small cup, poured a cup of milk tea and handed it to the man, saying, "Brother, have a drink?"

"What is this? It smells weird." The man took the cup, took a sip, and nodded repeatedly, "Not bad, how do you sell it?"

When the people around heard this, they all showed curious eyes. Yani imitated his mother just now, took out a small cup and handed it to those people: "Uncle and aunt, you have a taste, this is called milk tea, two spoons and one dime, bring your own cups and bowl."

Song Ran smiled and rubbed Yani's head. She really deserved to be the woman who almost brought down the male lead's company. She was really smart and witty since she was a child, and she even wrote down her own words verbatim.

"It's delicious, wait until I go back to the factory to get a cup."

"Me too, me too, I'll go home and get the bowl."

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(End of this chapter)