The school beauty and I set up a stall to earn money to support the twins

Chapter 12: The scumbag sets up a stall, and the iron tree blossoms!
Zhou Jianxiong was even more excited and jumped up and down, constantly asking Yang Fan when it would be cooked and when it would be ready to drink.

Yang Fan could only say over and over again:

"Come on, come on."

A few more minutes passed, and it wasn't until the time was up that Yang Fan opened the pressure cooker.

"Gudong."

"Gudong."

There was bubbles in the pot.

Wu Dazhuang and Zhou Jianxiong swallowed their throats and wanted to put their mouths on the pressure cooker.

Yang Fan quickly brought the spoon over and scooped a bowl of big tonic soup for them first, so as not to make them hungry to death.

Then, the two men were holding soup, and they ate as if they hadn't eaten in more than ten years.

Hum hum hum.

For those who didn’t know, they thought Yang Fan was feeding pigs.

The two of them really thought it tasted good, and they didn't care about how they tasted it. They picked up the bowl and drank the soup in big mouthfuls.

Even the leftover soup base was licked clean by the two of them.

"good to eat!"

“It’s really delicious! It’s better than what the chefs in five-star hotels make!”

Wu Dazhuang and Zhou Jianxiong both gave the highest praise.

After drinking one bowl, they were not full yet, so they held the bowls and clamored for another bowl.

Seeing that it was still early, Yang Fan scooped out a few more bowls for them both.

Hum hum hum.

The two of them had a delicious meal.

Gobble it up, not to mention how delicious it is.

You know, Wu Dazhuang usually puts on a stinky face every time he eats in the school cafeteria, shouting "No dogs will eat it."

But now, when drinking Dabu Decoction, Wu Dazhuang still has a little bit of the posture of a rich man. He is completely like a hungry beggar, eating vigorously and eating neatly.

It wasn't over until they had eaten seven or eight bowls in total.

It's not that they don't want to eat, it's mainly because their stomachs are too full and they can't eat anymore.

If it weren't for their overly full stomachs, the two of them could have continued drinking.

After eating, the two men hiccupped and continued chatting.

"Yang Fan, we both really didn't expect that Su Qingyan would change so much after you got her pregnant."

"It's completely unexpected! Not only has your cooking skills improved greatly, but you are also willing to give up your entire peach blossom forest, put down your dignity, and set up a stall. I really didn't expect it."

Wu Dazhuang and Zhou Jianxiong really admired Yang Fan.

Ask yourself.

Even the two of them definitely don't have the courage like Yang Fan.

He asked his girlfriend to keep the child, and in order to earn money for milk powder for the child, he even stopped playing games and women stopped playing. After class, he went out to set up a stall and do business.

This perseverance is so admirable.

Before, Wu Dazhuang and Bai Yiyi, like everyone else, thought Yang Fan was a scumbag and an irresponsible playboy.

But now, seeing that Yang Fan has taken the first step down-to-earth and has completely transformed into a very caring and responsible father, the two of them are really convinced.

Yang Fan, on the other hand, smiled slightly and said: "In the future, you will also meet a beautiful girl who is very protective of you, and she will be pregnant with your child, and you will become like me."

"Ugh."

Wu Dazhuang and Zhou Jianxiong were completely heartbroken when they heard this.

"We are not as lucky as you."

"Su Qingyan is a well-known school beauty in our school. Even if others cry and beg, they can't catch up with her. How can they be better than you? You can even get her pregnant..." As they said this, both of them felt that It's so sad.

In terms of popularity with women, the two of them are really inferior to Yang Fan.

……

The three of them just chatted and continued to make the tonic soup.

By the time it was past six o'clock in the evening, all the preparations were finally done.

I also made three large pots of Dabu Soup and prepared to go downstairs and set up a stall in the snack street.

Dengdengdeng.

The three people moved things back and forth, and soon moved all the ingredients, pots, bowls, tables and chairs onto the tricycle.

The tables and chairs are all the latest ones that can be folded. Otherwise, the tricycle would not fit at all.

As for the bowls and chopsticks, they are all of the highest quality, cleanest and sterilized.

If nothing else, let’s just say that this level of cleanliness is definitely far ahead in the snack industry.

However, the location where Yang Fan set up his stall was not particularly good.

Because there is a university across the street from the snack street, every time at night, there are a lot of college students in the snack street, and the business is also very prosperous.

No matter what kind of snacks you sell, as long as they are not particularly unpalatable, you can basically make money.

In addition, the stall fee is only 1,000 yuan a month, which is not particularly expensive.

This has resulted in a large number of vendors setting up stalls on the snack street, and the good spots at the intersection have been occupied by others for many years.

Even if Yang Fan paid a thousand yuan for the stall fee, he could only be assigned to the innermost and cheapest stall.

After the three people were busy riding the tricycle to the innermost stall, Wu Dazhuang saw that it was in a remote location and immediately began to dislike it: "Isn't this location too remote? Even at the busiest time at night, there isn't much. People are willing to come here.”

Zhou Jianxiong also said: "This location is really not very good, Yang Fan, how about the two of us raise some money for you and let's get along? Can we move your stall to the intersection?"

These two good buddies really thought about Yang Fan and were afraid that Yang Fan would not be in a good position and would have no customers.

Yang Fan didn't care. He waved his hand and said: "The aroma of wine does not matter if the alley is deep. As long as the Dabu soup tastes good, I believe that it will be famous in a few days. Even if the location is not good, it can attract many customers."

"Ugh."

"Lier is such a Lier, but the problem is, you have just opened your business, how can anyone know that the food you make here is good..."

The two good brothers still felt a little pity for Yang Fan.

So, the two people discussed it and quickly came up with a solution.

In the school group, help Yang Fan promote!
College students these days have basically joined class groups, school groups, and some have even joined various school confession groups, second-hand product trading groups, and other messy groups.

As a well-known rich man in the school, Wu Dazhuang naturally joined a lot of groups. Most of them were forced by others and he had not even seen them in three years of college.

But now, Wu Dazhuang suddenly felt that these groups were useful.

It can be used to advertise Yang Fan.

Therefore, Wu Dazhuang took Zhou Jianxiong together and began to advertise Yang Fan crazily in various class groups, school groups, second-hand trading groups, and confession groups.

"Students, Yang Fan, the handsome guy from our literature department, has set up a stall at stall 156 at the end of the snack street, specializing in selling Dabu soup. It's very delicious."

"Students who are interested can come and try it. On the first day of opening, we will give you a 50% discount."

"And we can guarantee that it will definitely taste delicious! If you don't think it tastes good, you can get your money back on the spot!"

The advertisement Wu Dazhuang placed for Yang Fan was still very useful.

Especially when advertising, Yang Fan's name was specifically mentioned.

Who is Yang Fan?

Yang Fan was a student in the literature department, and he was known as a playboy in the school. He was so rich that he had to be fed by rich women.

Not to mention the literature department, in the entire school, except for the freshmen and sophomores to seniors, there is no one who doesn't know him.

(End of this chapter)