No regrets ninety-two

Chapter 11 The Boy Who Wants to Be the Boss

The next day, Wu Xiaozheng took Wu Changhe with him when he went to the city.

The pickled radish produced by Chef Wu is far more popular than expected, so the family is very motivated and plans to expand the scale, but there are not enough glass jars, so Wu Changhe has to go out to pull more times.

As soon as the grandfather and grandson entered the city, they naturally went to sell pickled radishes first. Today, they filled up the remaining glass jars, and there are more than 140 bottles.

Wu Changhe witnessed with his own eyes what a hot sale is.

As soon as the tricycle stopped, several mistresses surrounded it.

"Chef Xiao Wu, you are indeed here. I have been waiting here early in the morning."

"Chef Xiao Wu, the pickled radish you made is really delicious. My family ate up the two cans I bought yesterday. The neighbors also said it was delicious, and asked me to bring two cans."

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Wu Xiaozheng was a little depressed.

Chef Wu is Chef Wu, why do you have to add a small word in front?
But now that he is 14 years old, he has a 14-year-old mentality, so naturally he doesn't care too much about these trivial things.

Pickled radishes are easy to sell is what he expected.

The pickled radish he made is exquisite.

First of all, he controls the taste slightly, not too salty.Secondly, the acidity of the 24-hour soaking time is also just right, not too sour.Even if it is eaten as a snack, it is not a big problem for one person to eat a bottle.

The most important thing is that those who have tasted it will never forget the sour and crunchy taste.

That's why he dared to increase the amount of production, because he turned this thing into a fast-consumable item.

These masters who have already tasted the taste, this time they bought not one bottle at a time, at least two or three bottles, and there were also three or five bottles, and they chatted with Wu Xiaozheng while buying.

Wu Xiaozheng talked a little bit more today, and he began to point out the correct way to eat his pickled radish.

"In addition to eating it directly, it can also be used to stir-fry meat, beef, pork intestines, chicken giblets... anything can be fried, the taste is absolutely first-class, and it is especially delicious when served with rice."

When he said this, he only took two bottles originally, but immediately took two more bottles.

It is so popular here that those who have never tasted it are also curiously surrounded.

There is no need for Wu Xiaozheng to do publicity at all. If someone asks, those enthusiastic teachers will take the initiative to help him make advertisements.

"The pickled radishes made by Chef Xiao Wu are delicious. I managed to snatch a bottle yesterday, and it was sold out as soon as I got home, so I waited here early this morning."

"Delicious is delicious, but the amount is a little less, only a little every day, and it will be gone if it is too late."

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Once the mistresses said this, the newcomer immediately began to pay, for fear that it would be gone in a while.

This is the case.

There were more than 150 bottles of pickled radishes, and within a few minutes, one-third of them had been removed, and more people were paying for the goods. Even Wu Changhe, who was helping out, was a bit overwhelmed.

In less than 20 minutes, the pickled radishes were all gone, and Wu Changhe was dumbfounded.

He couldn't figure it out, it was also a radish, why his white radish was so difficult to sell, but Wu Xiaozheng's pickled radish was so easy to sell?
He felt a little out of date.

But this is a good thing, the best sellers are still their own radishes, the radishes don't have to rot in the ground, they don't have to worry about money, and they don't have to sell the pigs for the New Year...

Wu Changhe felt very happy, a smile finally appeared on his face that had been clouded for many days.

After buying the pickled radishes, Wu Xiaozheng took Wu Changhe to the glass factory and ordered 1000 glass jars in one go. Now Wu Changhe had to make three or four trips to bring these glass jars home.

As for Wu Xiaozheng himself, he wandered slowly back to Liu Shuigen's shop, and he had to continue earning the salary here for a few more days.

Wu Xiaozheng finally met Liu Shuigen's son, Liu Haibin, a boy about his age.

The comparison of "other people's children" finally paid off.

Liu Haibin has been very depressed these two days.

After finally having a holiday, he went out to play happily for a few days, but when he got home at night, his father, who had never cared about him, started to take care of him.

"I know how to mess around all day long, and I don't see you helping out in the store! Look at Wu Xiaozheng, who is as old as you. Not to mention a top student in No. [-] Middle School. He even knows how to help the family make money during the holidays. The money he makes these days is better than yours. There are still many Lao Tzu, can't you learn from others?"

Liu Haibin felt wronged.

I have been playing for more than ten years, and the old man at home has never taken care of him. As soon as this Wu Xiaozheng came out, I was scolded and almost whipped by the belt.

What kind of god is this Wu Xiaozheng?Liu Haibin decided to meet him.

The so-called meeting is a rule in the "jianghu", which means to touch the other party's bottom, and if possible, clean up the other party by the way.

Xiangshui County is located at the junction of central Hunan and southwestern Hunan. Since ancient times, the folk customs here have been very sturdy, and there has always been a "reputation" for bandits in western Hunan.

In the 80s and 90s, the "Young and Dangerous" culture in the film and television dramas from Hong Kong began to become popular in mainland China. Affected by these film and television dramas, teenagers in the city would hang out together when they had nothing to do, in order to gain a certain reputation and know powerful people. The boss is proud.

Liu Haibin is one of them. Although the powerful boss has not yet arrived, he has the aura of a street gangster.

As soon as Wu Xiaozheng arrived at Liu's shop, when Liu Shuigen was sent to buy vegetables by Wu Xiaozheng again, he was dragged to the side outside the shop by Liu Haibin.

"You are Wu Xiaozheng, you don't look very good!"

Wu Xiaozheng couldn't laugh or cry, he didn't expect that there would be a kid who wanted to clean him up.So he didn't speak, and looked at Liu Haibin playfully, to see what he wanted to do.

Seeing that Wu Xiaozheng didn't answer, Liu Haibin thought he was being cowardly, so he began to teach him a lesson.

"Are you stupid? I don't know how to play during the holidays. Is there a chance to play games? Do you know billiards? Have you seen the video?"

When he said this, Liu Haibin took a step forward, wanting to slap Wu Xiaozheng's face with his hand to show his prestige.

As the saying goes, slapping people is not slapping the face, and the act of slapping the face is definitely a bullying practice, and only dare to do so when one party has a huge advantage.

Wu Xiaozheng naturally didn't want to suffer this humiliation, so he flicked lightly, making Liu Haibin's hand slap empty.

"Hey, you still dare to hide, believe it or not, I will beat you!" Liu Haibin said aggressively.

From Liu Haibin's point of view, if Wu Xiaozheng was sensible, he would reluctantly accept him as his younger brother and take him out for a while.But this kid is obviously not sensible, so he has to clean up.

Wu Xiaozheng smiled.

He could tell that Liu Shuigen's son was running on a road of no return, and he was lost if he was not careful.

Do you want to save Liu Shuigen a little bit for Liu Shuigen's sake?

Wu Xiaozheng fell into the memory of the past again.

(End of this chapter)