Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

Chapter 85

Wan Feng taught them how to shout.

"Why is this so embarrassing? You can't open your mouth!" Jiang Jun pretended to be compared and was kicked by Wan Feng.

"Paralyzed, why are you ashamed when you steal things, and you are ashamed to sell popsicles? By the way, if someone asks which school we are students, they will say that we are not students, and we don't study. Do you hear me?"

Seeing everyone's hesitation, Wan Feng added: "Don't take it seriously, tell you whether to eat a big meal or drink northwest wind at noon today is all on your mouth, if you don't shout, it will definitely sell slowly. Stand here first, and I will give you a demonstration first."

When they were talking, they had already arrived at the place where the crowd gathered, Wan Feng asked the four of them to temporarily stand a little far away from the crowd circle, and walked to the crowd by himself.

"Popsicle popsicles! Cool popsicles, two cents a piece, the top of the popsicle entrance is comfortable to the bottom of the forehead and cool to the heels, and it is cooked to relieve heat stroke. If you buy it, it will be sold soon. If it is slow, it may be gone."

There were many climaxes in the arena, and the adults and children who watched the excitement were also watching in full swing. Naturally, they were sweating profusely and their eyes were blackened by the sun.

Wan Feng's voice was like spring breeze turning into rain, nourished by love, and the eyes of men, women, young and old suddenly shot out magnificent light.

While Ma Huan, Xu Bin, Tan Chun, and Jiang Jun were dumbfounded, the fifty popsicles in Wan Feng's wooden box were sold out in the blink of an eye.

This is gone!

Wan Feng came back with an empty box, and said triumphantly, "See? Just sell it like this, and be sure to keep an eye on the popsicles in the box. Don't be kicked out of the white market when you are in a hurry. Don’t lose things if you sell them slowly, do you understand?”

"I understand."

"And don't get into conflict with others. If you have anything to do, come to me. Okay, you guys go, I'll go back and fill the popsicles."

People who have just started to do business have a fear that no one will buy something, and this kind of psychology will especially affect their self-confidence.But as long as the first business is done, the worries in my heart will disappear, and my self-confidence will gradually rise.

After Xu Bin, Tan Chun, and Jiang Jun each completed their first business, everything else will come to fruition.

Ma Huan himself paid for the popsicles at the popsicle factory. Although he hadn't sold anything in the field, it was a shame not to eat a bun for lunch.

Among these few people, Jiang Jun is the one who is at ease. This guy soon found that selling things is a very interesting thing. Selling things and making profits from the price difference between purchases and shipments seems to be more interesting than stealing things. too much.

This guy's enthusiasm was in full swing in an instant, and he quickly sold out the popsicles in his box, and then ran outside the school like a [-]-meter race.

For the rest of the time, people in the arena were competing, and Wan Feng and the others seemed to be competing to see who could sell faster and more.

The weather also takes care of them. Eating a popsicle under the scorching sun is really refreshing, and most people can afford two cents, so almost everyone bought at least one popsicle. In the end, it seemed that there was a comparison. People who haven't eaten popsicles seem embarrassed to say hello to others.

What made Wan Feng speechless was that many people stopped throwing the popsicle away after eating it, but kept it in their hands and placed it in a conspicuous position, as if telling people who saw it, look, I have eaten a popsicle too.

Under this trend, by eleven o'clock at noon, all the popsicles on the 130 car were sold out.

Wan Feng and Hua Wanrong sat in the carriage to settle accounts.

"A total of 810 popsicles, minus [-]% of the popsicles, you should pay us [-] four popsicles."

Hua Wanrong finished the calculation in a hurry.

Wan Feng counted out 18 yuan and [-] cents to Hua Wanrong, and then counted the money in his hand.

These popsicles were sold for a total of 40 yuan and [-] cents, which seemed to be a few cents short.

But Wan Feng didn't care about it anymore. Excluding the eighteen cents for Hua Wanrong, there was exactly 22 yuan left, which was enough for a pretty good meal.

"You guys wait here for a while, it's probably over at noon, I'll call our school's students and teachers."

Wan Feng swished into the arena, and when he ran to the stop of Jiangwei School, it happened to be a break at noon.

As expected by Wan Feng, Xu Ying took the No.1 place in the women's javelin group A for Jiangwei School without any pressure.

People in the square began to leave.

"Teacher! Let's go to eat."

Xue Yongjiu looked at Wan Feng in disbelief, but Wan Feng and Li Yi had already greeted the students to leave.

"Everyone, don't get separated. If you get separated, go to the tractor outside and gather. What? I don't know where the tractor is? Your head is flooded, and you have forgotten where you got off the car."

A group of people climbed onto the tractor after leaving the school.

"Uncle Yang, go to the supply and marketing cooperative restaurant."

Instead of taking a tractor, Wan Feng boarded the 130 truck of the Lanshan Popsicle Factory.

At that time, only the commune supply and marketing cooperative had a restaurant in the seat of the government of the Yongshi Commune, and a tractor and a 130 truck were parked in front of the restaurant.

Although there were people in the restaurant, there were not many people, and it was empty.

When Wan Feng and his group came in, the people in the restaurant seemed to be taken aback.

At that time, there were large tables and small tables in the restaurant. The large table was specially used for gatherings of people. It was very large, and there was no pressure to sit more than ten people at one table.

Wan Feng and the others have sixteen students, two teachers plus four people from Yang Hong and Lan Shan, a total of 23 people must use a big table.

The two big tables were full, one table was full of students, and the other table was people from Lanshan Popsicle Factory plus two teachers, Yang Hongwanfeng and several students.

These students entered the restaurant for the first time in their lives, and they all turned their heads to look around.

The recipe was also called the menu at that time, it was just a piece of paper with the names of the dishes written sparsely on it.

Wan Feng picked up the menu and began to order.

In 1980, the vegan dishes in the restaurant did not cost more than [-] cents, and the dishes with meat generally did not exceed [-] cents. The Warrior Commune was not far from the sea, and most of the seafood was [-] to [-] cents.

It's not like in the later generations, you can order whatever you want, and you can eat whatever you want in restaurants at that time.

Wan Feng quickly ordered more than a dozen dishes, of course he chose those dishes that did not require a ticket.

Tickets are required for tofu in the city, but in the countryside it doesn’t need to be so cumbersome, so spicy tofu, slippery tofu, and stewed tofu are also on the table, and each dish costs only ten cents.

[-] cents for cucumber, [-] cents for stir-fried meat with green peppers, [-] cents for clams mixed with cold dishes, [-] cents for roasted eggplant, [-] cents for fried green skin fish, [-] cents for wind-fried flatfish...

The most expensive dish on the table, sweet and sour pork ribs is [-] cents.

Therefore, a table of more than a dozen dishes costs no more than four yuan per table.

(End of this chapter)