Rebirth of the beloved wife

Chapter 12

In fact, the symptoms are very simple, just a few contacts are loose.Seeing Hao Baiyan's relaxed and steady look, the shop owner and the gentle young man heaved a sigh of relief.

As long as it can be repaired, that's fine.

Hao Baiyan fiddled with it, and then reinstalled the rear case, tightened several screws of the rear case with a screwdriver, installed two AA batteries, and pressed the switch.

"Hello, listeners, this is China Central Radio, and this is..."

Anyway, with sound, there it is!

Both the shop owner and the gentle young man showed joy.Since he has nothing to do with himself, he is leaving.

Although he wants to make money, this person's self-esteem is quite strong.

It's really embarrassing to ask for it yourself.

"Hey, junior, this is your reward."

The store owner first took out three yuan from the dirty money box, but seeing Hao Baiyan's calm expression, he took out another one, making a total of four yuan.

Although Hao Baiyan really wanted to be virtuous, but he really needed the money, and after thanking the shop owner several times, he said goodbye and left.

Seeing that there was no good show, everyone dispersed one after another.The gentle young man was obviously curious about Hao Baiyan, but seeing him walking in a hurry, he didn't seem to want to stop and greet him, so he had no choice but to let Hao Baiyan leave.

Hao Baiyan thought of what he could do. Although it was a small business, it was his first attempt.

Regardless of whether it can be done or not, it can be done after working hard.When he arrived at the supply and marketing cooperative, Hao Baiyan wholesaled all kinds of local books, but he didn't dare to ask for more. One kind only needed five copies.

Holding a small half box of notebooks, Hao Baiyan spent almost all the money on his body, leaving only [-] yuan for himself.Next week, my living expenses will only depend on one yuan and five dollars. If I don't earn money, then I will have to go hungry.Not to mention vegetable buns, even steamed buns with mixed noodles and steamed buns, you can’t get enough of them!
As for those notebooks, it doesn't matter if they can't be sold, just keep them for yourself.

It would be great if it was in summer. In summer, I can still wholesale ice cream and ice cubes to sell.

Looking at the setting sun in the distance, Hao Baiyan thought so.

The days in winter are too short, after a lot of tossing, the sun has already set to the west, and of course, it is getting colder and colder.

Hao Baiyan quickened his pace and went back to school.

However, how to sell this book still needs to think about the strategy. You can't just do business in the school carelessly.

If Lao Yang, the class teacher, finds out, I'm afraid he will be criticized.

After Hao Baiyan returned to the dormitory, Hao Baiyan's hands were already red with cold, and he was unconscious.However, little fat man Ding Lei was the first to come back.

"Hao Baiyan, I have a pot helmet baked by my mother here, do you want to come?"

Hao Baiyan put down the suitcase in his hands, and was washing his hands in half a basin of cold water. After listening to Ding Lei's words, he felt that his stomach was very hungry.He seems to have only eaten a few Zamian steamed buns since morning.

"Okay, let's come together."

Hao Baiyan couldn't care less about being reserved, and said to the little fat man who seemed to be arranging things, but actually paid attention to Hao Baiyan's movements.

The little fat man was a little worried that Hao Boxan would refuse, but after hearing this, the anxiety on his face disappeared.

After Hao Baiyan finished drying the towel, he took a half-inch-thick pot helmet from Ding Lei.

Lard is kneaded here, and it smells very fragrant.It seems that I haven't tasted such a delicious pot helmet for a long time.

Maybe it's because of hunger, maybe it's because of nostalgia, in short, although the palm-sized pot helmet is thick, it is not forbidden to eat.

Soon, only the crumbs in the palm of my hand remained.Hao Baiyan carefully put the crumbs in his mouth, and drank another large glass of warm water, only then did he feel half full.

"Thank you, Ding Lei."

Hao Baiyan thanked him very earnestly, but the little fat man showed obvious disappointment on his face.

In rural towns, being so polite does not mean attitude, not that you are very polite, but alienation.

Hao Baiyan is also a smart person, and he quickly discovered the crux of the matter.So, he stood up, patted the little fat man on the shoulder, and said,

"Brother, I'll treat you to fried noodles tomorrow."

Fried noodles are the face of the cafeteria, and the taste is naturally very good.But everyone is a poor student, even Ding Lei, whose family is not bad, can't eat every day.

Hao Baiyan wanted to treat himself to fried noodles, Ding Lei grinned.

(End of this chapter)