I became the richest man in the world after losing my life in a vegetative state

Yang Ming and others continued to walk forward.

"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding!"

The bells of bicycles ring on the street from time to time, making the lively streets even more popular.

"Selling popsicles!"

. . .

Yang Ming had already seen a man in his twenties, wearing a red vest, a short-sleeved 'Que Liang' shirt, gray bell-bottom pants, and a pair of Jiefang shoes.

The young man was riding a bicycle with 28 bars and a popsicle box behind it.

In addition to the two red letters that read "popsicle" on it, there was some cloth covering it.

This July day is the hottest weather of the year in Yangcheng, with the highest temperature even reaching 378 degrees Celsius. In this case, it is really good to have a popsicle to enjoy it.

Azhu and Zhong Chuhong were really curious about what the young man was selling.

"Master, what is he shouting about?"

"Selling popsicles."

Popsicle?

Azhu and Zhong Chuhong are really curious.

When it comes to ice cream, they still know.

But what exactly is this popsicle?

"I'm selling popsicles."

the young man shouted again.

Seeing that no one was selling, Yang Ming hurriedly called to stop as he was about to leave on his bicycle.

When he saw that the boss was about to stop, Chen Zhenhua had already stopped him.

Seeing this group of people dressed like rich people, the young man hurriedly pushed his bicycle to Yang Ming and said, "Boss, do you want to buy popsicles?"

"How much? Let me see."

Yang Ming grew up in the north in his previous life.

In this era, or even in the 1980s, he really had never encountered this kind of popsicle to solve the hot summer days.

But, he had seen it in books and on TV.

"There are white popsicles and yellow popsicles, both cost 1 cent each."

1 cent a stick?

What is this concept?

Neither Azhu nor Zhong Chuhong could react.

Nowadays, when buying things in China, there are indeed 1 cent and 2 cent banknotes and coins, so that a 10-yuan unit is already a very large banknote.

Yang Ming had heard before that those popsicle factories were not clean and used tap water to produce the popsicles. Many people might have stomach discomfort after eating them.

Yang Ming and others had just come from Xiangjiang, and they were afraid they might have a stomachache after eating.

"Are these popsicles clean?" Yang Ming asked.

"It's clean. We produce it from the Wuyang brand ice cream factory, which is also the People's Food Factory. It's very clean. Our employees buy it for themselves."

Seeing that Yang Ming was worried about being unclean, the young man hurriedly explained.

"It's too hot, you all have a taste."

Since it was produced by a large factory, Yang Ming was relieved.

Chen Zhenhua and others each received a popsicle.

White popsicles have no added color, while yellow popsicles have added color. However, the main raw material of popsicles is tap water.

In this hot weather, each of them took a popsicle and took a bite, which was really comfortable.

Although it only costs 1 cent a piece, it is really good. Even Mr. Shen and Secretary Zhang ordered one.

"Anything else?"

"Yes, we also have red bean and mung bean popsicles here, which cost 2 cents each, and a pineapple-flavored popsicle, which also costs 2 cents."

Yang Ming was also a little curious about red bean batches and mung bean batch popsicles.

When the other party took it out and looked at it, Yang Ming found that it was actually popsicles with red beans or mung beans, or pineapple flavor. They should obviously be more delicious than those popsicles.

"Master, I want a red bean slice."

"I want a green bean slice."

Azhu and Zhong Chuhong said respectively.

"You guys take it."

There are thirty people here in Yang Ming.

Originally, this popsicle box could contain forty or fifty popsicles at most, but now about thirty popsicles were sold at once.

There isn't much left.

The young man smiled and took the money Lin Xiuzhi gave him.

Calculated, it’s only a few cents.

However, for young men, this can earn one or two cents, which is really good.

At the end of the day, there is more than one sale.

Especially in the summer when business is good, sales will be many times a day, so if you make a net profit of one yuan a day, it is considered good to earn 30 yuan a month. It is not lower than the monthly salary of those large state-owned enterprises that are iron rice bowls.

The most important thing is freedom of movement.

When the young man thanked Yang Ming and others, he rode his 28-bar bicycle forward and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

"Mr. Yang, don't you want to eat it? These popsicles are very antipyretic."

Mr. Shen came over and said.

This popsicle is available in the north and even in Yanjing. Especially in the hot summer, it is very refreshing for many people.

Yang Ming didn't want to eat, he just wanted to experience the life of this era.

Yang Ming was actually very optimistic about the young man just now.

It was only 1979, and when many people were still yearning for the iron rice bowl of eating from the government, this young man was already selling popsicles himself.

Of course this is not something ordinary people would dare to do.

Don't think that a popsicle only costs 1 cent. However, if you get the goods from the factory, you can get them for 0.5 cents or even less. You can make money every time you come back.

"Mr. Shen, I don't want to eat, I just have to take a look."

Obviously, when he came to Yangcheng this time and suddenly saw a young man selling popsicles, Yang Ming was very happy.

No wonder, Yangcheng was later called one of the earliest and most open cities. If it weren't for the emergence of special zones like Pengcheng, it would be difficult for other places to compare with the business atmosphere here.

Because, at this time, in other places, if you dare to buy or sell things privately, you will definitely be hit, and even be regarded as speculation and sent to jail.

This kind of free business style in Yangcheng is what Yang Ming wants.

Yang Ming and Mr. Shen continued to go forward.

Along the way, I looked at street signs with great history. Next to the street signs were some old houses that also looked very old.

These old houses may be demolished in the future.

Under the old house, Yang Ming saw several women ranging in age from 30 to 40 to 40 or 50 years old, setting out vegetables.

Yes, these aunties are selling vegetables.

Yang Ming remembered that to buy and sell things in China now, you need to go to a supply and marketing cooperative, or even a department store, or a state-owned vegetable stall to buy. These are all owned by the state. Buying and selling things requires not only money, but also tickets.

For example, you need food stamps to buy rice, meat stamps to buy pork, cloth stamps to buy cloth, oil stamps to buy oil, etc. Anyway, buying and selling daily necessities, even electrical products, etc., requires not only money, but also tickets.

Now on this street, there are actually people setting up stalls and selling vegetables openly. The most important thing is that no one is paying attention.

Is there any adult management in this era?

It really hasn’t appeared yet.

It first appeared in history in 1980.

There were other people without Cheng Guan, but no one paid attention to them setting up a street stall to sell vegetables.

Yang Ming seemed very interested and hurried to the aunt selling vegetables in front.

Yang Ming came over wearing sunglasses. When these aunties saw Yang Ming and others, they asked: "Pretty boy, do you want to buy vegetables? This is the vegetables we grow at home, so fresh."

Yang Ming found that there were winter melon, peppers, spinach, cucumbers, and some vegetables that Yang Ming couldn't identify.

"Auntie, can you set up a stall here?"

"Publish it? Why not display it? We have grown it ourselves and sold it since last year."

In fact, the earliest time should be the end of 1977, when the country began to relax, some scattered stalls were set up in Yangcheng. In 1978, more street stalls were set up here, and now in the second half of 1979, there are even more street stalls.

It's just that others didn't see it and were curious.

In the past, you had to go to state-owned vegetable and meat stalls to buy it, but now there are people selling it on the streets outside.

Naturally, other consumers will buy it.

The most important thing is that the service attitude of those state-owned enterprises is not good and you can't choose. It is different here. You can choose at will and the price can still be negotiated.

There is no way to negotiate with the state-owned companies, so we can pay as much as we need.

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