Reborn In the 1990s

"Add another bean curd." Fang Ruixue licked her mouth and said that she preferred to drink bean curd brain than soybean milk.

"OK, it's up to Xiao Xue." Li Lanfang sprinkled a handful of scallion into the pot and said happily.

"Yes." All of a sudden, Fang Ruixue straightened her back and looked around, "where's sister Xiaoyun? Why didn't you see her? "

"Sister Xiaoyun is now studying in the tailor's shop in town. She won't come back until the shop is closed in the evening." Li Lanfang said, filling the pot with talent.

Fang Ruixue peels beans.

After she graduated from junior high school, she didn't go to the tailor's shop. But did not learn two years to follow people to work in the south, heard that is to enter the clothing factory, every month package food package, can also get thousands of yuan of wages. Later, she was arranged to marry by her family. Fang Ruixue did not know who she married. After that, she never saw Huang Xiaoyun again.

In this life, will Huang Xiaoyun also go forward along the track of his former fate? Fang Ruixue thought in a trance.

After more than half a month's preparation, Li Lanfang and Li Deying's breakfast stand was finally successfully opened. They chose the first day of business on the weekend, which was specially requested by Fang Ruixue. Although it is obvious that this stall has nothing to do with her, in fact, she has also contributed money into shares.

When Li Lanfang went to talk with Li Deying, she said that she occupied the majority of the shares, while Li Deying was the small one. In fact, Li Lanfang, Li Deying and Fang Ruixue each accounted for one third. However, because it was Li Lanfang and Li Deying who actually operated and operated the stall, she only paid for it and an idea. So Fang Ruixue and Li Lanfang agreed that she only had two floors of income, and the rest was shared equally by Li Lanfang and Li Deying.

The weather on the opening day was very good, with clear sky and cloudless sky. Li Lanfang and Li Deying wear the same sleeves and aprons, and their hair is also pulled up and combed clean and smooth. Fang Ruixue originally planned to let them wear masks, but Li Lanfang said that there was no one in the street to do this, and they didn't need to do this kind of special, so she gave up wearing masks. But for food, the most important thing is hygiene. Even if we don't do it now, we have to do it in the future. Therefore, Fang Ruixue added the mask to his plan.

The cards standing on the edge of the stall were written by Fang Ruixue himself. They were white porridge, soybean milk and bean curd. Although the handwriting is not correct enough, it is enough for a breakfast stand to be clear.

Looking at the sign she wrote, Fang Ruixue covered her face and only felt ashamed, because her hand of chicken gouge characters. It's really out of the question. But Li Lanfang and Li Lanfang felt very good because the business of the snack stand was better than they expected.

In the early morning, the tailor's shop was still open, but Huang Xiaoyun got up early to help Li Lanfang. She was responsible for adding sugar, salted vegetables and packing. Fang Ruixue was only responsible for collecting and changing money.

Their stalls are not conspicuous. They are almost at the end of the street, but some students who live on the street recognize Fang Ruixue.

"Fang Ruixue, is this your stall?" A fat girl came to ask with a bag of fried dough sticks and pig oil cakes.

"No. It's my grandmother's Fang Ruixue replied with a smile, "do you want to buy some? It's better to eat fried dough sticks with soybean milk. It's greasy to eat pig oil cake alone. It's just time to clean your mouth with a bowl of porridge and pickled vegetables

"Well Give me two cups of soybean milk and a bowl of bean curd She can cook porridge in her own house, so she doesn't have to buy it outside.

"Good, two cups of soymilk and one bowl of bean curd. It's one and five. "

Because of the first day of business, Li Lanfang didn't dare to prepare too many things. The porridge was only cooked in one pot, and the soya milk and bean curd bean curd were also in each bucket. However, in the three and a half hours from five thirty to nine o'clock, all the things she prepared were sold clean and there was no left.

This can not help but let Li Lanfang and Li Deying be overjoyed. When they push the car home, they are all walking fast. Along the way, the two men were discussing how much to prepare for tomorrow, as if they had foreseen their bright future. On the contrary, Fang Ruixue's face is calm, but her calm is only on the surface. The heart is also ups and downs.

However, she noticed that the breakfast stalls with good business in the street closed on time after eight o'clock. Because after eight o'clock, the breakfast rush hour is over, and there are only a few casual customers left. They don't need to waste more than an hour for these casual customers. They might as well go home early to do farm work.

What does that mean? This shows that they have made enough in the first two hours! What's more, they sell pasta, which is much more expensive than porridge and soya bean milk. It costs one yuan for a big pancake! One must eat at least two to be full! What's more, Fang Ruixue found that this morning, there was always a line in front of the stall selling pig oil cake, which showed how good the boss's business was!

Fang Ruixue also considered whether to sell staple food before. However, she finally chose to sell drinks. On the one hand, considering that there is no such business on the street, there must be business; on the other hand, she is worried that if she sells staple food, it will rob the business of other stalls, which may lead to dissatisfaction from other stall owners.The other stalls are all "old people" in this street. For example, the pig oil pie seller has set up a stall in the town for at least three years. Fang Ruixue's stall is a real "new man" without any background. She can't offend the "old slickers" in this street when she comes.

Back home, Li Lanfang can't wait to pour the money box on the dining table. "Hula" is almost all small pieces of money. On the table, a small bag is piled up, and several bronze coins are left. "Jingling clang" jumps to the bottom of the table.

"How much is it?" Li Deying looked at the money on a table and couldn't believe it was earned in one morning.

Li Lanfang carefully sorted the banknotes according to their denominations, while the coins were pulled aside. The more he counted them, the more excited he became: "105 yuan! It's 105 yuan! "

Even Fang Ruixue was shocked. Could a cup of fifty cents a bowl sell for 100 yuan in the morning? This is the first day!

Li Deying is even more unbelievable. For fear that Li Lanfang made a mistake in counting himself, he went to count it again, and his expression became more and more dull: " How How could there be so many? "

"Sister Ying, we must continue this business!" Li Lanfang looked at the pile of money and said to Li Deying with a red face.

"Well! It's up to you! " Li Deying rubbed her hands helplessly. Of the 105 yuan, 35 yuan belonged to her. As long as she can earn money, Li Lanfang will do what she says, and everything will be in line with her.

Fang Ruixue and Li Lanfang secretly exchanged a look. They lowered their heads at the same time and laughed silently.