Big Data Cultivation

Feng Jun has not returned home for nearly two years. After the Spring Festival the previous year, he did not return to the county.

However, this time he came back, more beautiful than the previous year, with two cars, Passat and Phaeton.

They were accompanied by classmates Li Xiaobin and Mou Miao, and Liu Xiaoxuan also followed Mu Miao.

Feng Jun's hometown, located at the junction of the two provinces, is a small county called Chaoyang. It belongs to Yunyuan City and has a population of more than 200,000. It has a relatively backward economy and is dominated by agriculture and forestry.

Feng Jun ’s home is in the county. Even if his grandfather ’s generation is an urban hukou, his grandmother had five children and three survived. Feng Jun ’s father Feng Wenhui is the eldest son, and he has a younger brother and a younger sister.

His home is in the old town of Chengguan Town, the street is not too wide, but the former supply and marketing cooperatives, department stores, textile mills, printing plants are here, forty years ago it was a well-deserved downtown in Chaoyang.

But now, it seems a bit gloomy. There are many privately built buildings. The various pipelines on the head are woven densely. The ground is a cross-flow of sewage. The sewage system built 50 years ago can no longer meet the growing city. demand.

Feng Jun ’s house is located in a large courtyard on the roadside. There were originally three bungalows. Because the side of the street was demolished and a small second floor was built, his house was also demolished. The government subsidized a second Facade room on the floor.

In the small county town, making a facade on the second floor really doesn't work, so his store is just a mile away, across the street.

Feng Jun first sent Li Xiaobin to her grandmother's house.

After a long journey all the way, coupled with rain and snow, his car is already dirty, but in such a small county, there is such a car, and it can be done.

Li Xiaotong's uncle came to help move things, and also kindly invited Feng Jun to sit in the house, and his eyes were full of curiosity. It is estimated that his nephew's daughter finally had a home.

However, Feng Jun and Li Xiaotong said in unison that we are just classmates and came back with Chinese New Year, all of them are Chaoyang people.

Then ... there is no more. In her uncle's eyes, although Passat is a good car, among Chaoyang people, there are some people who can afford Passat.

Even more unbearable than her uncle, Feng Junhui, Feng Jun ’s father, did n’t know what the old Feng thought, and thought that his son was driving back a Santana, “Son, you ca n’t spend a little money, this Santana has twenty Ten thousand? "

Feng Jun heard this, his mouth twitched, "Dad, my car is a little more expensive than Santana."

"Ah?" Lao Feng was shocked to hear, "What kind of business are you doing, a generator and a car?"

"It must be a serious business," Feng Jun also did not explain carefully. "For my two degrees, is it not easy to earn some money?"

He had been like this since he was a child. He rarely bothered his family in his studies. He was mischievous outside, and he did things one by one. He did not tell the family if he suffered a loss, so his parents were relatively at ease.

Feng Wenhui gave him a deep look, "Since you can make money, remember to go home, don't be like last year."

It's purely not to mention which pot, but Feng Jun can vaguely feel that the old man can guess that it is not easy, but the child is older, and the parent will protect the dignity of the child.

Feng Wenhui knew that the child drove a car "more expensive than Santana" and instructed him to park the car by the side of the road, and moved two concrete pillars beside the car to prevent others from rubbing.

After doing this, Feng Jun consciously walked into his store and helped his parents sell goods.

The small shop in the county town sells special ink, a pencil must be sold, and half a piece of old pickles can be said to be very fragmented. Many people buy things and have to spare some small things-buy you a pound of peanuts , Don't send a piece of chewing gum?

This is not a big deal. The key is that most of the people who buy things are acquaintances, and many people owe it first.

Of course, there are not many people who maliciously owe their debts. It is okay to owe one or two times. If you owe them for a long time, you will not do your business.

The key is what you owe. You can count less, and definitely not count more. If you count more, the reputation will be broken if someone is found.

This is not to say that it would be very frustrating for the shop to steal chickens. The key is ... you have to keep a clear account of each account, and you have to be careful when calculating, not to be confused.

This is already very tormenting, and when the people finally cancel their accounts in unison, they will again say, "Everything is wiped out."

So, in this line of work, you earn really hard money. For industries with little technical content, how can you make money without hard work?

Now that the year is approaching, the store has entered a lot of firecrackers, couplets, joss sticks, lanterns, balloons, melons, gift boxes and the like, which is even more trivial.

Feng Wenhui and Zhang Junyi did not find it troublesome, but instead happily calculated, "Make some money this year, and work harder a year ago ... If you sell things again, you have to wait for fifteen years later."

Feng Jun originally thought that he had time to find friends to play with, but after two years of absence, the white hair on his father's head increased a lot, the temples were almost all white, and the wrinkles on his face also increased.

So he stayed in the canteen honestly and laid hands on his parents.

Mother Zhang Junyi was considerate of him, "What trouble do you have here, go find a friend to play with, and if you don't move around, the relationship will be divided."

Feng Jun smiled disapprovingly, "This kind of human relationship, rich in the mountains, has distant relatives ... The son will fight on his own."

He didn't come back for two years, and he knew nothing about the prices of various commodities in the kiosk, but it helped to help him over the scale, move things, and greet the guests.

He only stayed here for more than ten minutes, and many people came to say hello, "Are high-quality students back?"

Feng Jun is also famous in this street. He was naughty when he was a kid. After he entered junior high school, he suddenly started to learn. The middle school entrance examination scored the second place in the county first middle school. Admission line scores, admitted to the university.

After going to university, his legend still continues. People in small places don't know what double degree means. Their understanding is that Feng Jun spent four years and finished graduate school.

After that, he didn't return to the county, almost no one felt any accident. The good guys are all in the world, shrinking in this little sunrise, what's the matter?

Imagine, according to his reputation in his hometown, if he is not well-mixed, how come he would come back?

So he drove back a car today, and the old neighborhoods were a bit surprised, but no one felt that this was abnormal. They asked at most what brand and how much the car was.

Feng Jun ca n’t say Phaeton in front of his parents. He can only say vaguely, "A factory with Santana is a little more expensive than Santana."

When he came back, it was more than four o'clock in the afternoon, and he was busy for a while, and the sky was wiped out.

The kiosk was the busiest at this time of the year. Feng Junzheng said he wanted to go to the restaurant to buy some food. He brought it to his parents. A Jetta on the road stopped and a guy in his thirties walked down. Brother Hui is busy? "

Feng Jun knew this guy, whose name was Liu Jiagui. He used to be the deputy director of the county government's office, but now he doesn't know. This person has a distant relationship with his mother.

When he opened his mouth, the scent of alcohol greeted him, and Feng Wenhui glanced at him, "I said two, you are a bar at noon, how much did you drink?"

"Not much," Liu Jiagui waved his hand and said with a grin, "Isn't this the age, ...... Hey, Xiaojun is back?"

Feng Jun smiled and said hello, "Guishu uncle is good."

Liu Jiagui glanced at him and nodded with a smile, "It's a good thing, and it's grown."

He chatted a few words before pulling Feng Wenhui to the side and muttered.

Feng Wenhui's face gradually pulled down, and then he shook his head very simply, "No, two roots, our money is now tight."

Feng Jun heard the words, looked at his mother sideways, handed a look in the past-do you want money? I have it here.

Zhang Junyi had been to Zheng Yang and knew a little about the strength of her son. She gave a wink and shook her head slightly.

Feng Jun is so lazy that he can not borrow money this year, but of course it is better not to borrow money. He mainly considers that Liu Jiagui is not only a distant relative of his mother ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ but also a government official with the ability to repay.

Liu Jiagui was anxious when he heard this, "Brother Hui, isn't this a tight-knit hands? I'm selling your stuff, not borrowing money."

Feng Wenhui pointed to the temporary stand, "You see how much I bought? Where can I buy your things?"

Liu Jiagui glanced at the fireworks and firecrackers, "Then, I can put my things here and sell them on your behalf, is it okay?"

"Gu can't come," Zhang Junyi said aloud this time, and she said coldly, "There are so many shops on the street, you just choose a random one."

"Sister Junyi ..." Liu Jiagui's eyes glared, and he was about to attack. He swept his eyes sharply to Feng Jun, and laughed again. "Oh, forget it, Xiaojun is back today. I know you are busy and I won't bother. . "

As he said, he glanced at the dirty car not far away, "Yo, the Zhengyang brand ... this Passat, was Xiaojun driving back?"

Feng Jun shut up and said nothing. With his parents present, he didn't need to speak.

"It was Xiaojun who came back," Feng Wenhui replied sullenly. "Are you still having trouble with Ergen?"

"Okay, then you are busy," Liu Jiagui turned on the Jetta and left with fire.

Feng Jun looked at his mother strangely when he saw him leave. "What's wrong with Liu Jiagui?"

Zhang Junyi glanced at him and sighed, "This guy is now the director of the Family Planning Commission. The level has been raised, the power has become smaller, and the work has not been adjusted. Even the relatives are pit ..."

After co-authoring Liu Jiagui and leaving the government office, all kinds of secret incomes were reduced, and the gifts he received at home were too much. If he couldn't finish his own home, he would have to sell them for money.

So he asked the Feng's shop to help, but what made Zhang Junyi angry was that he took a batch of high-end gifts to sell last year, and there are actually a lot of fakes in it!

(Updated to summon monthly tickets.)