Rebirth 1992: Beaten by the uncle at the beginning

After being reborn, he holds a handful of good cards in his hand, and if he plays any one, he will be a king.

This is an era when pigs can fly as long as they stand in front of the wind. There is no reason why he should not succeed.

It was just how to play the first card that gave him some trouble.

Because any card requires start-up capital.

And he didn't have a dime in his hand.

As the saying goes, a penny beats a hero.

How does he make his first pot of gold?

In 1992, many capital masters in the business world of later generations were born.

For example, the current giant Shi has a net worth of hundreds of millions and is building buildings ambitiously.

Zonghaha even opened branches across the country to produce and sell its nutritional solutions, establishing its status as a giant in the beverage industry.

Later generations of Hu Haifeng at least had some interactions with these people, because he worked hard and became an entrepreneur after the death of his wife and daughter.

But now, he is worried about how to earn dozens of dollars in medical expenses.

"It's a bit difficult to be a white wolf with nothing."

Several ideas of making money flashed through his mind, but in the end they were all rejected by Hu Haifeng.

Because after much thought, he needed start-up capital.

Cuckoo!

At this time, his stomach also protested. He had been gambling all night last night and didn't eat a bite of food.

It's already around nine o'clock in the morning, so it's strange that I'm not hungry.

Where are we going to find something to eat? It’s hard to think about it when we’re hungry, let alone making money.

etc!

Suddenly, Hu Haifeng had an idea and found a way to make money.

He did it as soon as he thought of it. He endured his hunger and quickly ran towards the house he rented.

When he opened the door, Hu Haifeng was stunned and couldn't help but slap himself again.

The house can no longer be described as bare-walled. I am afraid that if a thief comes, I will shed tears.

There was nothing else in the empty room except an old bed, an old table, and two stools.

But now was not the time to blame himself. He hurried to the cooking area and rummaged through the cabinets and found a bag of golden peas.

It weighs almost five kilograms. His parents brought this to Shanshan when they came to see him last time. They said it was given to him by an old comrade and was given to his eldest granddaughter to fry as a snack.

However, Zhou Shuya didn't know how to do it, so she kept it.

Just in time to use it now.

If you want to make money today, you have to rely on it.

Picking up the golden peas, Hu Haifeng walked towards the nearest mill.

Mills are rarely seen in cities in later generations, but in the 1990s, they were still everywhere because the demand was high.

Many families need to grind corn, wheat and the like into flour.

"It's really rare that you, Mr. Hu, come to the mill?" Mr. Liu, who runs the mill, is their neighbor.

I also know the situation of their family.

In the past, Hu Haifeng didn't care about grinding noodles. Zhou Shuya was responsible for it alone. Uncle Liu thought she was pitiful and never took money. He also asked Hu Haifeng several times to treat his wife well and stop gambling, but she was always regarded as a

Wind in ears.

"Uncle Liu, I have woken up and will never gamble again."

Hu Haifeng knew that Uncle Liu really felt sorry for Zhou Shuya and treated him politely as an elder.

Uncle Liu glanced at him in surprise, but did not express his opinion, obviously not believing what he said.

Hu Haifeng also knows that there is still a long way to go before he can change people's perception of himself.

"What do you want to grind? Bring it over and I'll grind it for you."

Although Uncle Liu didn't want to pay much attention to him, he didn't make things difficult for him.

"Here are five pounds of peas, all ground into powder."

Hu Haifeng quickly handed the five kilograms of peas to Uncle Liu.

"Grind peas into powder? You don't plan to give this to your wife and children, do you? You are too..."

Uncle Liu said that he hated that iron cannot become steel.

"No, I am..."

But before he finished speaking, Uncle Liu didn't bother to pay attention to him, and took the peas to the machine to grind them into powder.

"I'll give you the pea flour, and I'll give you five pounds of wheat flour. I really don't know how to say good things to you. I feel sorry for that little girl Shanshan, why do you have to deal with a dad like you?"

After throwing the two bags of flour to Hu Haifeng, Uncle Liu turned around and continued working. As for the money for grinding flour, he didn't even mention it.

Hu Haifeng's eyes lit up when he saw Uncle Liu's back, and he secretly wrote down this kindness, hoping to repay him generously in the future.

Time was running out, so he hurried back home and began to boil hot water and stir. After the water boiled, he poured the golden pea powder into it and stirred it in one direction.

This process could not stop for a moment, and it was not until he was sweating profusely that he finally got enough heat.

He then poured the mixture into a large pot and let it cool.

Smelling the unique aroma, a smile appeared on his face.

What he wanted to make was Yangcheng jelly, a snack that was very famous in later generations. He was lucky enough to eat it once, and it tasted so good that just by smelling it, his throat flowed out.

So he asked the master how to do it. Of course, what he is doing now is a simple version, after all, the guy is not perfect.

But so far it seems the taste is not much different.

Of course, the key to the delicious jelly is the seasoning, but unfortunately, the only seasonings at home are onion, garlic, soy sauce and MSG.

There is no chili oil, pepper oil, sesame oil, peanut oil, etc.

But now that he has no money, he can only sell it.

That's right, the way he thought of making money was to sell snacks. Since the old man's southern tour, the economy has been completely liberalized.

There are people doing business everywhere, and more and more people are setting up stalls.

And the first start-up capital he earns will start from setting up a stall.

After preparing the minced garlic and onion, he took a few bowls, a chopping board, and a pot of jelly at home and went out.

Fortunately, there was a dilapidated tricycle at home, which Zhou Shuya used to carry food when she went out to buy groceries, and Hu Haifeng happened to use it.

Pushing the tricycle, Hu Haifeng arrived at the entrance of Pingshan No. 1 Middle School. Of course, the most crowded place at this time was the school entrance.

It happened to be lunch time, and it was the dog days of summer, so the students were hungry and hot. A bowl of cold jelly would definitely be enough.

He quickly parked the tricycle, put the chopping board on it to use as a table, made a few bowls of jelly, and mixed the ingredients. As soon as the preparations were completed, a group of students came out of the school over there.

"Take a look, take a look. The jelly is refreshing and relieving the heat. It's delicious and not expensive. It's only 50 cents a bowl. If it's not delicious, it's free."

Hu Haifeng immediately started shouting.

This naturally attracted the attention of the group of students.

Compared with the marketing methods of this era, Hu Haifeng is much smarter.

A few short shouts were full of thoughtfulness. It was refreshing and refreshing, delicious and inexpensive, and it immediately defined his jelly.

The price is clearly marked, so no one will be cheated.

As for the fact that it doesn't taste good and doesn't cost money, this makes students put aside their last scruples to taste his jelly.

In fact, as long as they taste it, there are very few people who won't give you money.

Besides, he has absolute confidence in Yangcheng Liangfen.

Sure enough, his food stall was suddenly surrounded by students.

Everyone is full of curiosity about jelly. They have liangpi here, but jelly is rare. Information is not developed these days, and many famous snacks have not spread all over the country.

One student boldly asked: "Uncle, I have never seen this jelly before. Is it really delicious?"