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The conditions of Mao Feng's house don't look good either. The house is similar to Hu Mingchen's house. It's an old-fashioned wooden thatched house, and the pillars in the wing are already a bit off. From the outside, his house must be at least twenty years old.

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Mao Feng put two stools under the eaves at the entrance of his main hall, and Hu Mingchen sat with him to enjoy the cool air and chat.

"Mao Feng, you kid said I am the best in the class? Why are you bragging about me in your spare time?"

"Hehe, of course you have the best grades in the class. You see, Huang Xiaoyang and others can't answer many questions, but you can. Besides, if I didn't say that you have the best academic performance, I would be late playing with you. I'll ask you when I get back.

You got scolded." Mao Feng scratched his head and said with a smile.

Whether in rural areas or cities, parents usually have no objection to their children becoming friends and playing with children who have good academic performance. On the contrary, parents often object if their children play with poor students who are naughty and mischievous.

Very big.

"Even so, don't brag. It hasn't been verified by the exam. By the way, I think your mother is not in good health. She seems a little weak and her face is pale." If Hu Mingchen is really only nine years old.

, then he would not have observed these at all.

After all, Hu Mingchen was not a real child. When Mao Feng's mother came out just now, wearing relatively thick clothes, Hu Mingchen was keenly aware of it.

"I don't know the specific situation. My mother is always sick and in poor health. She often takes medicine and can't do heavy work. My grandma said that the root of the disease was left when she gave birth to me." Mao Feng's face darkened.

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No wonder the situation of Mao Feng's family is not good. In rural areas, the lack of a labor force will have a great impact, not to mention that this labor force often needs to spend money to buy medicine. The difficulty of relying on Mao Feng's father to support the family is evident.

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During the chat, Hu Mingchen also learned that Mao Feng’s grandfather passed away, but his grandmother was still alive and well in her sixties and lived with their family. In order to supplement the family income, his grandmother would fry some melon seeds and sell them in front of the school.

Mao Feng is a boy, so he can study at Duge Elementary School down the street, but his sister Mao Yan can only study at Malong Elementary School nearby. Let’s not talk about the teaching conditions. At least Mao Yan can help the family after school.

This kind of preference for boys over girls is very common in Duge Township.

A typical reflection is that in Duge Primary School and Duge Middle School, the proportion of boys is much higher than that of girls.

"Mao Feng, are you saying that when you were studying, your grandma would sell melon seeds in front of the elementary school?" Hu Mingchen was pleasantly surprised when he heard the news.

"Yeah, what's wrong?" Mao Feng couldn't understand what Hu Mingchen was happy about.

"Well, can you tell your grandma that when she sells melon seeds, she also helps me sell cards. I climbed such a big hill to Malong Village just to sell cards."

"You're here to sell cards? I'm not studying today. What cards are you selling?"

"I said you are stupid. I am not selling directly to the students of Malone Primary School. I am looking for the store in front of Malone Primary School. I hope they will sell it for me. I will sell it to them and they will sell it to the students. I don't understand this.

Hu Mingchen almost wanted to give Mao Feng a slap in the face, but when he thought that this was his home, he let it go.

"I understand, I understand. There are two sellers in front of Malone Primary School. Why don't you go to them?"

"You...could I have not found them? Those two families are too harsh, difficult to deal with, and cannot cooperate. No, I just thought of your grandma."

"I'm afraid my grandma won't have money to buy goods."

"She doesn't have to spend money to buy the goods. I give them to her for free. She sells them for five cents a piece. I only charge her three cents. The extra two cents are her money. After the goods are sold, I will

Give me the money. As for you, even if you help her get the goods, after she sells them, you can help her carry them from my place after school. Do you understand what I said?" In order to prevent Mao Feng from being confused,

Hu Mingchen tried his best to explain in detail and simplicity.

"I understand, I understand. But Hu Mingchen, your card sells for five cents a piece. You gave it to my grandma for only three cents a piece. Don't you lose money?" Mao Feng tilted his head and asked incomprehension,

Being able to think of this also reflects his kindness.

"Haha, it's not a loss, but I haven't made much money from her. You and I are friends, so it's okay to let her earn more. I'll tell her later and see if she's willing.

"Hu Mingchen said with a smile.

Hu Mingchen sold it to Chen Dafa for 3.5 cents, but asked Mao Feng's grandmother to sell it for 3 cents. Hu Mingchen did make a profit. If shipping costs are included, it can be said that Hu Mingchen basically made no money. Even if he did, it was only one or two.

Just cents.

Seeing the situation of Mao Feng's family, and the relationship between Mao Feng and himself, Hu Mingchen really wanted to help his family. However, Hu Mingchen was still weak now, and this was the only thing he could do.

"She will definitely be willing, she will definitely be willing. I guarantee this. Don't worry, this matter will be taken care of by me. It will be absolutely no problem." This guy Mao Feng didn't even ask his grandma, so he agreed to it.

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No wonder Mao Feng is so sure, because he saw how popular Hu Mingchen's cards were at the door of Duge Primary School. In one extra day, Hu Mingchen could sell two thousand cards. Malone Elementary School is naturally not as good as Duge Elementary School, but even if

He only sells one or two hundred pieces a day and can still make a few dollars. It is much more cost-effective than his grandma selling melon seeds. Can Mao Feng be unhappy and not vouch for it?

After a while, Mao Feng's mother came back from outside, holding three eggs in her hand.

It was obvious that those three eggs must not have been laid by Maofeng's hens, otherwise they would not have lasted so long. Maybe they would have been borrowed from someone in the village.

"Xiao Feng, please wait a moment. I will cook the food. It will be ready soon." When passing by Hu Mingchen and Mao Feng, Mao Feng's mother smiled at Hu Mingchen and then said to Mao Feng.

"Oh, Mom, Hu Mingchen and I are chatting here, and he is doing business for my grandma."

"Do you want to do business for your grandma?" Mao Feng's mother looked at the two children in confusion and asked.

Before Hu Mingchen could explain, Mao Feng immediately came up with Hu Mingchen's idea.

"Oh, that's good, that's a good relationship, thank you. You're so good to our family, thank you." After listening to Mao Feng's embellished words, his mother smiled happily.

"Ma'am, you don't have to be polite, you don't have to be polite, I didn't do anything, anyone is selling it anyway." Hu Mingchen said quickly and humbly, embarrassed.

Hu Mingchen had lunch at Mao Feng's house, a plate of scrambled eggs, a bowl of sauerkraut, and a bowl of boiled leeks.

Hu Mingchen guessed that if he hadn't been there, the lunch at Mao Feng's house might have only been a bowl of pickled cabbage and a bowl of plain leeks.

The hardships of rural people and their hospitality and simplicity can be clearly seen from these three dishes. As long as there are guests coming to the door, the host will always find ways to bring out the best to entertain. If there are no guests, it will be very casual.

Scrambled eggs are currently Mao Feng’s most popular dish.

Hu Mingchen only used two chopsticks on the plate of scrambled eggs. Instead, he kept giving them to Mao Feng's grandma.

"Xiao Hu, you eat it yourself, eat more." Mao Feng's mother kept saying to Hu Mingchen.

"Ma'am, what I eat, what I eat, your sauerkraut is delicious, I like to eat sauerkraut."

Does Hu Mingchen really like to eat sauerkraut but not eggs? Of course not, it’s just that three eggs are not many, and the sensible Hu Mingchen can’t eat them.

"Mom, I like eggs." Mao Feng said and stretched out his chopsticks.

"You like to eat, why don't you like to eat? You are just not as sensible as Xiao Hu." Mao Feng's mother glared at him and said.

How could Mao Feng's mother not see Hu Mingchen's intentions? Before, she might not have believed that Hu Mingchen would tell her son that he was so good, but now she really believed it. There is no reason why a child with a kind heart and a clear understanding of fire should not be good.

, in comparison, she will feel that Mao Feng is far behind.

"Mao Feng, Mao Feng is doing very well now. He is more serious in class than before and helps me a lot. A few days ago, he came back late from school just because he helped me." Hu Mingchen looked at it.

Look at Mao Feng's cute and pitiful appearance as he helped him.

"It's okay, it's okay, Xiaofeng is with you, we adults can rest assured."

After eating, Hu Mingchen took out fifty cards from his schoolbag and gave them to Mao Feng's grandma.

"I only brought this much today. When I go to school tomorrow, I will ask Mao Feng to carry another 200 sheets. I will tell Mao Feng when they are almost sold out."

"Is there really a little kid willing to buy this little card?" Mao Feng's grandma took the cards and looked at them.

"Grandma, what does it mean to be really good? Many people will buy it. As long as they have a little money, they will buy it. Hu Mingchen can sell one or two thousand pieces a day in our school and earn dozens of dollars.

Grandma, from now on, I will be responsible for getting the goods, and you will be responsible for selling them. This can be considered a thing that the two of us do together." Mao Feng proudly helped Hu Mingchen and said.

"Wow, you make dozens of dollars a day, so much, you are really capable."

"So, grandma, you have to sell well. Hu Mingchen earns dozens of yuan a day, and you can also earn a few yuan a day. When the time comes, you can just give me two cents as errand fees." Mao Feng was so enthusiastic,

It turns out that he also has his own interests involved.

Mao Feng's grandma laughed so hard: "Haha, if I really make a few dollars a day, Xiaofeng, grandma will definitely give you two cents a day, and you will also let me eat my melon seeds."

Hu Mingchen didn't dare to guarantee how much Mao Feng's grandma could sell and how much money he could make a day. The only thing he could do now was to lower the price to them and give them more profit margins.

After negotiating with Mao Feng's grandmother, Hu Mingchen left. He had been delayed for a long time and had to go to Yakou Village to discuss cooperation there.