Reborn, I am a trendsetter

The income from going to the morning market is getting lower and lower, while the income from a stable customer base in the store is increasing.

It was getting cold too. I stood outside for several hours and my whole body was frozen.

Those traders no longer targeted Wei Tao and her son, thinking that their normal sales every day was a sign of acceptance.

What really made Zhou Xinglian make up her mind were the old customers on this street called 'Anshun Street'.

Not everyone will get up early to go to the morning market. The 'fresh time' is here. I learned that they buy fresh fruits and vegetables every day. Some residents are willing to buy some fresh food here when they get up in the morning. As soon as Zhou Xinglian comes out of the morning market, there will be eight people here.

She didn't open the door until midnight. After some regular customers complained to her, she finally followed her son's advice and stopped going to the morning market.

Wei Tao added some other colors to his mother's early morning sales.

He contacted a tofu shop, and since he didn't go out to the morning market, Wei Tao had plenty of time to purchase goods in the morning. He went back to buy some tofu according to demand, and there were also people who came to sell them in the streets early in the morning. Their family didn't have to worry about selling.

I don’t expect this thing to make much money, it’s just a convenience for the neighborhood.

There is no such thing as soy milk. There is a breakfast stall at the intersection of the main street every morning.

Even though it is a breakfast stall like the morning market, not everyone can do soy milk, fried dough sticks, tofu curd and the like. You must have connections and connections to be allowed to set up a stall here, otherwise the management department would have given it to you a long time ago.

drive away.

Over at the morning market, it wasn't until Zhou Xinglian and Wei Tao and their son stopped going that news came out that they had opened a shop and the business was pretty good.

Are you opening a shop? Not renting a stall at the farmer’s hall?

Everyone thinks they heard it wrong. A vegetable seller rents a store. Isn’t this an act of pretending to be rich?

Zhou Xinglian kindly mentioned it to Sister Liu, who introduced her to the industry, and brought her over to have a look, hoping that she could find a place to open such a store and make more money than selling vegetables in the cold wind and freezing weather outside.

.As a result, the other party showed no interest, and still used low cost to "guarantee harvest despite drought and flood" in the morning market, which was close to zero cost.

Wei Tao discovered some colleagues in the morning market and sneaked over to check. He knew it was useless to care. How did they know about his mother and son opening a shop here? He didn't bother to delve into it.

It’s a big cake like Guoshu Supermarket. It’s good to have a small bite of it. I’m mentally prepared for it.

It doesn't have much technical content and is easy to be imitated. At most, it's attitude and integrity that affect the level of income. If you really want to open a fruit and vegetable supermarket, especially in winter, it will definitely make money. This is along with economic development.

After per capita income increases, anyone with a little capital can imitate the inevitable products of the market.

The only thing that can lead is the brand effect, the integrity effect, and the high quality of the goods.

Telephone orders are delivered to your door, and today's specials are available every day. These are all ways he is trying to deepen the impact of 'Fresh Times' on the lives of nearby residents as much as possible, so that whenever they need vegetables and fruits, their first reaction is to go to 'Fresh Times'

, too lazy to move, I'll make a call.

The service of ordering by phone and delivering it to your door has a huge reputation. At first, no one believed it, and they didn’t think it was reliable to buy things this way. After a few orders were made, word of mouth soon spread. Xiao Zhou and her family

My child is trustworthy. If you call and ask for two kilograms of potatoes, two kilograms of apples, and one kilogram of green onions, it doesn’t matter what they are. They must be good, and they don’t cost a penny. They will be delivered to your door for free. Some residents

Those on the fifth and sixth floors will be embarrassed and polite, but they will also call more times to place orders.

When the snow falls, business will be better.

Who wants to buy groceries outside in the cold and have to slowly choose from a pile?

The farmer's hall vegetable market is indoors, but you need to go there specifically, and there are all kinds of smells mixed in there, so you have to pick and choose. It's so nice downstairs, it's clean at all times, and the fruits and vegetables are taken care of every day.

It's clean, comfortable and warm when you go shopping. You can choose slowly without being in a hurry, and you don't have to worry about being cheated on the price or the quality of the goods.

Guan Jinyue became the first informal non-staff employee of "Fresh Times".

She comes here from noon to evening, eats here, helps with the work here, and gets a fixed salary, which more or less makes her desire to compete in the Olympic Physics Competition fade away.

Compared with special recruitment, Guan Jinyue is more confident in taking the college entrance examination based on her grades. However, she feels that it will be very hard to endure another year and a half. She wants to change the starting point of a new chapter in her life in advance. She is worthy of competing with her peers across the country. The teacher told her,

You'd better be prepared with both hands and don't be too paranoid. It would be great if you can actually enter the national training team. If you don't enter, you don't have to worry about your normal college entrance examination results.

In her heart, she was sincerely grateful to the mother and son, especially Wei Tao.

Care, love, and compassion are just simple kindnesses. She will repay them and keep them in her heart with gratitude, but they will not allow her to truly have a spiritual resonance with the other person.

Like Zhou Xinglian, she will only be grateful, just like ordinary people, thinking that she must repay Aunt Zhou well in the future.

Wei Tao is different. He makes money from Guan Jinyue, which makes Guan Jinyue, who has never been reconciled to her worthless existence, feel that she is also needed by others.

Even now, if you work by yourself, Aunt Zhou will say that your children don’t need you to do it, just study hard.

Wei Tao is different. You have to do it, and you have to do it well. Why waste your study time? Without that, you would still be making money with me.

The fundamental relationship between supply and demand is treated equally, so Guan Jinyue does not have to feel any psychological pressure when facing Wei Tao.

This is very important. I owe it to others, neighbors, Aunt Zhou, school teachers, classmates who help me out of compassion...

Facing these people, Guan Jinyue could only act like she was inferior to others. She was not pretending, but she had to do this to make herself feel at ease.

Only Wei Tao can "raise his head" normally when facing him, because I don't owe you anything.

When eating, Wei Tao had a bowl of rice. He raised his hand and the rice bowl was handed to Guan Jinyue. The latter took it naturally and stood up to serve the rice.

When there was work in the store, Wei Tao wouldn't order her in the slightest polite way: "After you finish your homework, take apart the leeks, select them, weigh them again, and tie them into bundles weighing one and a half kilograms."

At this time, Guan Jinyue could only hum.

It feels like Huang Shiren and Yang Bailao. Zhou Xinglian will scold her son. When neighbors are heard and seen chatting at the door or inside the store, she will scold her and hit her a few times, but Wei Tao doesn't care about that much.

, I go my own way.

After this walk, Jin Yue’s classmates and her class teacher soon came. After talking to Zhou Xinglian in detail, she felt relieved. She knew the difficulties of her student’s family very well. Now she has such a neighbor who is willing to help and give her children

Providing some opportunities to earn money through labor, the teacher only told Guan Jinyue not to neglect her studies.

In this nearby high school, there were also junior high school classmates of Wei Tao. I don’t know where they got the news. One day after school, they came over with their schoolbags.

"Let me go, Wei Tao, it's really you."

Wei Tao, who was standing at the door smoking, turned his head and saw a fat boy in school uniform.

If they were just junior high school classmates who hadn't seen each other for more than two years, there wouldn't be much change, but in Wei Tao's case, it would have been twenty years since they last saw each other, especially for someone like this who has no intersection or any news in their future lives.

, was stunned for a moment, and the other party pointed to his nose: "I, Li Dong."

"How could the class monitor forget? How about you, are you still the top student in high school?"

The monitor of the junior high school is a typical academic, but he gets along well with a scumbag like Wei Tao, just because the other person is a gossip who likes to joke, which is very different from the persona that everyone thinks of an academic.

"Don't make trouble, all the top students are masters." Li Dong was a little embarrassed. He looked at the classmates who came with him and introduced him: "My classmate Wang Ke. This is my junior high school classmate, Wei Tao.

"

Wei Tao had a cigarette in his hand, and he subconsciously took out the cigarette from his pocket to give it to the two of them. After the action was completed, Wang Ke waved his hand, and Li Dong rolled his eyes and pointed at his school uniform: "Wei Tao, don't

Fuck me, our old classmate and a few teachers all live here."

Wei Tao laughed, threw his cigarette on the ground and stamped it out: "Sorry, sorry, I'm used to it."

I opened the door and went into the house and took two ugly oranges. These are considered mid- to high-end fruits here.

Li Dong pointed inside: "That person..."

"Oh, I have a distant relative in my family. What, do you know him?"

Li Dong pursed his lips: "How could I not know the most famous junior high school girl in my second year of high school?"

"Huh? What do you mean?" Wei Tao doesn't believe that Guan Jinyue will be high-profile, nor does he believe that she will be famous for her poor image. She has the ability to make her "little transparent" attribute override her embarrassing living conditions.

"Every semester, her father promises to come to school to cause a scene. That scene, tsk tsk, let me tell you, every time, most of the teachers and students in the school will see it. If it were me, I would definitely have no shame in coming to school again.

Yeah, you can't even imagine that scene..."

No matter how much I say, it goes without saying that Wei Tao can think of that scene, so it’s no wonder that he looks so sinister. If his heart is not strong enough, he will never be able to live like this. If it were him, he probably wouldn’t be able to bear it.

That kind of look, there was a joke, there was sympathy, there was pity, there was pity, but in the end, it was at most one or two condescending words that seemed to be caring. They might not have bad intentions, but they would definitely hurt Guan Jinyue's self-esteem.

This girl deserves to be admired because the weeds on the roadside are growing wildly and it's hard for her.

Guan Jinyue's topic became the starting point for old classmates to chat, and they talked about each other's situation and the situation of other familiar classmates. After standing and chatting for a while, there was actually nothing to say. There was no deep friendship, it was just...

We were still playing together when we were in school. Then I heard the news that a store was opening near the school, so I came over to take a look.

"Hey, Cao Xiyu." Li Dong shouted to Cao Xiyu who was walking over. He turned around and winked at Wei Tao, as if he was introducing him: "Wei Tao, do you remember?"

Cao Xiyu saw Wei Tao's face that was holding back a smile through Li Dong, and couldn't help rolling her eyes secretly. She definitely wouldn't come over to say hello at the door of her home when old classmates and current classmates were greeting each other.

"This shop is owned by Wei Tao's family..."

Before Li Dong finished his introduction, Cao Xiyu said directly to Wei Tao: "Pick me a durian later."

"Okay, I promise it will smell good."

Li Dong was stunned, while Wang Ke next to him had never left her eyes since Cao Xiyu appeared. He didn't dare to look directly at her. He seemed to be lowering his head and peeking all the time. He was even more embarrassed to speak.

"you……"

Cao Xiyu rolled her eyes at him. It was actually quite good to have such a top-notch junior high school classmate who was in the same class in high school. At least in terms of homework, there was hope. But this guy's gossip was not bad.

He is overly enthusiastic and doesn't know what to say. He doesn't know whether it's good or bad. It's really annoying sometimes.

"Are you stupid? My grandparents' house is here. I'm not blind from here. Can I see?"

Li Dong slapped his forehead: "I'm superfluous, superfluous. But I'm curious. In junior high school, you two didn't say a few words. When you met each other occasionally, who would say hello to whom first? Didn't you pretend not to see each other before?

"

If it were the Internet age, this guy would definitely be called a large-scale social on-site manufacturing machine.

Cao Xiyu and Wei Tao coincidentally raised their legs to kick him.

Li Dong's fat body jumped back: "I'm hiding!"

"Oh, let me go. You two have a tacit understanding. There is definitely something going on here, Jie Jie..."

"It's your uncle." A voice suddenly came from behind, and then someone grabbed Li Dong's neck from behind, pushed him on his knee, and was 'held hostage' from behind.