Reborn, I am a trendsetter

"Auntie, Mom, I'm going to bring some breakfast to Aunt Liu."

Zhou Xingrong came over very early. Her family lives in Jiangnan, and it is only ten minutes' walk from this morning market. Knowing that her sister was setting up a stall on her first day today, she came over early to help. She saw her nephew sitting on a small bench and weighing skillfully.

After filling the bags and collecting the money, Zhou Xingrong was very happy. This child was quite sensible.

At a stall not far away, I bought noodles for my sister and nephew, so that she could help keep an eye on them while there were few people around, and they ate some breakfast quickly.

Wei Tao also bought a bowl of noodles for Aunt Liu and sent it over.

Zhou Xinglian and the eldest sister also talked about Sister Liu's matter. Zhou Xingrong nodded thoughtfully: "Don't offend others. Please beg more and give me a smile. Xiaotao has done a good job. We can help as much as we can.

But in this business, who doesn’t want to make more money? Xiao Tao will be back soon, I’ll go over and take a look.”

Wei Tao came back about ten minutes later, holding the small plastic bowl of the noodle stall in his hand. He helped Aunt Liu keep an eye on it and asked her to finish her meal before he came back.

"The morning market is over. I'll take you to a place where you can set up a stall during the day."

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After all, I was a novice and had been busy all morning. I ate breakfast 'facing' the wind. At around seven o'clock, the management began to clear the place. Seeing that nearly half of the vegetables were left, Zhou Xinglian was still a little worried.

On the way, she found a shady corner, and she couldn't wait to check the money in her pocket. She was still more than a hundred yuan short of the amount to repay her original capital. She let out a sigh of relief, and her eyes and eyebrows showed joy.

I have never done business, so I never thought that buying a vegetable could make such a big profit.

"Sister, son, if you buy 1,200 yuan today, you can make more than 300 yuan."

Wei Tao smiled and wiped the sweat on his temples with the clean part of the sleeve of his technical school uniform: "Mom, that's not the way to calculate it. The ones sold are all in good quality. There are some left and the price is lower. And

Some of the bad ones may have to be packaged and sold together. After excluding the morning market stall fees, we can eat, drink, and pay for gas, and it will be good to have over a hundred left."

Zhou Xinglian was stunned for a moment, and the smile on her face faded: "That's a lot, how much does it cost for me to work for a month..." What she didn't know was that due to weather reasons, abortion reasons, product quality and other reasons,

A good start does not mean that you can make this every day. She has not experienced the normal situation of losing money.

At the intersection of the residential building area where Zhou Xingrong's family lives, there is a newsstand that can barely survive for a few years in this era.

Sell ​​newspapers, sell magazines, sell some drinks and mineral water, and put in two public phones. In the past few years, whoever could get such a newsstand would make a lot of money.

On the curb, apart from the newsstand, there is a piece of land without green plants. There is not much urban greening these days, and there are not that many vehicles, so there is still a lot of free space.

The place doesn't belong to anyone. As long as you don't occupy the road for business, no one will take care of you. At most, you have to pay a fee.

This road is not connected. When you walk through this intersection, there are only some residential buildings and bungalows, so the flow of people is very fixed, and they are all fixed residents in the small street.

Zhou Xingrong signaled Wei Tao to unload the vegetables onto the land, then walked the car around to the curb opening, pushed it up, and pushed it to the back.

"You set up a stall here. There may not be many people during the day, but you can still sell some during get off work hours. Give it a try. If it doesn't work, then think of a way."

There are only two ways, renting a stall at the vegetable market, or selling food on the streets in residential areas.

Wei Tao knew that Aunt Liu sold vegetables at the door of her original unit every day. The aunt did not take him and her mother there. She was probably worried that her good intentions would turn into bad things, and her request for help would end up being her enemy.

Now that he has come, he will be content with it. Now that Wei Tao is stable, he asked his mother to take most of the money away and signaled her to go back to sleep and rest. There was no need to rush and she could just come back at two or three in the afternoon. Zhou Xinglian did not agree, but asked her to

He went back to sleep.

Seeing the excitement in her mother's eyes about being able to make money by starting a business for the first time, compared to the struggle and hesitation when she first learned how to sell vegetables at a stall, now she is immersed in the piles of change in her pocket, immersed in the prospect of making money.

Vegetables placed in front of the ground transform into banknotes amid the excitement.

Riding a three-wheeled motorcycle in an era when there were not many cars on the road felt very wonderful. It was a fast ride, which dispelled all the sweat and heat on my body after a busy morning. I returned to the small courtyard, connected a large basin of water, and placed it under the wall.

As long as no one enters the hospital, you can't see it here.

Wei Tao was only wearing boxers, holding a towel around his neck. He squatted down, lowered his head, raised the water in the basin with both hands, and splashed it on his face and head. The coolness hit him instantly, and the surface of his skin felt unbearably hot.

Disperse most of them.

After wetting the towel and wiping my body, the water fell on the ground of the small courtyard, gathered in a small drainage ditch at a low place, and flowed outside the courtyard.

I dried myself, changed into my boxers, washed off the wet ones, and dried them on the clothesline in the yard. Before the sun was at its strongest, I lay down comfortably on my little bed.

I feel sleepy and tired, and mostly have random thoughts, thinking about the past twenty years and recalling my experiences during this time.

Relive a new life and reminisce about youth, what a beautiful proposition.

Wei Tao gave a wry smile and forced himself not to think about those things. Which young boy does not have a vision of the white moonlight from afar in his heart? Which youthful age does not have some past worth recalling? Which ignorant youthful age does not have things that seem lofty but are actually illusory?

ideal?

A pack of cigarettes shared by a few friends at an Internet cafe all night, and the time when you end up looking for cigarette butts in ashtrays.

Buy a few game coins for one dollar, find a large-scale cooperative clearance game in the game hall, and have four people play it for one coin each for an hour or two of fun.

"call!"

Reminiscing is not as attractive as actual operation. After paying five yuan for a night at the Internet cafe, my pocket is empty. Those years have passed by. It is fun to reminisce occasionally. I really feel that it is very happy, but there is something wrong with my brain.

Already.

There is no such thing as Bai Yueguang, just ordinary people who have succumbed to reality after being ravaged by time.

There is no real joy of poverty. Once is the joy of poverty, and twice is the incompetence of not thinking about progress.

A few taels of broken silver. Thinking about it, I think it's quite ridiculous. As a human being, how can I give up my waist for five buckets of rice? However, it is really delicious to actually have a few taels of broken silver.

In the midst of random thoughts, I fell asleep until I was woken up by the rising temperature in the room. I was covered in sweat and glanced at the alarm clock on the small desk beside my bed, which read eleven fifteen.

In just a few hours, the heat of the sun completely conquers the indoor and outdoor temperatures of the house. Until two or three hours after sunset, if there is no draft, the house will be like a small steam oven.

Since my mother was not good at cooking with the stove, she could only use it to burn the Kang for heating and the large pot to boil water. After the mother and son moved here, they still bought a gas tank and a stove. My fourth uncle helped to build a shelf with wooden boards and cover it with

A stone slab serves as a stove.

Wash rice and cook.

Wei Tao couldn't do it before, but later he became more accustomed to using a rice cooker. He switched back to using the old-fashioned push-button rice cooker. He knew the ratio of water to rice and it was not difficult.

The valve of the gas tank was opened, the stove was lit, and the cucumbers and tomatoes brought back in the morning, Wei Tao made a scrambled egg with tomatoes, and mixed a vegetarian cucumber with MSG and salt.

When the meal is ready, I first pack the rice and vegetables for my mother in an insulated lunch box, then use a small bowl at home to fill it with cucumbers, put it in a plastic bag and set it aside, and then I eat the rest of the meal in one go.

However, he attributed the increase in his appetite to the fact that he worked hard and was no longer an idle young man eating.

He was not familiar with the neighbors around him. Wei Tao, who was riding a three-wheeled motorcycle, saw people chatting in the shade under the wall not far away. He glanced at them and looked away, so as not to think that they were strangers when their eyes actually met.

It's okay to say hello, but after a few days of getting to know each other, it will be a little awkward to meet each other.

All the way to the place where his mother set up a stall, before he could say anything, his mother came over with a hint of joy on her face: "We have almost paid back, and the rest is all earned..."