Xu Qiusheng's eyes changed when he looked at the two brothers.
Before, I always felt that the two of them were a little scared.
Who wouldn't be frightened to see such a big man with a weak brain?
But in this brief encounter today, he discovered that these two brothers were mentally deficient. They looked stupid, but they were not that stupid.
His intelligence is not as good as that of adults, but he still has the IQ of a seven or eight-year-old child.
If you know how to repay kindness, you will also work hard.
And he is especially good to his younger brother.
This kind of goodness can be seen by others.
"Dahan Erhan, you are hungry, I will buy you some steamed buns to eat." Xu Qingfeng saw a steamed bun stall next to him, walked over and bought twenty meat buns.
Big meat buns, a dime each.
Holding it in your hand, it's as big as your palm.
The skin is thin, the filling is rich, and the taste is very good.
Xu Qingfeng is in the black market and has been eating steamed buns for breakfast these days.
With steamed buns, how could we miss soy milk? Xu Qingfeng bought two cups of soy milk for each of the two brothers.
"Brother Feng, I'm so sorry." Dahan rubbed his hands and seemed a little nervous.
"Take it if it's given to you. If you don't eat it, then you don't treat me as a good friend." Xu Qingfeng couldn't help but put the bun into Dahan's hand.
When Dahan heard what Xu Qingfeng said, he became anxious and quickly took it over and took one bite: "I'll eat it. I treat Brother Feng as a good friend, a good brother..."
Erhan was not to be outdone. The two brothers finished twenty big meat buns in less than two minutes.
The people around were stunned.
Does this look like you've been hungry for a few days?
A large glass of soy milk was swallowed up in one gulp.
After finishing eating, the two brothers seemed to be still a little full.
"My dear, are these buns so delicious?"
"Looking at how delicious they are, give me some..."
...
What Xu Qingfeng and others didn't expect was that Dahan Erhan's operation was a disguised advertisement for the bun stall.
Next, the sales of steamed buns went through the roof, and the boss couldn't even close his mouth with laughter.
Is there such a good thing?
In the past, his buns would be sold until the afternoon, when the forest farm got off work.
But today, it was sold out in the middle of the morning.
He also knew that the popularity of his steamed buns was due to the unintentional promotion of his two brothers, so he reciprocated the favor and bought two kilograms of wild vegetables and a fish from Xu Qingfeng's stall as repayment.
Mutually beneficial.
Xu Qingfeng didn't eat any buns today, so he bought two pancakes from the stall next door to satisfy his hunger.
In fact, he had breakfast in the morning, just digging wild vegetables, and since it had been so long, he was a little hungry.
The steamed buns and pancakes these days are genuine and generously stuffed with meat. One bite is satisfying.
When he was full, Xu Qingfeng drove the donkey cart to the canteen to deliver goods.
On the donkey cart, there are 100 catties of fish and 50 catties of wild vegetables.
When they were approaching the canteen, Xu Qingfeng held the donkey cart with his hand. The next second, without anyone noticing, 200 kilograms of wild vegetables appeared under the donkey cart covered by straw.
The donkey bent its front legs almost without being crushed, and screamed in fright: Ah-uh-ah-uh.
Don't even think about this cry, it must contain a very high level of ma.
When Xu Qingfeng saw that the donkey was not leaving, he understood its thoughts. He took out a handful of wild vegetables, put it in the donkey's mouth, and blocked its mouth.
This time the donkey started again.
If Xu Qingfeng gave the price to the canteen, it would be slightly lower than the retail price by 10%.
It’s normal to get some discounts based on volume.
From now on, I will take this amount every day, which is quite satisfying.
This money comes much easier than setting up a stall, which comes and goes in the wind and rain.
After the food is delivered and you get the ticket, you can go to the finance department to get the money.
About half an hour later, Xu Qingfeng came out of the cafeteria with an extra eleven hundred yuan in his pocket.
His mood was cheerful.
Money makes the poor brave. Now that he has money, he feels that his mood is different.
Of course, he is not satisfied with this amount of money, this is just the beginning.
Next, set a small goal for yourself and become the first 10,000-yuan household in the village.
A household worth ten thousand yuan in 1979 was as valuable as a multi-millionaire in later generations.
But the difficulty of becoming a multi-millionaire in future generations has increased countless times compared to today.
In the 1970s and 1980s, everyone started from the same starting point, and all walks of life were blue oceans. There were still many ways to make money.
But after a few decades, if you want to jump up the class, it will be too unfriendly to ordinary people.
Instead of rushing back to the black market, Xu Qingfeng went to Li's house. He promised to clean his nose, but he couldn't forget it.
Now Mr. Li is equivalent to his backstage.
With Mr. Li, he can live a prosperous life in the forest farm.
Moreover, many high-end ingredients have to be sold to him.
Others don't have Mr. Li's capital.
When Mr. Li saw the nose, he was also very happy, and he said: "Xiaofeng, you are interested, but I haven't seen the nose in a long time."
"Mr. Li, I don't know if you can accept the monkey heads. I have a few here." Xu Qingfeng took out the monkey heads that Dahan gave him.
Mr. Li's eyes lit up: "Take it, of course I will, as long as it's delicious, I'll accept it all. But, in this way, I will be really poor."
These days, Mr. Li bought a lot of things from Xu Qingfeng, and they were all very expensive.
Even though his son is the factory director, his funds are somewhat stretched.
"Hey, it's nothing. Mr. Li, if you like to eat it, just keep it. A few monkey heads are not worth much." Xu Qingfeng said nonchalantly.
In fact, Xu Qingfeng said that on purpose.
Mr. Li doesn't seem like someone who would default on his debts.
His character is still very reliable.
Sure enough, Mr. Li became anxious when he heard what Xu Qingfeng said: "Xiaofeng, if you don't want the money, then I definitely don't want it either. I have a way. I have several old buddies, and they are all foodies. If you can trust me with this hericium, just leave it here for now. I will sell it to you later and make a profit, so I don’t have to spend money to eat the hericium. I’m really a genius..."
The more Mr. Li thought about it, the more he thought his idea was wonderful.
"That's okay. I'll have some good stuff later and send it over. Mr. Li, you can help me sell it. No matter how much you sell, how about I give you 10%?" Xu Qingfeng actually had this idea as well.
How can you catch a sheep and pluck it hard? It's not even possible to pluck out the bald skin.
Mr. Li had also been in a high position before, and the people he knew were naturally rich or noble. These young old men were all rich, and their purchasing power was very amazing.
"Isn't 10% a bit too much? I'm just contacting you. How can I ask for so much?" Mr. Li waved his hand: "I'm not interested in money either. How about converting this money into food ingredients?"
Xu Qingfeng thought for a while, this would also work.
It’s 10% anyway.
The two chatted for a while, and Xu Qingfeng left the monkey head and nose behind and left Li's hometown.
Driving the donkey cart back to the black market, Xu Qingfeng discovered that his eldest brother and the others had almost sold out of the fish and wild vegetables at the stall.
