Chapter 152 How can making money be said to be hard work?

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Wanzi narrowly missed her, and the wind stirred up made her narrow her eyes.

The slender figure who almost hit her was still rushing forward. The slender figure on the slender figure was obviously not good at studying. It seemed to be... Gu Yingying!

Ye Yun frowned and looked at Wanzi who was gradually going away, covering her heart in shock.

"Are you OK?"

A breathless and gentle voice came from behind, and Ye Yun turned around quickly.

The tall, thin man wearing glasses stared at her with a worried look on his face. He was probably frightened by what just happened, and a thin layer of sweat covered his forehead.

This person is...

Ye Yun suddenly remembered that this seemed to be the older brother of the pair of brothers who bought her mung bean cake before.

Speaking of which, this is her first client!

"Are you here to buy mung bean cakes?" Ye Yun greeted her immediately. She was particularly concerned about her first customer and quickly opened the cloth to introduce him: "I also have new models here, some details. Mianwowo, you can buy some for the elderly and children at home."

The man was stunned for a moment.

He didn't seem to expect that Ye Yun was still interested in doing business. He looked up and down in surprise: "It was so dangerous just now, aren't you afraid?"

Ye Yun smiled, "What are you afraid of?"

Tan Zongguang really didn't expect to get this response. He was stunned for two seconds and couldn't help but laugh. He adjusted his mood and looked at the thin noodles in her wooden box. He raised his finger and pointed, "Then this time... can I still try it? "

"sure!"

Ye Yun said that, she picked up the cloth next to her and wrapped it around her hand, reached into the wooden box and took out half a thin noodle nest, and handed it over generously.

"Try it."

"Okay." Tan Zongguang naturally took the thin noodle dough in her hand, noticed her action of picking up the steamed buns through a layer of cloth, and couldn't help but smile: "You are quite careful."

Ye Yun smiled and said, "I can't help it. It's good to be more hygienic."

"Good."

As he spoke, the half piece of thin noodles had already entered his mouth.

"Hmm... Not bad." Tan Zongguang showed admiration, pushed down the frame on his face, and looked at Ye Yun with gentle eyes, "This is the first time I have seen the thin noodles. By the way, my name is Tan Zongguang. ,And you?"

Ye Yun was slightly stunned.

Although confused, she still smiled and said, "You can call me Ye Yun."

"Ye Yun?" After hearing her name, Tan Zongguang stared at her with gentle eyes and said with a smile: "Ye Ye, Yun, a very poetic name. The person who named you must not be beautiful either."

Ye Yun twitched the corner of her mouth in embarrassment.

She is not that cloud...

But she didn’t want to go into too much detail with a customer she wasn’t very familiar with, so she smiled and said, “Boss Tan, how about the thin noodles?”

"It tastes good. Give me two. I'll take them back to the elderly at home." Tan Zongguang responded immediately.

When talking to Ye Yun, he always looked into Ye Yun's eyes seriously and gently.

Ye Yun quickly winked at Tian Xiaohui.

Tian Xiaohui seemed a little displeased with Tan Zongguang, and looked at Tan Zongguang up and down with displeased eyes. She pulled out a piece of paper with great strength, wrapped two thin dough nests, tied them with a thin hemp rope and handed them to Tan Zongguang with one hand. .

Tan Zongguang frowned slightly, "What did I do to make you unhappy?"

"Haha, how could it happen!"

Tian Xiaohui always remembered what Ye Yun taught her to smile when facing guests, so she forced out a reluctant smile towards Tan Zongguang.

Tan Zongguang sensed Tian Xiaohui's malice and smiled without saying anything.

He gave Ye Yun money.

Ye Yun also reached out to take it.

I thought that the matter was over, but Tan Zongguang did not leave. Instead, he said to Ye Yun: "That's it, I want to buy a batch of mung bean cakes from you."

A batch?

Ye Yun looked at him in surprise. Wasn't he wrong?

"It's like this. I'm here to purchase from you on behalf of our school this time. I'm a teacher at a nearby primary school. The mung bean cake I bought last time was good. My family said it was good. My father is the vice principal of a primary school and is about to be a child. It's the festival, and he wants to use this mung bean cake as a benefit and prepare one for every child in the school." Tan Zongguang said gently.

Ye Yun's eyes lit up, "Really?"

Tan Zongguang nodded, as if he was happy for her, and warned: "You can prepare it now. We probably need a lot. Mung beans are hard to buy now. You prepare the raw materials first, and make them on June 1st and send them to our school." That’s it.”

"Where is your school...?"

Ye Yun probed.

Tan Zongguang saw what she meant and said with a smile: "It's just in the north. There is only such a primary school in the whole township. You don't have to worry that I am a liar. You can go and inquire about it, but you will have to work hard next."

"It's not hard, it's not hard."

Ye Yun immediately agreed with a smile. Making money can't be said to be hard work!

"Then you pack ten more mung bean cakes for me and I'll take them back to eat." Tan Zongguang said. After that, he couldn't help but tell him again: "During this period, please remember to stock up on mung beans first. All the students in the school will add them." There are a lot of them, and I happen to know a mung bean farmer. This is his address. His surname is Li. You can go and ask."

Now that grain trading is open, farmers can freely buy and sell grain.

"Thank you, Boss Tan." Ye Yun took the paper and looked at the address on it.

It's indeed near the school.

"No need to call me Boss Tan, it sounds uncomfortable." Tan Zongguang waved his hand again, looked at her with gentle eyes, and explained seriously: "I am just a primary school teacher, you can just call me by my name, my colleague They all call me Zong Guang."

Ye Yun smiled and said, "Okay, Teacher Tan."

Tan Zongguang couldn't help laughing when he heard this title, "It's okay, it sounds much more pleasant to the ears than Boss Tan."

Ye Yun quickly wrapped ten pieces of mung bean cake by herself, bandaged them and handed them to Tan Zongguang.

"Please go slowly, welcome back."

"good."

Tan Zongguang glanced at her with a gentle look, nodded to her seriously, then turned and left with mung bean cake and thin noodles.

"Tsk!"

Tian Xiaohui looked at Tan Zongguang's leaving figure and snorted angrily.

She looked disgusted and suddenly raised her hand and imitated: "You don't have to call me Boss Tan~ Just call me by my name~ My colleagues all call me Zong Guang!"

Ye Yun:...?

She turned around slowly and looked at Tian Xiaohui with unclear but sharp eyes.

Tian Xiaohui stopped dancing and immediately stood up obediently, but she still couldn't help but mutter in a low voice: "Sister-in-law, I just don't like him..."

oh?

Ye Yun couldn't help but smile.

"So, this is the reason why you were so cold-faced to your customers from the beginning?"

"No no no..."

Tian Xiaohui shook his head repeatedly.

Not really.

Anyway, she didn't like the moment her name was Tan Zongguang when he appeared, especially when Tan Zongguang smiled at Ye Yun, her dislike instantly surged to the top!

"Hmph! Sister-in-law, that person is definitely not a good person anyway!"

Ye Yun raised her eyebrows in confusion.

This girl...why is she so hostile to a completely unfamiliar stranger?