Unfortunately, Chen Yifei is incompetent and can't defeat him now.

If Chen Yifei really marries Zheng Fang in the future, then she'll be his used goods.

So, when Wang Jianshe looked at Zheng Fang, he suddenly had an idea. He pulled her to continue what they hadn't finished.

Zheng Fang said somewhat shyly in a sweet voice, "You don't have to go home today? I still want to!"

The arrow was already on the string and had to be released.

Wang Jianshe was no longer listening to such words.

"I don't need to go anymore. I'm already preparing the documents for returning to the city. Going to those fields would be a waste of time. Work points are worthless once we get back to the city."

"As for you, I've asked for leave for you."

"Pack your things and come with me!"

Anyway, Wang Jianshe had already decided that he would take Zheng Fang with him and let her live a simple life in the city.

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Chen Yifei's arrival in the city today will be much smoother.

After leaving my things in the main square, I quickly went to buy a stove and charcoal. I then squeezed in with a group of people, found a spot with good foot traffic, and sat down to start a fire and burn charcoal.

Once the charcoal fire is lit, place the large pot on it.

The diced potatoes were chopped last night, and the flour was kneaded in advance. I added baking soda in the middle of the night, and this morning, after exactly three or four hours, the dough had risen very well. The whole bowl covered with a lid was full.

I kneaded it again before coming here this morning.

So now a pot is set up, and sesame oil is heated.

Chen Yifei started shouting, "Selling pancakes! Selling pancakes!"

"Fresh and spicy potato pancakes!"

"Bring all the food you need. It can be breakfast or dinner. One pancake will last you all day!"

Despite the noise and commotion around them, Chen Yifei remained undeterred, his voice bright and cheerful, and he even smiled at the passersby.

Everyone was thinking, "Such a nice young man, why don't we go check out his stall?"

"This pancake can really last a day?" a middle-aged man who was about to start work asked. "How much?"

Just then, Chen Yifei finished making a whole batch of pancakes, which was six in total.

While busy, he said, "Four cents a piece. Want some?"

Everyone has potatoes, but when potatoes are made into pancakes and served with such delicious chili oil dipping sauce, he can't resist the aroma just standing here.

Besides, a bowl of noodles at a state-run restaurant costs six cents and you're still not full. Looking at this big pancake, four cents isn't a bad deal.

"Give me one."

"Try it first. If it's enough to fill me up, I'll come back again!"

"Okay!" Chen Yifei took the money, tapped the crispy crust of the pancake, and then spread the chili oil sauce evenly.

After you've done all that, hand the things to him.

"It's done! Try it and taste it. Feel free to give me any feedback! I'll make improvements!"

Chen Yifei is indeed a seasoned veteran; even after being reborn and returning to set up a street stall, he still retains all the social skills and worldly wisdom.

That's how cooked food works; the aroma spreads with the wind, attracting passersby who want to try a bite.

Anyway, four cents each isn't expensive.

People came from far away following the aroma.

Many people buy his food and eat it standing in front of his stall, because most of the people who come to eat this are hoping to fill their stomachs; he is a worker who works in this area.

So they eat it in big bites.

It's crunchy and flavorful, quite oily, but not greasy at all. In fact, the chili oil sauce is so fragrant that one wasn't enough, so I went to buy another!

It was fine when I first ate it, but after a while I felt full.

On the first day, before the afternoon, Chen Yifei had already sold 151 pancakes and counted them, and found that he had already made sixty yuan!

Fortunately, he bought a lot of flour, so in his spare time while selling the kneaded dough in the morning, he would start kneading dough and chopping potatoes. He also didn't have enough chili oil and sauce, so he would make them fresh in the square.

It's not a big deal at all.

The news probably spread in the morning and noon, because Chen Yifei's business was even better in the evening. He sold a hundred pancakes and earned another forty yuan.

People came to join in the fun, to try the food, or simply to fill their stomachs.

But everyone who has eaten there thinks it's delicious.

Amazing!

All the pancakes I made today are sold out!

I counted the money; it was exactly one hundred yuan.

Success! Including yesterday's earnings, I've already earned over 130!

The three turns and one ring I'm preparing cost around three or four hundred yuan. Based on that, I can only set up a stall for about five days.

Without thinking too much, he figured he should spend the money he made on his future wife!

I've saved enough money to buy a bicycle, but bicycle tickets are hard to come by. These days, bicycle tickets are practically a scramble; even factory workers can't get them, let alone people in rural areas.

Chen Yifei recalled that when he came to the supply and marketing cooperative yesterday, there were many people sneaking around and looking around suspiciously at the entrance.

Based on his experience, this person was clearly there to sell tickets.

Now that everything is sold out, we're not taking the stove and pot back with us; we're leaving them all with the old man we met yesterday.

I gave the old man another cigarette, and he started chatting and playing the victim.

The old man was also very talkative: "You are the most capable and talented young man I have ever met. If I let other people into the cotton mill's residential compound once, they would definitely come often in the future. But you are considerate of me and afraid of being gossiped about. So you set up a stall outside on your own."

"You've got potential, impressive!"

"Uncle, I am naturally grateful for your help. I will take you to my wedding after I make money from my stall and get married."

"Alright, go ahead and get busy! From now on, just leave anything you need in my guardhouse. My door will always be open for you!"

Chen Yifei's heartfelt boasting resonated deeply with the old man.

In the future, Chen Yifei will have a place to put these things, so he won't have to bring large bags of things out of the village every time. At most, he can buy flour and potatoes.

After making the old man happy, Chen Yifei went to the supply and marketing cooperative and went straight to the most bewitching man.

He asked, "Do you have a bicycle ticket?"

The man was startled, and seeing Chen Yifei's righteous demeanor, he almost wanted to run away. He hesitated for a moment, then asked, "You're not a policeman, are you? Or someone from the commune?"

Chen Yifei: "...The person who bought the ticket."

"Oh! Yes, I happen to have a bicycle ticket. I'll sell it to you for five yuan, how about it?"

Five yuan is a bit expensive, but bicycle tickets are hard to come by, so fine! Five yuan it is!

He doesn't feel bad about spending money on his wife.

After accepting the money, Chen Yifei said, "Make sure you have the vouchers for the radio, sewing machine, and watch ready. I'll come to pick them up in three days."

"Great!" This is a big client; he'll do everything he can to get him.

"Okay, I'll be waiting for you here in three days!"

This kid had been keeping watch for days, but hadn't found anyone who needed him. He never expected to run into such a big one.

I'm very excited right now.

Chen Yifei bought a bicycle ticket and went into the supply and marketing cooperative. The sales clerk remembered that he had bought so much flour yesterday, so he must be rich.

She quickly flattered him, "Comrade, what are you buying today?"