The next day, Chu Fang woke up and, no longer feeling lazy, immediately got up, turned on his computer, and began his plan to set up a stall.

The first question he faced was: what should he sell at his stall?

This is an extremely crucial question that determines whether the gamble will be won or lost, and even more so, the happiness of the future.

"Small pieces of jewelry? No way. Those things look pretty, but not many people would buy them. I'm not Zhong Rou, who can use all sorts of illegal means to deceive people. My sense of justice tells me... I can't do that. Chu Fang, you're still too soft-hearted..."

“Shooting and target practice? That won’t do either. The risk is too high. What if I run into a skilled fighter and lose everything? Then Zhong Tingyue will laugh at me.”

After much deliberation, Chu Fang decided to focus on his area of ​​expertise and ultimately decided to sell wolf tooth potatoes.

Wolf tooth potatoes are a specialty snack of Chengdu, with a combination of sweet, sour, salty and spicy flavors that is very popular among the people.

Without hesitation, Chu Fang went to the market to buy potatoes and bought a large bag of wolf-tooth potatoes.

On his way home, he saw one of those mobile stalls and immediately became interested. He went up to it and asked, "How much is your stall, ma'am?"

The car owner, a young man, turned around and asked, "Big sister?"

Chu Fang: "..."

The young man who had just carried him was wearing a skirt, so he assumed he was a woman, but it turned out he was a man.

He gave an awkward laugh: "Brother, are you selling your car this time?"

"Not for sale." The young man rolled his eyes at him.

"Five thousand."

"Not for sale."

"Ten thousand."

"You little brat, are you kidding me?" The young man glared at Chu Fang.

He had no choice but to leave dejectedly. Just as he was leaving, an elderly woman with a stall nearby asked, "Young man, do you want to buy a mobile stall cart?"

Chu Fang: "Yes."

"Since we hit it off immediately, I'll sell it to you cheaply, a flat price of 20,000."

Chu Fang nodded: "Deal."

He transferred the money to the old woman on the spot, and then drove away with his mobile stall.

The fierce-looking young man looked in the direction he left and said, "Hey, buddy, don't go! I'll sell you this car. We can discuss the price."

However, Chu Fang drove away and eventually disappeared from the young man's sight.

The young man stared wide-eyed: "No way, that guy really spent 20,000 yuan to buy a beat-up street vendor cart?"

A mobile stall cart is very cheap, with a secondhand price of less than three thousand yuan. Just now, Chu Fang directly asked for five thousand yuan. He thought Chu Fang was making fun of him, so his reply was not very nice.

When the price was raised to ten thousand, he regarded Chu Fang as a bad person.

Little did anyone know that Chu Fang would directly ask this old lady for 20,000 yuan to buy a dilapidated mobile stall cart.

The young man said, "Is that guy out of his mind?"

The old woman, with her legs crossed, said, "That young man isn't mentally unstable; he just has a habit of spending money. When someone urgently needs something, they don't consider cost-effectiveness; they just want to get the mobile stall as quickly as possible. Money isn't something he considers, do you understand?"

"I don't understand." The young man shook his head. "He's so rich, why does he need to set up a stall?"

"Just playing around," the old woman said. "I sold several mobile stalls to rich kids at high prices, and then bought them back at low prices. After all that back and forth, my conscience is starting to hurt."

Young man: "... ..."

cunning and treacherous!

... ...

Chu Fang wasn't stupid; he knew perfectly well that this dilapidated mobile stall wasn't worth 20,000 yuan, at most 5,000 yuan.

But as the saying goes, "A thousand pieces of gold can't buy a man's happiness."

He simply wanted to get a mobile stall as quickly as possible to complete his grand plan of setting up a stall, nothing more.

As for money, he wouldn't be doing street vending if he were after money.

Chu Fang drove his mobile stall cart back to the Tanhua residential area. As soon as he parked, the security guard came over: "We don't allow stalls here..."

The security guard saw Chu Fang and said, "Hey, it's you, Chu. What's up? Bankrupt? Can't get a gigolo anymore? Started setting up a stall now?"

"I'm sorry, I'm a security guard. I'm here to protect the safety of the residents. We don't allow stalls here. Get out of here now, or I'll overturn your stall."

Chu Fang: "I'll leave it for a little while."

The security guard said sternly, "No, we can't let mobile vendors set up stalls here."

The security guard, who had been bullied by Chu Fang before, was going to get his revenge today.

Although he is a security guard, he has the authority to decide whether mobile vendors can be parked outside the residential area.

Chu Fang: "Sir, you're making things difficult for me. You think you can do whatever you want just because you have a little power?"

"Nonsense!" The security guard raised his eyes. "What's the point of power if not for wrongdoing?"

Chu Fang: "..."

He was silent for a few seconds, then went to the supermarket and bought the security guard a pack of cigarettes. The security guard declared righteously, "Wealth and status cannot corrupt..."

He knocked around, but didn't see his wife. He secretly tucked Hua Zi into his chest and said, "I can let you rest for a while."

As the saying goes, "When rich and powerful I become lustful, when poor and lowly I become unfaithful, and when in power I become submissive."

The security guard perfectly exemplified this old saying.