Song Yan didn't use any of Shen Ruomei's capital; she took the goods first and paid later.

Shen Ruomei remained silent while eating.

Xia Juntao waved his finger in front of Shen Ruomei. "What's wrong with you?"

"You made money selling the goods, shouldn't you be happy? What are you spacing out for?"

Shen Ruomei: "Are you coming again tomorrow?"

"I don't have anything else to do, so I'll help you out!" Xia Juntao thought it was a good deal to stand there for a morning and get a free meal here.

“How about we go together? You and I can sell the goods together, and we can split the profits!” Shen Ruomei said.

"Oh my, how much money can you make? Look at your tone!" Xia Juntao had no idea how much each pair of pants cost.

Shen Ruomei rolled her eyes at Xia Juntao and ignored him.

"Fourth Sister, I suddenly feel that setting up a street stall is better than going to university!" Shen Ruomei said.

Song Yan almost choked on his food. "Are you kidding me?"

"I'm going to kidnap you and make you a street vendor. Do you think your dad will forgive me?"

Xia Juntao looked at Shen Ruomei as if she were a fool.

Shen Ruomei hurriedly shoveled the last mouthful of rice from her bowl. She was going to count her money and didn't want to talk to them anymore.

Xia Juntao then went with Shen Ruomei.

Song Yan was worried and followed along. She couldn't let a perfectly good college student run away and end up as a street vendor.

"I earned 36 yuan from 6 pairs of pants and 24 yuan from 4 batwing shirts. I earned 60 yuan today."

"After working for a month, most people earn around 30 yuan, 40 yuan is considered a lot, and probably not even 60 yuan."

With one foot inside and one foot outside the door, Song Yan heard Shen Ruomei and Xia Juntao talking.

Xia Juntao: "Is it really that profitable?"

Song Yan quickly interrupted them and asked Shen Ruomei, "What was your purpose when you applied to the Traditional Chinese Medicine College?"

Shen Ruomei blinked; she understood Song Yan's meaning, of course. But the money was too tempting.

Under Song Yan's watchful gaze, Shen Ruomei finally abandoned her idea. "Understood, Fourth Sister!"

I'll just play around during winter break; I'll study hard when school starts!

Shen Ruomei and Xia Juntao started their life together as street vendors. They happily counted their money for the next few days.

Liu Shuhong and the others were no exception.

The security personnel on Xiaohu's side have been identified; they are four veterans.

The spiced melon seeds were made quickly.

Xiao Hu brought out the spiced melon seeds for Song Yan to taste, and they were indeed quite good. "Second Sister-in-law, we're only producing about 200 jin of spiced melon seeds a day right now, but I plan to increase production in a couple of days."

Everyone is incredibly enthusiastic; they're all thinking that people should rest, but the machines shouldn't.

That's inevitable. Their base salary is 15 yuan, and the rest is performance-based pay. The more they do, the more they earn.

"Will you be able to sell these quickly?" Song Yan asked.

"What's the big deal? Just put it in the warehouse after it's done! Something this delicious won't have trouble selling!" Xiao Hu said nonchalantly.

Xiao Hu only knows how to make things and sell them to make money; he doesn't seem to be very good at anything else.

Now, Youfu really likes what Xiaohu does, and he wants to take Xiaohu as his role model and learn from him.

Right now, Youfu is looking at Xiaohu with an expression of adoration.

Xiao Hu was still calculating how much money he could make from a pound of spiced melon seeds. He was really into figuring out how much money he could make from each pound of seeds he sold.

He has already started trying to make sweet potato chips. They'll be ready in a few days, and he'll give them to his second sister-in-law to try first.

Youfu and Xiaohu found it strange that Song Yan was not saying anything.

"Second sister-in-law, what's wrong?" Xiao Hu asked.

Song Yan: "It's alright now that the weather is cold, but the temperature will warm up in a few days. Especially since spiced melon seeds contain salt, they are very prone to getting damp. Not to mention during the rainy season, what will you do with all the stockpiled goods?"

Things like twisted dough sticks and biscuits should be made and sold fresh.

The hotter the weather, the shorter the shelf life.

When food products have quality problems, it's a serious matter.

Did you know that moldy or spoiled food can even be fatal?

Xiao Hu and You Fu stared blankly at Song Yan. If Song Yan hadn't mentioned it, Xiao Hu and You Fu would never have thought about this question.

Song Yan patted his head, "Not to mention you guys, I don't think I'm sober either."

There are houses of gold and beauties in books.

Because you haven't read enough books, your perspective and knowledge are limited.

I'm trying to find you some books; you'll have to study every day from now on.

You should read books about food management and even laws.

This will broaden your horizons and expand your knowledge.

Both of them sneered. Xiao Hu was a little better off; he could read books and newspapers now. It was just that during those years, he first followed Wei An and Wei Ping, and later Xiao Xiao. He worked at the school, learning anytime, anywhere.

When Youfu was in school, he was basically just a bystander. If you asked him to read a newspaper, he would stutter and stammer.

Youfu: "Sister, can I not learn it?"

Song Yan: "Okay. You'll probably only be able to set up a street stall or work as a basic worker in my factory. Anyone can do the kind of work you do."

It's very difficult to stand out from the crowd. Even if you make a lot of money, you'll just be a nouveau riche.

It is extremely difficult to make something big and successful.

Xiao Hu, what are you thinking?