Even a slacker who's not very skilled at the trade can successfully sell tea eggs.

The whole afternoon.

Everyone witnessed what it means to make money, and what it means to count money until your hands cramp.

The King of Hell, who watched the whole thing, went from surprise to shock, and finally to reverence.

My expression was incredibly varied all afternoon, and I was also extremely envious.

As soon as his thugs finished their drill, he immediately ordered them to go and make purchases.

At this point, if Chen Dong says that farts smell good, he will agree.

There's no way around it, the power of money is just that unstoppable!

Chen Dong also reduced his three stalls to two.

Four groups of people: two groups cook at home, and two groups sell the products outside.

As for the King of Hell, Chen Dong was responsible for providing the ingredients to make the soup, while they were responsible for boiling the tea eggs themselves.

For this reason, Chen Dong would charge one cent for each tea egg as an ingredient.

This is considered a cost and is not included in the profit.

In other words, after deducting the cost of auxiliary materials and eggs, the profit per tea egg is 30 cents.

Chen Dong took half, which was 15 cents.

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Inside the courtyard.

"Brother Dong!"

"Brother Dong!"

Ah Long and Ah Hu greeted Chen Dong hurriedly.

Compared to his previous arrogance, he seemed like a completely different person in just one week.

The two men did not arrive empty-handed; next to them was a tricycle covered with a tarpaulin, making it impossible to see what was inside.

"Come sit down and talk. Hua Zi, pour tea for the two brothers."

"No, no, it's just a few words. We have to go back after we finish talking. They're incredibly busy over there."

Ah Long spoke very politely, even somewhat flatteringly, with a pained yet happy expression on his face.

The respect for Chen Dong was heartfelt.

It can be said that Chen Dong changed their fate.

So that they don't have to live in fear, licking blood from the edge of a knife.

Ah Hu walked to the tricycle, lifted the canvas covering the frame, and revealed what was inside.

The frame was piled high with various items, as many as seven or eight different kinds.

And they are all old items that have been around for some years.

Ah Hu pointed at the tricycle and said with a smile, "Big Brother heard that Brother Dong likes some old things, so he asked us to go to the countryside to collect a few. We don't know much about this, so please don't mind, Brother Dong."

"Also, this is the money from selling tea eggs this week, which I brought with me as well."

"It's 8422.5 yuan in total. You can count it. If there are no problems, we can go back and report."

As he spoke, he handed Chen Dong a brown leather bag.

Chen Dong took the leather bag, glanced at it, and saw that it was full of money.

There were stacks of one hundred bills each, eight stacks in total, and some loose bills as well.

Chen Dong'an suppressed his excitement and counted out another twenty large-denomination bills, ten for each of them, and placed them in their hands.

"This little bit of money is for you two brothers to have a cigarette, please don't refuse."

"Also, please thank Brother Fei for me, thank you so much."

These days, Chen Dong has also been selling tea eggs, 50 cents each, and most of the money he collects is in loose change.

Only banks could produce such large stacks of unity.

As for secondhand goods, Chen Dong only mentioned them briefly at the time.

He never expected that the King of Hell would give him these things.

It would be a lie to say he wasn't moved; Chen Dong was indeed somewhat touched.

Who says thugs don't know how to be grateful?

If it weren't for the pressures of life, who wouldn't want to live an upright life?

The two looked at each other, hesitant.

"This... Brother Dong, you should take the money back. We can't accept it!"

The two quickly declined.

One hundred yuan per person, which is equivalent to a month's salary for an average worker in 90 years, is not a small amount.

Previously, when I went to restaurants with the King of Hell to collect protection money, I did receive a hundred yuan at one time.

However, the feelings are different.

The money Chen Dong gave them was a sign of respect and recognition.

"Keep it!"

The two gritted their teeth and said in unison, "Thank you, Brother Dong."

"We're all brothers, so let's skip the formalities. I'll treat everyone to dinner later."

Chen Dong smiled and invited everyone to eat together.

Besides cultivating good relations with the people on the King of Hell's side, wasn't it also to celebrate the first ten thousand yuan he earned?

Chen Dong spent 10,000 yuan in 1990 in just half a month.

Who would believe that if I told them?

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