Jiang Xiaoli knew that in her mother's eyes, she was still the same poor student she used to be. She said smugly, "No problem, the top class, I'm determined to get in!"
Li Guizhi assumed her daughter was just trying to cheer her up, "Alright, alright, if you can get into the top class when school starts, Mom will buy you that princess bicycle you like!"
The "princess bicycle" she mentioned is a 26-inch retro bicycle without a crossbar and with a nice frame in front of the handlebars. Compared to most 28-inch bicycles on the market today, it is more suitable for girls to ride.
Her words stirred up Jiang Xiaoli's memories. In her previous life, Jiang Xiaoli passed by a store and couldn't resist seeing this bicycle. However, the bicycle was more expensive than her mother's monthly salary, and Li Guizhi couldn't bring herself to buy it.
Now, perhaps it's the three yuan and fifty cents she earned selling spicy snacks during the day, or perhaps it's Jiang Xiaoli's talk about Tsinghua and Peking Universities and the elite class, but Li Guizhi has actually agreed to spend a huge sum of money to buy her this "luxury car".
But Jiang Xiaoli had long since witnessed the prosperity of the future and the ubiquitous shared bicycles, and had lost all attachment to this once beloved item.
She declined, saying, "Mom, no need. A bicycle can cost almost a third of a square meter of housing. Besides, No. 20 Middle School isn't far away. I can walk to school, and it'll be good exercise for me!"
Li Guizhi patted her hand, feeling that her daughter had changed a lot in the past two days. In her mother's eyes, her daughter had grown up and become sensible, which made her very happy.
The next morning, after breakfast, Li Guizhi went to the market to buy more supplies, while Jiang Xiaoli continued her studies.
She finished reviewing the entire first-year junior high math textbook in half a day yesterday, and this morning she plans to do a practice test to check her learning progress.
Half an hour later, a big smile appeared on her still slightly chubby face. She was already full of confidence even before she had checked the answer.
Sure enough, she got 100 points!
Li Guizhi pushed her bicycle into the yard, with various bags of spices hanging from the handlebars. Jiang Xiaoli heard the noise and quickly went out to help.
After putting everything away, Li Guizhi shooed her daughter into the house, saying, "Go and study. I can handle this by myself. Don't get in my way."
Fine, it's your kitchen, you're in charge.
In her previous life, Jiang Xiaoli never understood why some good students always said that time flew by when they were studying, but she felt that time dragged on endlessly when she was studying.
Today she finally had the same experience as the top student. Just as Jiang Xiaoli was about to look through her math book for the second semester of eighth grade, her mother came to call her for lunch.
"Lunch so early?" She looked at her mother with a puzzled expression.
Li Guizhi couldn't help but laugh at her daughter's expression. "What do you mean 'early'? I've already prepared five jin of dried bean curd sheets today, and lunch is all ready. Come and eat, and after we finish, we'll go back to making money!"
Jiang Xiaoli then glanced at the clock on the wall; it was already 11:05. So this was what it meant to work so hard that you forget to eat and sleep! She really wanted to praise herself!
After finishing her meal, she wanted to help pack the spicy strips, but her mother had already done it. "It's just a small favor," her mother said. "Pack them by the handful, some more, some less. Look, this little bowl we use is just the right amount for one bowl."
Today, they filled half a bucket with spicy strips. When they got close to the Children's Palace, a middle-aged man recognized them and asked, "Aren't you the ones who sold spicy strips yesterday?"
Jiang Xiaoli smiled sweetly, "Yes, Uncle, are you here to buy our spicy strips?"
"Buy it! Give me a dollar's worth! I only ate one bite of the bag I bought yesterday, and my daughter ate the rest. I'm so hungry for it!" the middle-aged man complained to her.
Jiang Xiaoli deftly took four bags of spicy strips from the bucket and handed them to the middle-aged man, saying, "These spicy strips are for you, Uncle. Please have some more if you like them!"
The middle-aged man left satisfied. She waved a one-yuan coin in her hand at her mother, "Mom, I think you might not have prepared enough for today."
As soon as the mother and daughter arrived at the entrance of the Children's Palace, Jiang Xiaoli's words came true, and a dozen people immediately surrounded them.
"I'll be first! Give me two bags!"
"I want two bags too!"
"Excuse me, I need 10 bags!"
"Hey boss, your spicy strips are so delicious! My son didn't get enough yesterday and kept begging me to buy more today! Give me four bags!"
Before this group of people had finished buying, the children's palace let out for the day. As soon as a group of students came out, they saw a small stall surrounded by people and started buying. One bag after another, a whole bucket of spicy strips was sold out in less than 20 minutes.
"How come it's all gone as soon as I arrived?!"
"Ahhh! I promised my brother I'd buy him spicy snacks!"
"Sister, please, please sell me a bag!"
But once it's sold out, it's sold out. Jiang Xiaoli had no choice but to stand on the same stone bench she'd stood on yesterday. "We're really out of spicy strips today! See you tomorrow at noon if you want some!"
After saying that, he quickly pushed through the crowd, got into the back seat of Li Guizhi's car, and drove off.
Back home, Jiang Xiaoli quickly poured herself and her mother a glass of cool water. "Oh my, it was so hot when everyone was crammed together!"
With a delighted expression, Li Guizhi fetched her a damp towel. "Here, wipe yourself off."
After resting for a while, it finally got less hot, and the mother and daughter excitedly began counting their money.
Today they brought a total of 93 bags of spicy strips. Unlike yesterday, most people bought 2 or 4 bags at a time, while only a few students bought just 1 bag. They earned a total of 23.6 yuan.
After deducting the cost of 7.5 yuan, they earned a total of 16.1 yuan today.
Seeing this number, Li Guizhi was a little annoyed. Her daughter had suggested preparing 10 jin of dried bean curd sheets, but she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to sell them all, so she only made 5 jin. That meant she would earn half the money!
Seeing her mother's pained expression, Jiang Xiaoli said with a grin, "Mom, this is more than your daily wage!"
Li Guizhi nodded, "That's right! I should have listened to you!"
It seems that Mom's enthusiasm has been ignited!
While Li Guizhi went to work, Jiang Xiaoli had already started thinking about what to sell next.
While selling spicy strips today, she noticed that someone was observing her sales and even bought two bags, clearly showing interest in her spicy strip business.
There are always people with a heart, no matter the era!
Jiang Xiaoli knew from the very beginning that spicy strips were easy to imitate.
Even if it can't taste exactly the same as hers, it can still be about 70-80% similar.
She just didn't expect to be targeted so quickly.
It's okay, spicy strips can still sell for a while. At most, sales will drop a bit as much once imitators start appearing.
This is very simple; she has tons of snack recipes in her head!
In her past life, she was a foodie. When she came across a cooking video on short video platforms, she would get engrossed in watching it. Although she had only collected a bunch of videos and had hardly ever actually cooked them, she had an amazing memory!
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