After twelve o'clock, Wen Guan picked up his small shoulder bag and walked out of the supply and marketing cooperative happily.
Following the street and according to the route provided by Li Yumei just now, Wen Guan quickly found his destination.
Wen Guan was stunned: Well, there is only one stall in the entire alley, and there are no other options.
"Girl, would you like some scallion pancakes? They're fresh out of the pan." Zhang Tao, who was setting up a stall, greeted Wen Guan with a smile on his face when he saw her standing at the entrance of the alley.
His eyes are as sharp as an eagle's. He can spot potential buyers just by scanning the people passing by.
Wen Guan walked forward and saw a simple stall, which consisted of a bucket made of yellow mud and a flat iron pan with a chip on it. A greasy-looking scallion pancake was drying in a bamboo basket next to it.
"Girl, would you like one?" Zhang Tao asked cheerfully, "I can toast it and heat it up for you."
Wen Guan glanced at it indifferently and nodded, "Bake it a little dry for me." She didn't want too much oil.
Zhang Tao quickly lifted up the frying pan and said, "Don't worry, girl. My family has been making pancakes for decades. I guarantee you'll want to eat more after you've tasted them."
Wen Wan smiled but didn't say anything. She guessed that the scallion pancake that Li Yumei had in the morning must have been bought from this store.
While waiting for the pancakes, Wen Wan casually asked, "Boss, why are you the only one setting up a stall on this street?"
"Hey, girl, if you want to buy vegetables and food, you must come early. I'm the only one here at this time." Zhang Tao flipped the pancake in the pan.
Wen Wan asked again: "Is this a black market?"
"Girl, don't talk nonsense. We are operating in compliance with regulations. We dare not resell at high prices. We will go to jail if we do that." Zhang Tao emphasized with a serious expression.
"Compliance experience? Doesn't the country prohibit buying and selling?" Wen Guan asked pretending not to understand.
Zhang Tao smiled and put the pancake in oil paper. "Girl, we have registered with the street office. In order to support our family, we set up a small stall to give it a try."
Of course, he knew that he could register to set up a stall, and there was also a distant relative in his family who worked in a government department, so he asked them to give it a try.
If they are lucky, no one will bother them and they can continue to set up the stall; if they are unlucky, at most they will be asked to hand over the money they earn. Anyway, he is now selling pancakes at a stall and earning money from his skill.
Wen Wan took the scallion pancake, took a bite, and gave a thumbs up, "Boss, you are worthy of being in this business for decades. The pancake is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and the scallion fragrance is overflowing."
Zhang Tao happily accepted the compliment, but if he didn't have any outstanding skills, he wouldn't dare to set up a stall.
The Zhang family had been doing this since their grandfather's generation. When he heard that he could set up a stall, he begged his grandfather to teach him. He practiced hard at home for more than a month before he became a master.
However, the pancakes he made were not quite cooked enough according to his grandfather's requirements.
"Boss, could you please explain in detail what you just said?" Wen Guan's eyes flashed and he spoke sincerely.
Zhang Tao glanced around and said honestly, "Girl, there is no room for you to set up a stall. There are only ten spots in the whole town, and they have all been taken."
After thinking for a while, he added: "However, you can buy a place from someone else, but the price will be higher. If you have any ideas, I can introduce them to you."
After hearing this, Wen Wan's restless heart calmed down a lot.
It was already April 1978, and the school would be fully open in a few months, so there was no need for her to spend money to get a place.
Another thing is that even if she got a quota, what about the supplies? It would not be cost-effective to simply buy and sell agricultural products and make a profit from the price difference.
"Boss, forget it if there are no vacancies. We don't have the money to buy them right now." Wen Wan stated frankly.
Zhang Tao didn't persuade her any further, "Girl, come often in the future. I'm open from 7:30 am to 5 pm every day."
Wen Guan waved and turned back to the supply and marketing cooperative.
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