Without him saying it aloud, Han Fei could already read the meaning in his eyes, which was nothing more than "You? You can give me six thousand?"
"Today, Lao Xu and I set up a stall at the entrance of Xiaoshan School."
"oh."
He had already heard about it from the third brother.
"Guess how much net profit I made today?"
"one thousand?"
"Let's guess further up the chain."
"two thousand?"
"Let's guess further up the chain."
"Three thousand?"
"About three thousand."
"oh."
Don't you think I'm amazing?
As a grandfather, he desperately needs his eldest grandson's adoring gaze.
But Han Fei received only a calm, expressionless look from Han Chengda: "You think you're so great? You may have forgotten that at first, nobody bought your candied hawthorns."
Han Fei was taken aback.
"It was the third brother who helped you."
Han Fei immediately understood. At first, the children didn't even want to look at the candied hawthorns because of their appearance, but later they suddenly seemed to be fighting over them like crazy. This must have been due to the efforts of the third child.
"He helped, but it's undeniable that my candied hawthorns are also effective at keeping people coming back. Once they've tried them, they'll buy them again."
"Do you think you can keep earning three thousand every day?"
"Of course not, that's why I need you to work for me. You want money, I'll give you money. You might as well work for your own grandfather than for someone else, don't you think?"
“Okay, pay first.” Han Chengda held out his hand to him.
Han Fei was annoyed: "Who pays wages before they start working?"
“You said yourself that you are my grandfather, so give me the money first.”
Seeing that Han Chengda's expression wasn't as cold as before, Han Fei felt this was an opportunity to ease tensions, so he steeled himself and actually took out six thousand yuan.
Han Chengda was slightly taken aback, not expecting him to actually give it to him.
“I know you don’t trust me. You’re afraid I’m an unreliable grandpa, so you want to make money. Money can give you a sense of security, so keep this money safe. You’ll have more money in the future, and I hope that then you’ll have a complete sense of security and be able to let go of your heavy guard. Don’t be like the hairy crabs you like to eat, always carrying a protective shell.”
Han Chengda pursed his lips, put away the money, and walked to Old Man Xu's door. Suddenly, Han Chengda asked, "How did you know our preferences?"
He asked his younger siblings, but they didn't tell each other or reveal their preferences. After all, they had just met, so how could he possibly know what they liked to eat?
Those who knew what they liked to eat are all... gone.
Han Fei couldn't say he'd read it in a book, so he could only laugh and lie: "I didn't know what you liked to eat beforehand. I just went to the market to buy what I like. Later, when I saw what you liked, I realized what you liked. I can only say that we're grandfather and granddaughters, and you're like me, with the same tastes!"
Han Chengda sneered: "Like you? Like your irresponsibility?"
Han Fei: "..."
Han Fei and Old Man Xu's business was getting better and better. Gradually, some people began to imitate them, offering prices that were 30% cheaper. As a result, some elderly people who were greedy for bargains would buy the cheaper products.
But after buying it once, they would return to Han Fei and Old Man Xu's stall to buy candied hawthorns again.
"Old Han, you were right, those people are back to buy our candied hawthorns again."
Han Fei raised the corners of his mouth: "They just flattened it. The candied hawthorn is still sour and hard. Those with bad teeth will naturally come back to buy ours."
It was time for school to let out again. Old Han and Old Xu were gathered around a group of elementary school students. Han Chengshan passed by the candied hawthorn stall, waved to Han Fei, and left.
Old Xu lowered his voice: "You'll have to keep a close eye on this third brother; he's a troublemaker."
"Um?"
“When you went to pick up Xiaoqi, an old teacher from the school also came to our stall to buy candied hawthorns. He chatted with me for a bit, and we happened to talk about Xiaolaosan. He said that he had already received three disciplinary actions, and if he received another one, he would be expelled from school.”
The candied hawthorn business was doing well, and Han Fei had some spare money. Thinking that Xiao Wu and Xiao Qi in the book were very talented in acting, music, and dance, he took the two children to enroll in two extracurricular classes.
Xiao Qi is only three years old. Others were initially unwilling to take her in, since the child was too young to be easily managed. Fortunately, Xiao Wu stepped forward and said he could take good care of his younger sister. In addition, Xiao Qi has a sweet voice and is very talented. The extracurricular activity teacher appreciated her talent and took her in.
The interest class is held every Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday. Han Fei insists on not setting up a stall on Tuesdays and Thursdays and personally picks up Xiao Qi. Old Xu is reluctant to give up such a good business, so he chooses to set up the stall himself.
"I know about this matter." Han Fei's face darkened.
The candied hawthorn business was still booming; in less than an hour, the candied hawthorn was sold out again.
Under the children's pitiful gazes, Han Fei promised, "I will make another hundred skewers tomorrow, so you can all go home."
Back at Old Xu's self-built house, the aroma of food filled the air. Old Xu rubbed his hands together and chuckled, "Your little second son has cooked again!"
Han Fei rubbed his temples: "I don't know how many times I've told you, but you just won't listen!"
Although we are using electric slow cookers and induction cookers and not fire, what if we get burned?
Han Fei frowned as he walked into the kitchen. He saw the little girl standing on tiptoe, holding a small plate in one hand and a soup spoon in the other, carefully skimming the foam off the soup into the small plate.
Afraid that the little girl would burn herself, Han Fei stood still and didn't say anything until she saw the little girl finish what she was doing and put down the soup spoon and plate. Then he quickly walked over and pulled the little girl aside, away from the scalding soup.
He sighed, "Why can't you listen to me?"
Han Rou was startled at first, but when she saw that it was her grandfather, she showed a cool and carefree smile: "I want to help Grandpa with some things. I used to help Grandma wash and pick vegetables. I really like cooking!"
"Go and rest. Leave the rest to Grandpa. When you're a little older, if you still like cooking, Grandpa will send you to learn culinary arts."
Han Rou's eyes lit up. So, she'd be taking extracurricular classes like Xiao Qi?
Han Fei was surprised that Han Rou's eyes were so bright. It seemed that the little girl also wanted to learn something.
"I want to learn more useful skills so that I can earn money with them in the future."
"Don't learn something just to make money, but because you're interested in it; otherwise, it's meaningless."
"My interest is making money!"
Han Rou's eyebrows curved, and a pair of dimples were deeply sunken.
"By the way, I wanted to ask you, are you aware that Shan Xiaozhi received three disciplinary actions?"
"Did your third brother get punished?" Han Rou shook her head: "I haven't heard him mention it."
"Does your older brother know?"
“I’ve never heard my older brother mention this. Is it true that my third brother received three disciplinary actions? I heard from my classmates that last year a student received three disciplinary actions and was expelled on the fourth one.”
Han Rou and Han Chengshan did not attend the same primary school. Because Han Rou had better grades and was smarter, she was assigned to a better public primary school.
"Grandpa, who told you that?"
"Teachers at Shanxiaozi School".
After Old Xu finished telling the story, Han Fei kept it in mind. Later, whenever a teacher from the school came to buy candied hawthorns, he would ask about it. He asked several teachers and got the same answer: the boy had already received three disciplinary actions.
"I'm going to tell my older brother!"
Han Rou stomped her foot and rushed out of the kitchen.
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