Brother Liu came over on his bicycle, and Jiang Yiyi gave him the mixed cold noodles. "This is a thank you gift. I still need to find Brother Liu."
Hearing her words, Brother Liu took the enamelware pot instead of refusing. "What's the matter? Tell me."
Jiang Yiyi lowered her voice, "I want to make fifty more pans."
Fifty?
Brother Liu was surprised.
"Don't worry, Brother Liu can make it within three days and send it to the west of the city. I rented a house there and plan to sell Liangpi for wholesale."
Brother Liu looked at her a few more times. She actually rented a house in the county town in just a few days. That was a lot of money. Should we say that she is a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, or that ignorance is bliss?
But no matter which one it was, Brother Liu admired her very much. He had seen many beautiful girls, and Jiang Yiyi, who was beautiful and good at business, was the first one.
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After selling for only ten minutes, Jiang Yiyi packed up her stall and went to the gate of the No. 1 Middle School in the county. She mixed a portion and gave it to the gatekeeper. Without her saying anything, the gatekeeper happily called Jiang Jinzhong out.
"Sister, I don't need to eat cold noodles every day, I can just eat steamed buns."
Steamed buns cost two yuan each, and he could eat four of them to feel full for only a few yuan. A serving of cold noodles cost three cents.
"I have rented a house in the county, and I am planning to expand my cold noodle business. My elder brother and his wife are coming to help and will live here for a long time. From now on, I will ask my elder sister-in-law to cook for you in different ways at noon."
The rented place was a bit far from the No. 1 Middle School in the county, and Jiang Jinzhong wasted time running back and forth.
Jiang Jinzhong was very surprised.
Bai Jun came out of the school. He had just finished his lunch and wanted to take advantage of the lunch time to go to Xinhua Bookstore to buy books. Before he went out, he saw Jiang Yiyi. He subconsciously hid behind the wall of the guard room and listened to their conversation.
Although he had fifty yuan in his hand, he did not dare to spend it carelessly. He only dared to eat in the cafeteria every day. The food in the cafeteria was really hard to swallow. Every time he ate, he would curse Jiang Yiyi hundreds of times in his heart. If Jiang Yiyi had not suddenly changed, he would still eat the food in the state-owned restaurant.
When she heard that Jiang Yiyi was actually selling cold noodles as a self-employed person, she sneered. She regretted it when she left him, a potential stock with a bright future, to be a self-employed person instead.
Looking at Jiang Yiyi's cheerful smile and thinking of her insult to him that day, he wanted to walk out with a haughty look on his face, throw a dollar to buy cold noodles in Jiang Yiyi's face, and tell her not to give the rest of the money. However, he still owed Jiang Yiyi money and did not dare to go out.
After spitting on the ground, Bai Jun turned around and tried to go back, but he happened to see the security guard eating with great enjoyment. The food looked crystal clear, something he had never seen before. He looked at the door again, and Jiang Jinzhong also picked up a chopstick, the same as the doorman's.
Is this thing called Liangpi?
Bai Jun swallowed his water subconsciously, then moved his body and walked sideways into the guard room, "Uncle, please buy me some cold noodles."
The gatekeeper was reluctant to finish only one bite, and put down his chopsticks to savor the food. Upon hearing his words, he took the money and went out with a smile. Jiang Yiyi would always give him food, which made him feel embarrassed and he was eager to help Jiang Yiyi sell some.
After a while, she came back with the cold noodles. "The enamel pot needs a deposit of one dollar. I know the girl at the counter. I didn't ask for a deposit. After you finish eating, wash it and bring it to me. I'll give it to her tomorrow."
Bai Jun didn't eat it for himself, he wanted to curry favor with Qin Lan. He had no excuse to go to Qin Lan these days, and now was his chance.
After Jiang Yiyi left, Bai Jun left the school, carrying the cold noodles, and hurried to Qin Lan's rented room and knocked on the door. "Who is it?"
Qin Lan's lazy voice came from inside the house.
"I am the White Army."
The room was quiet for a while, and Qin Lan came out quickly. She changed into a skirt and wore white sandals on her feet.
Bai Jun was panting, with beads of sweat dripping down his forehead, but he didn't go in. "There's a guy selling cold noodles outside the school gate. I saw something rare and bought one for you. Thank you for lending me the money."
Qin Lan was overjoyed. Bai Jun hadn't made any move in the past two days, and she was worried about how to contact him.
"I can't eat so much, the rest will be wasted. Have you eaten yet? If not, come in and eat together."
This suited his wishes very well. Bai Jun suppressed his excitement and said, "I haven't had time to eat yet. You bring it in first and eat it. I'll go back to read and eat when you have some left."
"How can that be possible?"
Qin Lan reached out and pulled him. Her fair little hand seemed to be on fire. Bai Jun's body trembled a little and he followed Qin Lan into the house.
The room was very clean. On the table were the skin care products used by Qin Lan. The cover seemed to be loose and there was a fragrance. Bai Jun felt a little dizzy, perhaps because of the fragrance.
Qin Lan asked him to sit down, took another bowl, and gave most of it to Bai Jun, "Eat more."
Bai Jun's heart was pounding, those skin care products alone were worth a lot of money. Qin Lan didn't lie, her family was indeed rich. If he could hook her up, not only could he easily pay back Jiang Yiyi's money, he wouldn't have to worry about the cost of college.
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Jiang Yiyi bought another thirty large dumplings and returned to the rented place. Everyone was still working, sweating profusely and working very hard.
Jiang Yiyi asked everyone to stop, made some cold noodles, and asked them to add cucumber, gluten and chili oil themselves, and add two servings per person.
It was the first time for everyone to see the crystal clear cold noodles, so they didn't hesitate to pick up the enamel pots and find a cool place to eat them.
Jiang Yiyi mixed the soup for Jiang's father and Jiang Jinfeng and handed it to them. "Dad and big brother, eat first. I'll go collect the money."
It’s almost time, there should be no one at Zhang Mei’s place.
The weather was so hot, and his daughter had to run around. Father Jiang felt very distressed, but he could not help much. He just told her, "Don't be too tired. Your health is important."
Jiang Yiyi agreed with a smile.
At the gate of the textile factory, Zhang Mei looked around with a handful of money in her hand. When she saw Jiang Yiyi, she excitedly ran over to her and said, "Yiyi, I've sold all of them."
She earned five dollars in just one afternoon, which was more than she earned in a month. How could she not be excited?
Jiang Yiyi smiled and congratulated her. Zhang Mei handed her the money she had counted on her hands, "Here's twenty-five, count it."
Jiang Yiyi counted and agreed to have the food delivered to her at 10 o'clock tomorrow morning. Seeing her running away excitedly with the food, he turned a tricycle and went to deliver the cold noodles to Cui Yong.
Cui Yong had been waiting eagerly, and there was a woman standing next to him.
"Jiang Mei, this is my wife. She's idle at home. Do you think it's okay for me to sell cold noodles with you?"
Yesterday he thought about it again and again, and he was really reluctant to give up such a good opportunity, but he didn't want to give up this business either, so he went home and told his wife about it. When she heard that he could make so much money, she agreed and came early today to wait for Jiang Yiyi.
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