Let’s talk about the open space outside the village committee, when I heard the diners say that the shredded radish is delicious, tourists gathered around.

In a blink of an eye, Chen Er sold more than thirty strings, and was so busy that he was sweating.

Another tourist said: "This thing is good, tastes good, and is clean and hygienic. The boss is a person who is very particular. He eats too many raw radish and has oligod belly, and the more he eats, the more he gets hungry."

When Chen Er first started this business, he directly used his hands and the farmers' hands. They looked very unpredictable. After Song Qingyun's reminder, he bought plastic gloves and changed his clothes. He cleaned his hair and beard, which looked very refreshing.

The man in Hongshi Village is handsome, and his image is not bad after he dealt with this.

Another tourist: "Why don't we go to Jianguo Inn to have a big pot of stir-frying there?"

"Don't worry, why don't you try my fried dumplings?" A voice came.

The tourists looked back and saw Chen Yidi riding a tricycle with a tricycle on the sound of wheels. There was a stove on the stove with fried dumplings. In addition to the pot and bowl, there were five or six small plastic stools on it.

Several tourists were all northerners and couldn't help but be overjoyed and said, "Dumplings are good, hurry up, let's put them all together."

Song Qingyun looked at it: "Chen Yidi, aren't you a seller of roasted sweet potatoes? Why did you get this?"

While busy working, Liu Yidi replied that not everyone likes to eat roasted sweet potatoes, but the profit is low.

Song Qingyun; "You can make dumplings, how does it taste?"

"The taste is just that. Anyway, the skin is thin and more sunken, so it's okay to add more meat."

The tourists all laughed: "You are right, adding more meat will definitely taste good."

The raw fried dumplings taste remarkable, but the ingredients are solid, and it is so satisfying to have a bite of oil.

A bite of dumplings and a bite of cold radish can satisfy hunger and relieve greasiness, and it is very happy.

Some people even went to Zhuhua to buy two bottles of white wine? Sitting on a plastic stool and talking about the mountains? The dumplings are like wine, the more you eat, the more you eat it.

The villagers who were scattering grass dragons next to him couldn't understand it? Didn't this dumpling be eaten in the morning? They were preparing to serve as a dish, so amazing? So amazing.

In the eyes of locals, dumplings are just snacks? They don’t even count as main meals? Not to mention they are used to serve wine.

It can be seen that the living habits of people in different places are different.

In addition to dumplings and wine, their appetite has also opened everyone's eyes.

The four of them sat down and bragged while drinking. They actually ate ten kilograms of fried dumplings. As for Chen Er's shredded radish in a washbasin, they ate it directly and saw it.

Looking at the four big men with skewed shapes, their stomachs were only slightly bulging, and I don’t know where to put so much food?

When he saw everyone's surprised eyes, one of them said proudly what this is. When he was eighteen years old, the highest record was that he ate 108 small buns, and he ate the tears of his parents, men and women. The family's financial conditions were not good? I was ate half of the eldest son to death.

While everyone was moved, they joked with Chen Xin: "Xindog? I heard that you ate twenty or thirty poached eggs for the first time when you went to your father-in-law's house? You are almost at a loss compared to others."

Chen Xin was embarrassed: "I was a little hungry at that time? I was eating a little faster? It was very embarrassing."

"You are Zhu Bajie going to Gaolaozhuang for a blind date!"

Everyone laughed.

Chen Er sold out the cold radish shredded radish. Seeing that it was still early, he went home and had another pot with him, and carried the load to set up the stall again.

This time he went to the bamboo flower convenience store.

The landscape stone at the entrance of the village is a check-in attraction. Many people are taking photos. When they hear his shouts and smell the fragrance, they all come around.

Suddenly, Chen Da's gloomy face flashed.

What kind of face is that? The corners of his mouth are tilted, with long saliva dragging, and one eye bulging into a triangle, which is simply the angrily eyed Vajra in the temple.

He screamed, waving his arms to drive away the tourists.

The tourists were afraid and retreated aside, looking from afar and dared not come over.

Chen Er: "Boss, what do you mean? You are determined to ruin my business?"

Chen Da turned up his upper lip, knocked his teeth up and down, and looked like he biting, but he showed a strange smile on his face.

Chen Er: "I'll tell you clearly. I'm going to make money. I want to take Xiaohua back. Whoever affects my money is to take my wife's hatred and can't beat him to death."

Chen Da was speechless, so he stretched out his neck and scratched his right palm on it, sneering, as if saying, Come on, chop me up?

"Cut you, you think I can't do it, that's what you ask for." Chen Er tightened the sharp bamboo stick in his hand, and a large blood vessel in his temple was beating.

Chen Da suddenly reached out to grab the handle of the load, stopped, looked at Chen Er with his eyes, and said: I am going to throw your stall out now, what can you do to me?

Chen Er shouted loudly: "Do you dare?" and he was about to stab the bamboo stick in his hand.

Suddenly, one hand reached over and pulled his arm hard.

It was Zhuhua. She had seen something wrong with these two brothers long ago, so she hurried out to persuade her.

Chen Er: "Zhuhua, please let me go. This dog is going to make trouble for me in the past two days. If I don't kill him, I can't do this business?"

Zhuhua: "All brothers, how can we get so grand? Only with harmony can we make money."

"Are me angry?"

"Ahhhhhh." Chen Da began to throw up the stall.

Zhuhua hurriedly pressed the pick and shouted: "Chen Da, calm down, go to other places to make trouble, don't make trouble at my door, I'm scolding. Chen Er, stop, otherwise I won't sell you soy sauce MSG."

"What's the matter? Chen Da, I'm here to help me, go and help me." A voice came, and it turned out that it was Liu Yonghua going home for lunch.

Liu Yonghua has a good character and a high prestige. Since he has come, the two brothers stopped angrily.

Chen Dazi went to the village committee to help, and Chen Er continued to sell cold radish shredded radish outside.

While squeezing the rice, Liu Yonghua sighed: "The love between middle-aged and elderly people is really deadly. For a woman more than 20 years ago, both brothers will cause death. What is love in the world?"

Zhuhua: "Are you also a middle-aged and elderly person? Why do you think of your female classmate abroad?"

Liu Yonghua stopped talking again.

Zhuhua also knew that she had said that, so she laughed and punched her husband: "I'm kidding you, by the way, are you going to the area tomorrow?"

"I'm going to go, I'll contact a bus after I finish my meal." Liu Yonghua speeded up the meal: "The grass will be tied up after waiting. It's enough for everyone to rehearse it in the afternoon. This peak season is here, and there are more and more tourists, so it's not OK to not solve the traffic problem."

Zhuhua smiled and said, "Song Qingyun, Uncle Zhenxin and you are really brave. You dare to go to the art fair venue. I read the news that there are many people going to go. The secretary of our city and several directors and ministers are going to go, and the secretary and mayor of the region are going to go too. If you go to make trouble, aren't you afraid that the leader will get angry and will beat you all?"

Liu Yonghua: "Uncle Zhenxin and I have thought about taking on this consequence. At worst, we will not be a party secretary and director. For our village, it doesn't matter whether we are a village cadre or not."

Zhuhua: "Who will you be the branch secretary or the director? Should you let Chen Jianguo be the branch secretary and Huang Erwa be the director of Jinhua?"

Speaking of this, she giggled.

Gong Zhu is really not worried about this. Hongshi Village has no talent. The branch secretary and director are really unable to be regarded as Gong Zhenxin and his own men.

Let’s talk about Chen Er and his brother having a long time of quarrel, and seeing that it was getting late, he ate the corn cakes he had prepared early for lunch and continued to do business.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the second basin of shredded radish was sold out, so I closed the stall and went home with satisfaction.

Chen Er and Chen Da live in an ancestral house, both in the same yard, and they don’t look up and see each other, both of them get tired of each other.

Fortunately, Chen Da set up grass dragons in the village in the afternoon, and saw everyone dancing dragons. If they were not at home, they wouldn’t have to be upset here.

Chen Er boiled the broth on the stove over a slow fire, and there were an old hen and two fast pigs' teeth.

When the fire door is opened, the milky white soup will gush in a moment.

The little carbohydrates that I ate for lunch didn't provide much calories, and he was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back.

He immediately shoveled up the old hen and pulled a chicken leg and chewed it.

After eating, he ate a cake with tea and felt comfortable. The broth is used with shredded radish, so he couldn't bear to drink it.

Chen Er began to count today's turnover, but he didn't have much cash, just a handful of cash, one hundred yuan, which made him slightly satisfied.

I went to check out WeChat's wallet again.

It didn't matter when he saw it, but he was shocked, with a turnover of 734.

In other words, he sold nearly four hundred shredded radish all day today.

This kind of business cost is small. The radish is grown in the field of your own, and a chicken is only about a hundred yuan. After deducting the expenses, the net profit is 500.

One month is more than ten thousand... and, with the arrival of the peak season, more and more tourists... Cough, there is no off-season in Hongshi Village, and there will be many people in winter.

After this year, I might even earn 200,000 to 300,000 yuan.

Become rich!

Chen Er's body was trembling as if he was shaking. He was a poor household. Not to mention the distance, just last year. One thousand yuan was an astronomical figure for him.

Twenty or three hundred thousand, I dare not even think about it in my dreams.

It turns out that making money is so simple!

Chen Er thought to himself: It doesn’t take long to wait. I can find the little flower in half a month. The reason why she left me back then was not because I was poor. Now that I am rich, I want her to live a life that she never dares to dream of. I just want to offer her like a Bodhisattva.

I have money, why should we farmers be poor all their lives?
Chapter completed!