Qin Fan still took out 5,000 and gave it to his mother, but he discussed it with his mother, and told Qin's father that he borrowed it from a colleague, and told his mother to give it in batches, Qin Fan knew what kind of character his old man was.

is very generous to outsiders, that is, Qin Fan's collection of stamps and villain books has also given him a lot of people, some are still out of print, for this reason, Qin Fan also quarreled with Qin's father before, and he was often so angry that he vomited blood, but in his eyes, it was all children's play, and if he gave it, he would send it.

"Tell me honestly, where did you make so much money?" Qin's mother asked with round eyes, seeing that her son took out so much money casually, Qin's mother felt a little weak.

"I earned 2,000 by designing for others, more than 1,000 by painting signs, and more than 2,000 by helping others make banners. Qin Fan was afraid of scaring his mother, so he deliberately concealed the truth, and that's it, he still scared Qin's mother.

"Who would be so stupid to give you so much money?" asked Qin's mother, patting her chest.

"Mom, it's not like it's better to sell tea and eggs than to engage in missiles, some people just make money easily, and it's all a business that you look down on, or something you don't care about, such as the tattered Tian Datou in our city, do you know how much money he earns a year?"

"How much?" Although Qin's mother knows a little about these things in society, she is not so clear.

"Fifty or sixty thousand, I didn't expect it. Qin Fan estimated and said the number.

"Fake, you coax me. Qin Ma didn't believe it. Can those who collect rags earn four or five thousand a month? Qin Fan smiled, feeling that he was talking about less, the real Tian Da made a profit of more than 100,000 yuan a year, but later there were more people who collected rags, and the profits were only as good as a year, but at this time, he was the only one in this industry.

"Then the old lady who sells tea and eggs at the gate of your school, and the small vendor who sells some small snacks, do you know how much money they make every month?" Qin Fan thought for a while and asked.

"I know, I've heard from my colleagues that they can earn two or three hundred a month. Qin's mother said uncertainly.

Qin Fan stretched out his hand and said, "I can earn four or five hundred." ”

"So much?" Qin's mother didn't believe it, this was beyond her cognition, so Qin Fan calculated an account for her, the old lady could sell three or four hundred eggs a day from morning to night, and a tea egg could be sold for five cents, and she could sell it for more than ten yuan a day. It's not that I don't know, but I'm shocked.

Mother Qin muttered, "This is more than we earn at work." "Although teachers' salaries have been raised a lot, more than 100 points per month, and the price of everything has increased this year, it is obvious that there is not enough money to spend.

"How do you know this?" Qin's mother asked her son, wondering that he knew more than she did when he went to school every day.

"The people who go to the restaurant to eat are right, and most of the people who eat at my grandfather's place are also this kind of people, you think they are all leaders of some units, or big business. Qin Fan is really right, like Tian Datou just mentioned, not to mention every day, it is also three days to run to the restaurant, one is that the grandfather's cooking is really delicious, and the other is that Tian Datou took a fancy to a waiter in the store.

Qin's mother counted the money in her hand again, but she felt uncomfortable, Qin's father's hometown was like a bottomless pit, after spending the two of them, and now she had to spend the money earned by her son, everyone knew that the family was in difficulty, and tried to go out to earn money, the children in the second uncle's family were already adults, but they only knew that they could open their mouths for food and stretch out their hands for clothes, and they only knew that they would ask for money.

The more Qin's mother thought about it, the more uncomfortable she became, and she sat on the edge of the bed, covering her face with her hands and crying.

Qin's father, who had just gotten off work, ran over when he heard the sound, pushed the door and saw Qin's mother crying, Qin Fan stood there in a daze, indiscriminately, fanned his son's ear scraper, and scolded in his mouth: "I let you make your mother angry, I let you make your mother sad." There was a crackling beating, and Qin Fan was almost stunned.

Qin's mother screamed and pounced, beating Qin's father, crying: "You made me angry! You made me sad! Woo woo......"

Qin Fan slipped out of the room, only to hear Qin's father coaxing Qin's mother in a low voice, standing in the courtyard and touching his head and thinking: What is this called. Both of them are inexplicable, and it seems that this fight was in vain. The mother's cry in the room grew weaker and quieter, but the reproach became louder.

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The business of the second store is not good, and it is much worse than the main store.

Qin Fan asked Lingling carefully, who were the people who came in to eat, there were many of those kinds of set meals, and there were few of those kinds of set meals.

"It's all about the same, only those regular customers who come from the old store order one or two tables every day, and the rest of the customers just come in to have a look, and most of them shake their heads and leave when they see the prices. Lingling smiled bitterly.

It shouldn't be, Qin Fan was puzzled in his heart, when he decided to open the second store, he also inspected the surrounding area, surrounded by Huangmei Troupe, Gao'an Second People's Hospital, Huangmei Theater, County Cultural Center and other units, and a little farther away is the Workers' Cultural Palace and Gao'an Paper Mill.

Grandpa walked over with the purple clay pot given by Qin Fan, listened to Qin Fan's analysis, smiled and said: "You only see that there are so many units around, then you didn't expect that these units have their own canteens, and the benefits of these units are not so good, even the leaders of those units dare not come here to eat." ”

Qin Fan thought about it, the second store was opened on the side of the street, and the eyes of the people were bright, and the leaders came here to eat, didn't they look for a poke. Fortunately, the head office is in the alley, which is more hidden.

"Change, remove the big table on the street, change it all to train seats, change the set meal system to an order system, push a special dish every day, and push some discount coupons. Qin Fan immediately decided.

"Do you want to close for a few days for renovations?" asked Lingling.

"After the seats and tables are done outside, just change them directly, and there is no need to close down. Qin Fan said with a smile.

Qin Fan remembered something again, and said to Zhang Lingling: "In a few days, I will print a batch of leaflets, and you will take the waiters in the store to send them to several surrounding units." ”

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Two days later, Qin's father carried his black leather bag again, preparing to go on a business trip. Qin's mother was anxious and asked, "Didn't you borrow the money, why do you still have to do that?"

Dad Qin heard that she had misunderstood, so he hurriedly put on a smile and explained: "Yesterday, an old customer from other places, a car of paint brushes, found me and wanted me to help him sell it. ”

Qin's mother still asked suspiciously, "You're really not looking for your classmate?"

"Then what can I do, this time I will take him to the following counties and towns. Dad Qin continued to explain that he was also under a lot of pressure in the past few days, after all, he had to repay the borrowed money, and he even wanted to sneak two trips without telling his wife. As for what those people in the unit should say, let him be.

It's just that I'm afraid that my wife will be angry, and I made my own decisions without consulting her about the affairs of my family, which really hurt her heart.

That day, I beat my son in a daze, and after listening to my wife's explanation, I was also distressed.

Qin's mother was silent for a moment, and suddenly scolded: "What kind of life is this, the old ones don't have a home, and the young ones don't have a home." ”