I don't know if Peng Qiuyan is really unable to think of what to buy to invite everyone's guests, or because she is really understanding.

The two hundred yuan that Huang Pingfan gave her, she directly exchanged it into change and sent it to her classmates.

Fifty people, two hundred dollars.

Huang Pingfan made the host, and Peng Qiuyan gave the extra four yuan directly to the class leader, and said that the class leader is the hardest one in the class, so there must be one more.

So, at noon, Huang Pingfan saw a lot of classmates in front of his booth.

What's even more terrifying is that many classmates brought their fellow villagers, new friends and old friends to patronize Huang Pingfan's bun stall.

It was only half an hour of hustle and bustle, and Huang Pingfan saw more than 20 students in his class.

"Huang Pingfan, four-dollar buns. ”

"Oh, our classmates have come to buy steamed buns in person. Thank you, thank you! Thank you for your support! Come, four yuan buns, that's eight, since it's the first time my classmates have come in person, I have to give a few more.

Come on, come on, it's twenty buns, take it. If you think the taste is okay, you can cheer up more in the future! Thank you, thank you!"

Many, many onlookers around were frightened by Huang Pingfan's crazy operation.

They almost unanimously agreed that this Huang Pingfan was definitely a rich second generation who didn't understand grains at all.

He is not selling buns or doing business at all, this is simply a loser.

At the beginning, many people thought that Huang Pingfan's big delivery was only for a very small number of one or two people.

Soon, however, the onlookers became completely numb.

A classmate, Huang Pingfan is desperately sending.

Two classmates, Huang Pingfan is still desperately sending.

In the end, there were twenty of them, and he was still sending them to death.

They seem to have seen the picture of Huang Pingfan's tearful Guan Zhang Daji.

"Such a person, who also comes to do business, is simply a mosquito [incredible meaning]. ”

"Yes, if I gave birth to such a loser, I would have to strangle me to death!"

......

There are a lot of rumors around, but Huang Pingfan doesn't seem to have heard a word, he still does his own thing.

As long as you are in the same class, as long as it is the first time to sell buns in person, no matter how much money you give, he will give you 20 buns.

Liu Hong came early, but because Huang Pingfan's booth was really crowded, she never left.

She stood silently by Huang Pingfan's side like this, helping him deal with the guests coming and going, so that Huang Pingfan would not be overwhelmed.

Half an hour, just half an hour before school, Huang Pingfan's steamed bun stall sold nearly a thousand steamed buns.

Or to be more precise, even selling and sending, his steamed bun stall has exported nearly a thousand steamed buns in total.

At noon today, this is the most prosperous situation since Huang Pingfan sold steamed buns, and Huang Pingfan was very happy in his heart.

But at this time, Liu Hong said to Huang Pingfan worriedly: "Huang Pingfan, you, you, what's wrong today? Do you feel that the business can't go on, and you plan to break the jar?"

"Hehe......"

Huang Pingfan stared at Liu Hong for a while, and really wanted to ask, classmate, do you like me.

But he was afraid that such a simple, direct, and rude question would scare away the good helper who had finally volunteered to help, so he just smiled, and then personally took a bun for her and tore the bottom of the pad.

"Come, eat a bun, you must be hungry after helping for so long, right?"

Liu Hong was very angry, but when he saw that Huang Pingfan was so gentle, he had to take the bun honestly.

It's just that she was angry in her heart, and she couldn't see an endless loser like Huang Pingfan, so she just took it and didn't eat it.

"Eat, eat, I'll pour you water. ”

Huang Pingfan said, he also took a bun for himself and stuffed it directly into his mouth. Then he stood up and went into the living room to pour water.

"Sit down, I'll pour you water. Liu Hong glared at him, then quickly got up and walked into the living room.

Seeing the two glasses of water on the table, Huang Pingfan was inexplicably moved: classmates are really the nickname for the purest and most friendly friendship in the world.

"Liu Hong, you must think that I, today's uncontrolled delivery, is a very loser's behavior, right?" Huang Pingfan said to Liu Hong with a smile while holding a water cup.

"Isn't it?" Liu Hong was a little angry, on the one hand, because of her own feelings, and on the other hand, because she heard the discussion of many people around her.

Huang Pingfan didn't explain anything directly, but said to her: "Hehe, you count first, let's get at noon." ”

Liu Hong stared at Huang Pingfan suspiciously for a while, and then began to count money.

"There are five hundred dollars in the box. Liu Hong didn't know what the money represented, so she reported it directly.

"Then get rid of the 100 yuan that I put in to find change, and the sales at noon today will be 400 yuan.

I only had a thousand buns at noon, and there were dozens more in the basket.

In the past, the price of selling steamed buns with Xiao Mingrui was a dime a bun.

Although, now these buns are a little more particular about the materials and a little more expensive.

But no matter how expensive it is, it is impossible to reach a dime a bun.

Do the math, what is the cost of a thousand buns?"

"A hundred bucks. Liu Hong blurted out and quoted the cost price of a thousand buns.

"At the cost of one hundred yuan, I got a sales quota of four hundred yuan, did I lose money?" asked Huang Pingfan with a smile.

"Huh?"

Liu Hong couldn't believe her ears, and she couldn't imagine that Huang Pingfan, who made her worried, not only did not lose a little money, but also earned 300 yuan.

What's wrong with this world?

Like him, it seems, he doesn't know how to do business at all, but is just a strong loser, but he actually earned a month's salary of an average teacher for a month and a half in such a simple and easy way.

All this, in Liu Hong's opinion, is simply too fake to be fake, Liu Hong is a little skeptical, whether he is in a dream now, everything is just a dream bubble.

"This little money, in fact, is not the most important, the most important thing is to advertise, brush up fame, and pave the way for a firm foothold in the future.

Do you think, today, the classmates who took so many of my buns will not even have a caring person?

There are 20 students, as long as there are so many of them who can remember our friendship, then in the future, they will definitely be the first to think of us when they want to buy steamed buns.

Even if other people eat and wipe clean, regardless of our goodness, in fact, in the hearts of those outsiders just now, they have become our living advertisements.

Besides, if I give so many buns, they can't eat so much at once, and they will definitely share them with others.

Although our buns, so far, the taste is not much more than the canteen.

But at least it's not worse than others, right?"

"You, you're deliberately giving a little more, so that they can share it with a lot of people.

Those who have eaten your buns know that your buns taste good, and they don't even bother to go to the canteen for breakfast in the future, and settle it directly with you, right?"

"Yes, yes, the children can be taught. Huang Pingfan nodded with a smile.

"Ah, I see, then you're really yin. Whether others have the intention or no intention to help you, they have actually helped you unconsciously. Liu Hong looked at Huang Pingfan's eyes, full of admiration.

"Hehe, it's actually not a conspiracy, it's a conspiracy, an upright and upright conspiracy.

I just kindly gave buns to my classmates, this is just a little careful, is there something wrong?

If they think I'm a conspiracy, and eat all 20 buns by myself, won't my plan succeed?

Or, they're a little worse. Not only did I not give it away, but I didn't even eat it myself, and threw it directly into the trash, which was not bad, and my plan also failed to succeed. ”

"Hehe......" Liu Hong smiled happily.