Oops! Little girl, even if I don't plan to marry you in the future, it's not something you can be sarcastic about, look at Lao Tzu...

Before Wan Feng could figure out how to clean up Liang Hua, Zhang Hai had already picked up Wan Feng's work and admired Wan Feng's authentic works like crocodile crawling.

"Does this thing work?"

"Tomorrow I will copy a hundred copies of red paper and paste one copy from all the nearby communes and brigades, but I don't know if it will work. ”

Zhang Hai was depressed, it turns out that you don't know if it works!

"If it doesn't work, it's a wasted effort, and a hundred pieces of red paper are worth three dollars. ”

You see he's settled the accounts here.

It doesn't matter if it's useless, it's impossible to drop, and how much Wan Feng can manage, he doesn't know the bottom in his heart.

July 10, 80, the twenty-eighth lunar calendar.

Today is the Lonely Mountain Bazaar.

At half past six in the morning, Wan Feng got up, and came to Lao Li's house with his schoolbag, and today he was going to Gushan Luan Feng was waiting for him at her grandmother's house.

Today is also the day of Luan Feng's apprenticeship, she spent the last morning in the ready-to-wear group of the Gushan Supply and Marketing Cooperative, and then went home.

Luan Feng was already waiting for Wan Feng at the door of Lao Li's house, and when he saw Wan Feng carrying a schoolbag, he asked strangely, "Why are you carrying a schoolbag?"

"Go make money, there's no money to spend fart, how are you practicing your car skills this month?"

"I've been very good at driving. "Luan Feng has a mule, and the donkey doesn't brag about it.

"Really?"

"Of course it is. ”

"Alright, carry me. ”

Luan Feng's eyes blinked twice, how did she feel that something was wrong?

"I didn't carry anyone!"

"I'm not going to take it after today, get out of the way!"

Luan Feng is taller than Wan Feng, the saddle is not stressful at all, she rides nervously, she really has never carried people on a bicycle.

"Did you come up?" Why didn't the goods move for a long time.

"It's coming in the morning, just ride well and don't get me in the ditch. ”

Ahh

Hearing that Wan Feng got into the car, Luan Feng's hand shook for a while.

It seems that there is not much difference between carrying a person and not carrying a person!

Luan Feng rode to Heyan Village in one go, Wan Feng got off here, and he wanted to go to Xiao Jun's house.

"I'll pick you up at noon. ”

After seeing Luan Feng leave, Wan Feng came to Xiao Jun's house.

Xiao Jun didn't sleep lazy today, but he was receiving criticism from his mother who was foaming, and he didn't know what trouble was going on with this thing.

Seeing Wan Feng coming, his mother restrained a little, but her face didn't look much better.

Xiao Jun saw Wan Feng as if he had seen a savior, and he didn't care what his mother's attitude was, he ran out and pulled Wan Feng away.

"What are you doing with a school bag?"

"Make money!"

"How do you make money?"

"You just follow me this morning, watch how I make money, and learn a little. ”

Can you make money with a school bag on your back?

The two went to the bazaar and found a place at the entrance to the bazaar.

Wan Feng first took out four large sheets of kraft paper from his schoolbag and spread them on the ground.

This is a cement bag of kraft paper, spread on the ground with an area of three or four meters.

After the kraft paper was laid, Wan Feng took out the villain books from his schoolbag one by one and stacked them neatly on the kraft paper.

"Damn, you have so many little books!" Xiao Jun's eyes widened.

"Cut, that's only half of that, and I'm still half at home. ”

After the book was placed, Wan Feng took out a blank piece of paper from his schoolbag and put it in an empty place on the bookshelf, on which seven words were written: rent a book, a penny a copy.

"Do you understand?"

Xiao Jun's eyes looked confused.

I don't know where to use this spiritual head.

The location where they were happened to be the entrance to the market, and it was the time for people to enter the market, and the entrance was bustling, and almost everyone looked at Wan Feng's bookstall in amazement.

Adults show little interest in villain books, but children don't.

"Is this a sale of your villain's book?"

Wan Feng also had to explain: "It's not for sale, it's for rent." ”

"What does it mean to rent?"

"My little book is a penny a piece, that is, you give me a penny, you can read a book here, you can only read it here and can't take it, I understand. ”

"You can read a copy for a penny?" the child didn't seem to believe it.

"Of course. ”

The child cheered, turned around and ran away without a trace.

Xiao Jun also figured it out and asked worriedly, "Can this work?"

"Just look at it, and when it's crowded, you can show it to me, and don't let people take my little book away. ”

"They dare!" Xiao Jun snorted.

About ten minutes later, the child who had just asked him ran back in a hurry, followed by five or six children.

"Look, I'm not lying to you, there are people who rent villain books here, and they pay a penny to read a book. ”

The other five or six children were all in their teens, and their eyes were shining with snot and blindness.

"Is it really a penny to read a copy?" asked Wan Feng with a face that still didn't believe it.

"Yes! ”

The child who asked Wan Feng raised his hand and slapped a two-cent coin into Wan Feng's hand: "I read two books, watch the war." ”

Wan Feng enthusiastically introduced two books to him, and the child sat on a stone behind Wan Feng with one in his hand and one in his armpit to read it intently.

The rest of the children also took out their money, each with a minimum of two cents and a maximum of five cents.

In the blink of an eye, Wan Feng gained a dime and a half cents.

Xiao Jun gasped, this thing can really make money!

There are leaders and those who blindly follow to join in the fun, and some people squat down in front of Wan Feng's bookstall from time to time to inquire.

Wan Feng took the trouble to explain, and then someone left, and someone sat down.

More than a meter behind Wan Feng was a stone wall one person high, and after a while, the people who were sitting or squatting under the wall had a villain book in their hands.

Xiao Jun patrolled back and forth with his hands behind his back like a chengguan, for fear that he would be driven out of Baiji if he was not careful.

By the time it was more than nine o'clock, the wall behind Wan Feng was already full of people, and there were even two old men in the middle.

These two old men are not croppers at first glance, they are estimated to be retired cadres, and they are not cadres who wear polyester cards in this summer.

Wan Feng looked funny, and said that the old child and the old child were really true, the old man read the villain's book, and he shook his head when he saw it.

The advantage of renting books on site is that the utilization rate of books is high, and a book may be rented out again in a blink of an eye.

This morning, Wan Feng and Xiao Jun were busy enough.

At noon, Wan Feng shouted: "Close the stall, close the stall, let's see it in the afternoon." ”

There are children who are reluctant to give up: "Are you still here in the afternoon?"

"In the afternoon, you go to the small lonely mountain east of the car repair shop of the supply and marketing cooperatives to rent, and the stall is set up there. ”

After all the readers left, Wan Feng put away the book and began to settle accounts.