After returning to school after lunch, Wan Feng took the project booklet and looked at it, and was disappointed to find that the long-distance running event was only 1,500 meters, not even 3,000 meters.

In desperation, he reported 1,500 meters and then added another 800 meters.

Now that the school is going to hold a sports day, the campus is immediately replaced by an atmosphere of developing sports, with countless people running around the playground and even afternoon classes starting to be dispensable.

Of course, Wan Feng will not go to the playground to run stupidly, it will only be two days before the sports meeting, if he runs stupidly in the past two days, his thighs will hurt, and on the day of the sports meeting, he will only have to eat soil.

Besides, he has full confidence in his long-distance running strength, not to mention that he didn't throw down the exercise, even if he doesn't practice, he won't feel that there is anyone who is his opponent.

Every morning when he works out on the beach by the river, he usually starts by running a long distance around the beach.

Xu Yesi's attention was attracted by the sports day, but in the afternoon, after school, more books were delivered, but fewer people rented books.

This is not good news for Wan Feng, the only good news is probably that today's villain book has not been destroyed.

Liu Shengguang's attention also shifted to the sports meeting?

About half of the books I had accumulated today were about half, and seventy or eighty were almost full of that wooden box.

Sports meetings usually bring endless business opportunities, and Wan Feng spent a long time thinking about what he could do to make money in this sports meeting of Jiangwei School.

Thinking about it, there seems to be no other way to make money other than selling popsicles.

Of course, he can also bring his villain book to the school to rent it on the spot, and rent it in the school's playground to read.

But the problem of such an impact dispelled this idea.

There is a Blue Mountain Farm between the Warrior Commune and Hongya County, and the Blue Mountain Farm has a Xiaoice stick factory, and the products of the popsicle factory at that time were mainly sold to the county seat, and only the commune-level supply and marketing cooperatives appeared in the rural market.

He had an impression of this before, and when he was repairing a bicycle in Gushan a few days ago, he specially verified this matter when he bought popsicles at the supply and marketing cooperative.

The distance from the Jiangwei Brigade to the Blue Mountain Farm was about fifteen miles, and Wan Feng felt that he could compare and compare.

The next day he turned out a wooden box at his grandmother's house, and without white paint, he pasted the surface of the box with white paper, and cut two red popsicles with red paper and pasted them behind the box.

Then Grandma Guan asked for a quilt to spread in the box.

After an hour of blind work, a simple soil incubator is complete.

He carefully studied the school's competition procedures, the sports meeting was expected to be held for a day and a half, the first day was the field competition and competition events of the lower class A and group B, and the competition he reported was on Sunday morning, so he almost played soy sauce on Saturday.

Wan Feng is committed to turning soy sauce into popsicle sellers, how can he not earn a piece or two at noon.

In the blink of an eye, two days have passed.

Saturday, May 24, 80.

At eight o'clock in the morning, the sports meeting of Jiangwei School was successfully held.

After the opening speech was delivered by the director of education on the stage, the sonorous athletes' march reverberated over the school.

The first two teams were made up of students with white shirts and blue pants specially selected by the school, and they walked neatly to the head of the entrance team with red scarves around their necks. The next costumes are green and yellow, and there are clothes of any color.

Wan Feng was wearing a short sleeve, and he walked in the team, looking up at the bright sun in the sky from time to time, and his heart was full of joy at the same time.

You just have to keep the sun in this state until two o'clock in the afternoon, during which time he promises to dispose of all his goods, and after two o'clock it is none of his business whether it will be windy, rainy or hail.

After the entrance ceremony, the next step was to compete in various competitions, and the registered students came on the field with radiance on their faces.

Wan Feng went to say hello to Zhou Xiaowen.

Although it is a sports day, students are not allowed to run blindly on their own.

"Where are you going?" Zhou Xiaowen didn't seem to understand Wan Feng's words, and asked with a wink.

"I'm going to go out and come back in about an hour. ”

"You can't get lost, can you?"

"Teacher, do you think I look like I'm lost?"

Zhou Xiaowen thought for a while: "Then you go and come back quickly, don't have anything wrong." ”

With the promise of the homeroom teacher, Wan Feng descended the mountain like a wild horse and came to Xu Bin's house.

He came in the morning on his bicycle, and of course he couldn't ride to school.

Riding his bicycle, Wan Feng ran in the direction of the Warrior Commune.

From the Warrior Commune through the Wu Family Brigade, the Pingshan Brigade, the Jiangwei Brigade to the Huang Hui Brigade of the Black Reef Commune, a township-level road that was only built last year connects the Warrior Commune and the Black Reef Commune.

Compared to the country roads of the time, this road was already a slippery road at that time.

There are eight miles of land from Jiangwei to the seat of government of the Warrior Commune, and six miles from the Warrior to the Blue Mountain, this is the road Wanfeng has to take.

Wan Feng walked this road for nearly forty minutes, and at nearly nine o'clock he came to the Blue Mountain Farm.

Blue Mountain Farm is a state-owned farm, one of only two state-owned farms in Hongya County, and at that time Blue Mountain Farm was a place with a high level of local industry, with many small factories of all kinds.

For example, machinery factories, grass products factories, printing and dyeing factories, popsicle factories, dairy factories and the Shuo material factory that is being built this year.

Blue Mountain Farm is a very rich place in Hongya County, and it is very famous within a radius of 100 miles.

Asking for directions, under a small hill, he found the Blue Mountain Farm Popsicle Factory.

At this time, the popsicle factories are very deserted, and their busy season is before 8 o'clock in the morning, and the shops and stalls in the city come to pick up their goods in the morning, and the people in charge of selling to the popsicles factory have nothing to do after this wave of peaks.

There was only a middle-aged woman in her thirties in the billing room, who looked listless as if she hadn't woken up, and when she saw Wan Feng come in, she raised her eyelids and glanced at Wan Feng.

"Auntie, I'm going to buy popsicles. ”

"How much to buy?" the middle-aged woman's tone estimated that the popsicles were cold.

"Auntie, it's my first time here, how do you sell popsicles in your factory?"

"One penny, one hundred and twenty. ”

This Wan Feng understands that if you spend a hundred popsicles in the popsicle factory, the popsicle factory will pay you one hundred and twenty popsicles.

Wan Feng calculated: "Then I'll buy a hundred first." As he spoke, he took out a dollar.

The person who received the money wrote a hundred words on a white slip and threw it to Wan Feng: "Go to the warehouse to pick up the goods, there are people there." ”

The shipping warehouse of the popsicle factory is located at the back of the factory, with its back to the sun, and the reason why it is facing away from the sun is because it is convenient to keep warm.

Wan Feng came here with a bicycle.