Chapter Eighty-Five: Eat a Big Meal

Wan Feng taught them how to shout and how to shout.

"What's so embarrassing about this? I can't open my mouth!" Jiang Jun pretended to be on the side, and was kicked by Wan Feng.

"Why are you embarrassed when you steal things, and you're embarrassed to shout about selling popsicles? By the way, if someone asks us that we are students at that school, they will say that we are not students, we don't study, do you hear?"

Seeing that everyone was hesitating, Wan Feng added: "Don't take it seriously, tell you whether you have a big meal or drink the northwest wind at noon today is all on your mouth, don't shout that it must be sold slowly, you stand here first, and I will give you a demonstration first." ”

When they spoke, they had already come to the gathering place of the crowd, and Wan Feng asked the four of them to stand a little far away from the crowd for the time being, and walked to the crowd by themselves.

"Popsicle popsicle! A cold popsicle, two cents a piece, the popsicle is comfortable above the entrance to the bottom of the head, cool to the heels, go to the heat to heat stroke, there are those who buy it quickly, and if it is slow, it may be gone. ”

The climax of the game in the arena was repeated, and the adults and children who watched the excitement were also in full swing, and naturally they were sweating and blackened by the sun.

Wan Feng's throat was like a spring breeze and rain, and love was moist, and the eyes of men, women and children suddenly shot a magnificent light.

In the stunned eyes of Ma Huan, Xu Bin, Tan Chun, and Jiang Jun, the fifty popsicles in Wanfeng's wooden box were snapped up in the blink of an eye.

That's it!

Wan Feng walked back with the empty box, and said proudly: "Do you see it?" just sell it like this, and there are tens of millions of popsicles in the box, don't be driven out of the white collection when you are in a hurry, even if you sell it slowly, don't lose it, do you understand?"

"Understood. ”

"Don't have a conflict with people, come to me for something, okay, you guys, I'll go back and load the popsicles. ”

People who have just started to buy and sell have a fear that no one will buy things, and this psychology will especially affect their self-confidence. But as soon as the first business is done, the worries in my heart will disappear, and the self-confidence will slowly come up.

When Xu Bin, Tan Chun, and Jiang Jun each made their first business, everything else fell into place.

Ma Huan himself paid in the popsicle factory, although he had never sold anything on the field, but he was also embarrassed not to eat a bun at noon.

Jiang Jun was the one who was at ease among these people, and he soon found that selling things was a very interesting thing, selling goods and making profits from the difference between purchase and shipment, which seemed to be much more interesting than stealing.

The enthusiasm of this product was in full swing in an instant, and he quickly sold out the popsicles in his box, and then ran outside the school like a 100-meter race.

For the rest of the time, the people in the arena were competing, and Wan Feng and they seemed to be competing, to see who could sell faster and more.

The weather also takes care of them, eating a popsicle under the blazing sun is really cold, and most people consume two cents, so everyone almost buys at least one popsicle, and in the end it seems to form a comparison, and people who don't eat popsicles seem to be embarrassed to say hello to others.

What made Wan Feng speechless was that many people no longer threw away the popsicle after eating, but kept it in their hands and put it in a conspicuous position, as if to tell the people who saw it, you see I have also eaten popsicles.

Under this trend, by 11 o'clock at noon, all 130 carts of popsicles were sold out.

Wan Feng and Hua Wanrong sat in the carriage to settle accounts.

"It's two thousand and eleven fourteen, minus ten percent, and you should pay us one thousand eight hundred and fourteen popsicles. ”

Hua Wanrong finished settling the accounts.

Wan Feng counted out eighteen yuan and two cents and gave it to Hua Wanrong, and then counted the money in his hand.

These popsicles sold for a total of forty dollars and two cents, which seemed to be a few cents less.

However, Wan Feng didn't care anymore, except for the eighteen and two cents for Hua Wanrong, there was exactly twenty-two yuan left, which was enough for a pretty good meal.

"You wait here for a while, it's probably noon, I'll call the students and teachers of our school. ”

Wan Feng swooped into the field, and when he ran to the stop of Jiangwei School, it was just about to take a break at noon.

As Wan Feng expected, Xu Ying won the first place in the women's javelin group A for Jiangwei School without any pressure, which made the total ranking of Jiangwei School rise by one place, temporarily ranking sixth.

The people in the square began to disperse.

"Teacher, let's go to dinner. ”

Xue Yongheng looked at Wan Feng with a little disbelief, but Wan Feng had already beckoned his classmates to go out with Li Yi.

"Don't get separated, if you get separated, gather at the tractor outside, what? I don't know where the tractor is? Your head is in the water, and you forget where you got out of the car. ”

The group left the school and climbed onto the tractor.

"Uncle Yang, go to the supply and marketing cooperative's hotel. ”

Wan Feng did not take a tractor, but got on the 130 truck of the Blue Mountain Popsicle Factory.

At that time, only the commune supply and marketing cooperative, the seat of government of the entire Warrior Commune, had a hotel, and a tractor and a 130 truck were parked in front of the hotel.

Although there were people in the hotel, there were not many people, and it was empty.

Wan Feng's group of people came in and the people in the hotel seemed to be startled.

At that time, there were large tables and small tables in the restaurant, and the big table was specially used for many people to eat, which was very large, and there was no pressure at all for more than ten people to sit at a table.

Wan Feng and the other sixteen students, two teachers plus Yang Hong and four people from Lan Mountain, a total of twenty-three people, of course, had to use the big table.

Two large tables were full, one table was full of students, and the other table was people from the Blue Mountain Popsicle Factory, plus two teachers, Yang Hong, Wanfeng and a few students.

This was the first time in their lives that these students had entered the hotel, and they turned their heads to look around.

At that time, the recipe was still called a menu, and it was a piece of paper with the name of the dish sparsely written on it.

Wan Feng picked up the menu and began to order.

In the 80s, the vegan dishes in the restaurant did not exceed one cent, and the dishes with meat generally did not exceed two cents, and the warrior commune was not far from the seaside, and most of the seafood was one or two cents.

It's not like what you want when you order food in later generations, and what you have to eat in restaurants at that time.

Wan Feng quickly ordered more than a dozen dishes, of course, all of them were those that didn't require tickets.

Tofu in the city requires a ticket, but in the countryside, this thing does not need to be so cumbersome, so what spicy tofu, slippery tofu, and stewed tofu are also on the table, and each dish is only a dime.

Eight cents of cucumbers, two cents of fried meat with green peppers, five cents of clams mixed with cold vegetables, one cent and four cents of roasted eggplant, two cents of fried green skin fish, two cents of wind plate fish...

The most expensive dish on the table, sweet and sour pork ribs costs five cents.

Therefore, there are more than a dozen dishes on a table, and the cost of each table does not exceed four yuan.