"Success, hurry, hurry, your tuition has been settled!"

"Shenzhen recruits from our vocational school to the town, said at least one or two thousand a month, even if you are a summer worker at the age of sixteen, you will sign up for tomorrow morning, and the road expenses are all covered!"

Chengcai looked back, Eryang, who was only wearing shorts, his upper body was bare, his skin was dark, and the beads of sweat on his head were rushing out, running over quickly, bringing up a small puff of dust.

The weather was unbelievably hot, and Cheng Cai sat on a low bench made of wooden planks in front of his house to hide from the sun.

After hearing Eryang's words, he groaned for a moment, the corners of his mouth twitched, and said, "I won't go, my sister is too young to be cared for, you can go." ”

"Then how do you get ......" Eryang was anxious all of a sudden, and looked at Chengcai with eyes that hated iron and steel: "I told you, the fare for going there tomorrow will be reimbursed, and then it will be gone!

Chengcai lowered his head: "The uncle in the town arranged a job for me to sell popsicles, and I can also earn ...... from my tuition."

"Don't be stupid, even my house has a refrigerator these days, and I go wholesale to the popsicles myself, who sells popsicles on the road and buys them idlely, how can I earn more than a thousand tuition?!"

Eryang almost roared, and the adult brain melon seeds sitting on the low stool were buzzed.

"As long as you are diligent, you can always have some business, and those who have refrigerators don't have enough popsicles at home......" is not so much that Chengcai is telling Eryang, but convincing himself.

"Hehe!" Eryang sneered, "You know how naïve you think, your sister...... Okay, in short, you have to do your best to finish high school, don't be like us, go to a useless vocational high school, and if you want to work, you have to wait for someone to choose!"

"Alas......" Eryang let out a long sigh, put his hands in the pockets of his shorts and trousers, and walked quickly, there were still people in front of him who had to shout.

"Hey, Brother Eryang?" Cheng Xuefen staggered out of the house, looked at Eryang's back and shouted.

Eryang didn't know if he heard it, anyway, he didn't look back, and he didn't say much.

Cheng Xuefen doesn't care, she is just a child who has just graduated from elementary school, and she will play by herself for a while.

In the middle of the day, Cheng Cai withdrew his wandering gaze and got up to go back to the house.

The tiled-brick flat walls, the small, dusty windowsills, made their way through the brightly lit hall, smelling the smell of Chinese herbs that had become more and more familiar lately, and walked straight to the stove room.

Skillfully set up the big iron pot, put a little oil, poured out the half-pot rice that was specially cooked last night from the pressure cooker heated by the old-fashioned open flame, without adding other accompaniments, the big spatula rolled up and down in the hands of the finished material, and the rice grains quickly became oily.

A few minutes later, Cheng Cai took the iron pot away from the stove, replaced it with a medicinal casserole, and shouted: "Xuefen, eat." ”

Chengcai divided the rice in the pot into one large, two small and three bowls, no more, no less, and the casserole on the stove gradually began to bubble out.

Cheng Xuefen came over in response, picked up the bowl and said, "I'll go and ask my mother to get up and eat." ”

"I'll send it to my mother in a moment. Cheng Cai touched Cheng Xuefen's head.

Although it was just a bowl of fried rice with clear oil that didn't have much taste, Cheng Cai ate it very fragrantly, the chopsticks were horned, and the bowl was empty in three or two clicks, so Cheng Xuefen took two bites and was looking up and blinking.

Cheng Cai placed the bowl on the stove, took the rest of the steaming bowl of fried rice and walked through the stove, turned around, and went to what was obviously a bedroom.

The middle-aged woman sat up from the bed with a grass-colored face, her face was sad, and she said weakly: "Material, has the medicine been cooked?"

"The medicine pot is on fire. Cheng Cai handed the bowl to his mother, "Uncle Da Qian said that he should move less before taking these two pairs of medicines. ”

"I've taken these medicines, and my waist is not good, alas, ......"

"After eating these two pairs of medicines, you can go to the ground, and then you can change the list to get better, it's not that serious. ”

"I just fell like that, why did I break my waist......"

"Alas......"

Chengcai's mother has the unique chatter of poor rural women, as well as the sorrow and despair of fate, these words, Chengcai listens to them every day, and Chengcai's mother speaks them every day.

But Chengcai never talked about it, even if he was with his neighbor Eryang, who grew up in a child, he never mentioned his mother, even if he didn't say the right thing.

"I'll go to my uncle in town in a while, and I'll have a ready-made foam refrigerator and sell popsicles wholesale. Chengcai waited for a while before speaking.

"It's okay, Eryang said that they were all going to Shenzhen to work, and it was also a matter for you to go out and sell some popsicles, and then call your father when you went to the town, and let me send some money ......back," Chengcai's mother explained.

"I know, last time my dad said that he would send the money back in two months, and it is estimated that it is difficult for the foreman to say. "The last time I went to town, I called to ask.

"Foreman, foreman! Your father is too honest, and he is always bullied outside, I heard the third sister-in-law say, now there is already one hundred and twenty one days as a temporary worker, and your father can only get ninety, you look at this day, there are thirty less, and there is not a ...... every day."

"Alas......" said, Chengcai's mother sighed again, and Chengcai shut up.

"You'll bring Shephennel with you in a moment. Before Chengcai walked out of the door, Chengcai's mother said again.

Chengcai shook his head and said, "It's so hot, I'm afraid Xuefen won't be able to keep up." ”

I thought that Uncle Daqian had said that my mother would stay in bed more, and my sister could pour water or something at home.

……

Under the scorching sun at noon, Chengcai went to the town, and when he saw Eryang and them from a distance, he didn't go over to speak.

I took a foam refrigerator from my uncle, and my uncle took him to the cold storage wholesale and didn't care about him, and my uncle was also very busy.

In the cold storage, the wholesale materials were all replaced with popsicles, thinking that in such a big town, less than 100 popsicles would be sold out soon.

If you can quickly exchange your foot strength for a meager profit, you can have more principal to exchange for more popsicles and more money, and the results are simple and visible.

It was already past noon when I walked away from the town with popsicles on my back, and by the time the sun had set over the top of the mountain, there were still sixteen popsicles left unsold, and most of them were sold for 1 yuan and 2 yuan.

Looking at the dark sky, Narumi stuffed the remaining popsicles into his mouth as he walked, and ran up as he stuffed them, raising low dust on the uneven muddy road.

I ate fourteen sticks in a row, and the remaining two were kept for 1 piece of 2 and brought home.

"I just walked to the village, and there are only two left, Xuefen, you can eat it, Mom can't eat it cold. When he said this, Chengcai felt cold air in his stomach, so much so that Chengcai later became disgusted with eating popsicles.

On the way back, Chengcai calculated today's income, minus the sixteen that were completely lost, and earned a total of 9 yuan and 6 cents......

The days went by, and the next day I always thought of a way to sell the popsicles.

After all, he was a scholar who was about to enter his third year of high school, and on the first night of recklessness, in the tummy roll and the battle with mosquitoes, he thought about the return of the principal and the fact that he couldn't sell it, and knew that he would rather sell less than never smash it in his hands, and there was no refrigerator at home, so he couldn't store it at all.

There is a word I read in a book called 'the cost of making mistakes', and Chengcai clearly knows that he has no such cost at all.

After that, 1 piece of 2 popsicles, the finished material is basically only considered for the amount of less than 8 pieces, and the purchase price of 2 cents and 5 is the most.

Chengcai thought of a way that was not a solution, the town and the small shop would sell the single price of 2 cents and 5 cents for 5 cents, and he sold it for 4 cents, plus the whole town could not find a few people like him who carried boxes around and shouted to sell popsicles in bulk, so he would never smash his hands again.

On the second day, I earned 27 yuan and 2 cents, which was half less than the first day's popsicles, and the conservative profit after that was around 30 yuan a day.

The exposed skin is getting darker and darker, and I don't know if it's because I'm used to this kind of sun or because the farmer's skin itself is not so delicate, and the mature wood has never been sunburned until the skin peels......

"Can you sell one for me for 3 cents?"

As he was walking, a little baby caught up with him, and Chengcai recognized him as a child from the family who had just passed by.

Seeing that Chengcai didn't speak, the little baby thought for a while and added, "If you go over here tomorrow, I'll buy another one and make up the money for you." ”

The corners of Chengcai's mouth twitched and nodded: "Okay." ”

As he spoke, he took out a purchase price of 3 cents from the foam refrigerator and handed it to the little baby, took the little baby's 3 gross tickets and left.

It's not that Chengcai is kind to this point, his family is in this situation at the moment, and he really doesn't have the time to be kind, but the purchase price is 2 cents and 5 and is sold out.

"Hey, 5 cents, then I'll see if the money is enough tomorrow!"

Chengcai didn't really think about it, and even changed places the next day, he had cut leeks since he was a child, and the stubble would grow, and the ones that were cut could only wait for the next year.

After more than ten days, Cheng Cai walked this road again, and this time he followed Cheng Xuefen.

Chengcai's mother's back injury was about to rest well, which was better than Uncle Daqian expected, and she changed the list and gave a new doctor's order, saying that she should walk more on the ground, but she couldn't work.

Chengcai's mother is not a child, she still listens to the doctor's words, especially when she feels better, she will not work on her own, Chengcai is afraid that Cheng Xuefen will not pay too much attention to it, and then she will bump into it again, so she simply brings it, and it just so happens that Cheng Xuefen also wants to come out to play.

But when I met the little baby again, I was followed by an adult.

"My baby always thinks about the popsicle you gave him for 5 cents, saying it's delicious, you see how about selling me all the popsicles you sold for 5 cents?"

Of course, Chengcai said that it was good, and he had also encountered such things, such as 2 cents and 5 cents selling for 4 cents is cheaper than 1 cent in a small shop, and some people will ask for more.

"By the way, my child still owes you two cents that day, and I will give it to you as well. ”

Chengcai hurriedly shirked and said no, the adult did not give Chengcai a chance to refuse, but said that even if it was only two cents, it was money owed.

"I'll see if I want other homes, the weather has been hot recently, and there are double robberies in the house, and everyone needs popsicles and watermelons. The Lord said again.

Chengcai nodded and said, "Then I'll go with you, don't let you run again." ”

"It's okay, if you have time to sell your popsicles, you can go to the town and wholesale some small watermelons to sell, just let me help you ask if you want them in these houses by the way." The adult said as he walked towards his house.

Cheng Cai pondered for a moment and replied, "It depends on the time, it's already afternoon." ”

"That's it, I'll order ten gift small watermelons first, and we sell them for three yuan each...... Ah, my surname is Liu, this is my family, I'll give you money first......"

As soon as the little baby heard that there was a watermelon, she immediately made a fuss.

Chengcai followed the middle-aged man surnamed Liu to the trip, and the popsicles were sold out, and he also received four or five requests for watermelons.

This chance encounter with additional business was settled.

Gift small watermelons are basically two or three catties a, thin skin, children at home just like to hold a spoon to dig and eat, very marketable.

The price of this small watermelon in the town is also known, the wholesale price is six yuan, and it is sold for two yuan, as for why it is sold for three yuan as soon as it goes to the countryside, there is a problem of transportation costs.

The finished material relies on two legs, and other businesses are transported in large quantities by small three-wheeled transportation, and the profits of merchants must be calculated a little more.

Chengcai borrowed a flat pole from here and picked up a net bag, and walked back and forth five times to meet the seven or eight new needs that came out later, a total of more than 200 watermelons for the transportation, for Chengcai, the burden is still there.

On this day alone, Chengcai earned more than 300 yuan.

The fraction is earned by selling popsicles, and the whole is earned by selling watermelons.

On this day, Cheng Cai took Cheng Xuefen back very late, and it was dark, so he finished the last trip.

Before leaving, Chengcai went to the little baby's house to thank the young man surnamed Liu who made suggestions and pulled business.

"Mr. Liu, thank you. ”