"What, selling rice noodles?" Zeng Fanyu was stunned, he didn't expect his son to come up with such an idea.

"That's right, it's selling rice noodles!" Wang Bo nodded and said, "There is a pastry seller near our school, the business is not good, it can't be opened, the store is going to be subleased, let's go and change it into a rice noodle shop to sell rice noodles." The location of that façade is very decent, and it is on the edge of the fourth middle school, and the business will definitely be good after opening. ”

"This, Bo'er, haven't we done it? Moreover, if there is no business, isn't it going to be miserable?" Zeng Fanyu said worriedly. Doing business is a bit far away for her, a traditional woman who is busy in the house all year round.

"Mom, don't worry. I'll get rice noodles. I have a classmate who has a old man who opened a rice noodle shop at the intersection of Lianglukou, and the taste is super delicious, so the business is so good that he has to earn 100 yuan a day (100, hundred). This classmate has a very good relationship with me, and some time ago I went to his rice noodle shop a few times, and by the way, he asked his mother how to make rice noodles, and his mother didn't hide it, so he told me. So, you can rest assured in terms of taste. I'm going to show you tonight, and you'll know when you've eaten it. As long as the taste of our rice noodles is good, the price is not more expensive than others, and we will sell a lot of them, plus the location of our rice noodles shop is good, and there are a large number of students to take care of the business, it is difficult for the business to be left (poor)!"

The business of selling rice noodles was just Wang Bo who came up with it in a flash of thought and patted his head. But just now, when his mother went to Xiao Sanwa's shop to call his father to eat, he thought about it carefully and found that it was really a good business to accumulate the first pot of gold.

First of all, in his memory, during the summer vacation of the first year of high school, a cake shop not far from the entrance of the fourth middle school was indeed ready to sublet, but later the sublease did not open any rice noodle shop, but opened a small stationery store after renovation, because it was close to the school, so the business was very good.

But stationery Wang Bo has never been in contact with it, and is not familiar with it, but rice noodles are very familiar to him - naturally, his so-called ability to make rice noodles was not taught to him by his classmate mother, who made it up, but he found it out by himself in the two or three years of lonely life after his wife left before he was reborn.

After his wife left, Wang Bo became a person. One of the annoyances that a person often faces is the problem of cooking. It's easy to cook, but the key is to get the food. I can't finish eating if I get too much, and I'm too lazy to get too little. And frankly, there isn't much cooking atmosphere.

Is there anything that is simple, convenient, and delicious?

Yes! Wang Bo thought of rice noodles.

To take a bowl of delicious rice noodles, you need to solve three major difficulties: 1. Base soup, 2. Oily and spicy seeds, and 3. Noodles!

In the three years that Wang Bo was alone, in order to solve his own eating problem conveniently, he studied by himself by checking information on the Internet, plus countless times to those delicious rice noodle shops to eat and learn from experience, as well as a large number of experiments, it took almost two years before he finally made two or three rice noodles that satisfied him. Although the taste of rice noodles cannot be completely compared with the best restaurants in Shuangqing, at least 90 percent of their skills! Moreover, he also has his own innovation on the basis of others, so to be exact, there is no question of who is more delicious, it can only be said that each has its own merits!

Shuangqing is a large city directly under the central government, not an ordinary county town. Since the taste of the rice noodles he made can not be inferior to the top rice noodle shops in Shuangqing, Wang Bo has no reason not to believe that it can't compare to the rice noodle shops in small counties.

The taste is good, the location is good, so what reason is there not to make money?

The more Wang Bo thought about it, the more he felt that this method was feasible, so he had the conversation with his stepfather just now. It was just an ambush he had set up for him to tell his stepfather and his fortune at night.

Selling rice noodles is just a small business, and it is impossible to make a lot of money, so it is just a small amount of money. Everyone wants to take shortcuts, and he also wants to earn the first pot of gold in this life at once, but the accumulation of primitive capital is said to be bloody. If there is a way, Wang Bo doesn't mind also making some bloody capital to accelerate the process of accumulating his first pot of gold. However, it is still the same sentence, the dragon gives birth to the dragon, the phoenix gives birth to the phoenix, and the son of the mouse still makes a hole! Background determines fate, and bloody capital requires a threshold, not everyone is qualified to do it, and not everyone can get it, so for the poor N generation, who are poor and white, have no background, and don't matter, at the beginning, they still honestly sell their labor, and slowly accumulate from scratch step by step.

"So, Mom, now we only need to do two things, first, first get our secret recipe rice noodles out and see if it's really delicious. If it's really delicious, the second thing is to quickly ask Dad to go to my aunt to borrow some funds from the store, take the store down, renovate it a little, and you can make money right away. Wang Bo continued to say to his mother.

"Bo'er, what you said is true? Did your classmate really teach you how to make rice noodles? This is the ability of people to eat, so they told you so easily?" Zeng Fanyu looked at Wang Bo suspiciously and asked.

"It's true!" Wang Bo nodded affirmatively, "I don't have an ordinary relationship with my classmate, his grades are not as good as mine, and his parents also hope that I can take their son well, hoping that their son will become a dragon, who doesn't want their son to be admitted to college, don't you say? Besides, I didn't say that I wanted to open a store, I just said that I love rice noodles, and I want to let my mother make it for me to eat after I learn it." Mom, if you don't believe it, when I come back from buying materials from the city in the afternoon, I'll give you something to eat, and you'll believe it. ”

"Then you go to the city to buy something first. If you do come up with rice noodles that taste like those rice noodle shops in the city, then I'm ...... I'll ask your dad to borrow money from your aunt!" Zeng Fanyu said. After communicating with her son, she finally made up her mind. For the sake of his son's future plans, this family should indeed make some changes. If he really delayed his son's future because of his own reasons, what face would he have to face Wang Bo?

"Okay, Mom, just wait. I'm going to the street!" After speaking, Wang ** returned to his bedroom, took out a blue shirt and gray trousers from the wooden box and changed them into, took dozens of yuan and rode out.

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The weather was very hot, there was no wind, no clouds, and the hot sun was shining directly on the earth, and even the trees did not bother to scream.

In this weather, it would be refreshing to wear a sweat-absorbing cotton shirt and shorts, but Wang Bo didn't have a shirt in his box, to be exact, he didn't wear a T-shirt until he was in college to earn money part-time. All the clothes he wore for the summer when he was a teenager were shirts: long-sleeved, short-sleeved, and all kinds of colors. Naturally, these shirts were old clothes that his stepfather had picked up from his sister's house in the city, and his brother didn't want them.

Therefore, less than ten minutes after departure, Wang Bo, who was riding a bicycle with the sun on his head, was already sweating. He is now taking an asphalt road, which connects directly at one end, and the cement road of the county town leads to another township at the other end. His home is on the side of the road, six or seven kilometers from the city, and it takes about half an hour to ride a bicycle.

Soon, the fork in the road arrived, Wang Bo rode the car directly to a bicycle repair shop on the side of the road, and asked Master Liu to add some air to the rear wheel of the car.

When Master Liu cheered him up, Wang Bo spent a dollar to buy a doll's head ice cream from a small shop next to him, and licked it deliciously.

"Bo'er, it's all right. This weather is too poisonous, I don't dare to beat you too hard!" Master Liu, who finished refueling, said to Wang Bo.

"Yes, Master Liu, come, give you the money, thank you. Wang Bo took out a nickel coin of one cent from his pocket, and said while handing it to Master Liu, "By the way, Master Liu, it's so hot, you are still setting up a stall here, why don't you wait for the afternoon when it is cooler?"

Master Liu took the nickel coin, and said with a sincere smile: "Thank you!" Throwing it into a round box in the toolbox, he said helplessly, "Isn't this to eat! No, I'm not here, how can I make your money? Then where are you going? Aren't you on summer vacation!"

"Go to town and buy something. If you want to, then I'll go first, and you can do it slowly. Today's weather is poisonous, there must be a puncture. ”

As he spoke, Wang Bo stuffed the doll's head into his mouth, patted the cushion that was hot from the sun, put his feet in foam sandals on the pedals, and was about to kick it, when a red women's curved beam bicycle rode by, rushing towards the big road like the wind. The girl in the car was about fourteen or fifteen years old, wearing a sky-blue sleeveless dress with a black and shiny ponytail on the back of her head, and floated along with the girl.