At the beginning of January, the children had just returned from winter vacation, and Wei Guo had not yet taken a winter break, and was still fighting in the mountains. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Dongmei and Sister-in-law Tan got the news that today is the last day for them to set up their stalls, and tomorrow all the housewives who are about to move to Liquan Courtyard will leave.

On this day, Dongmei had mixed feelings.

She got up early in the morning.

She felt both heavy and light.

As before, she first boiled water, then cooked porridge, made noodles, and finally began to steam steamed buns......

After the steamed buns were steamed into the cage, Dongmei sat on a stool in the kitchen, looked at her watch, waited for seven o'clock, and then prepared to move her things to the farmer's market next to her home.

This familiar process, Dongmei doesn't know how many years she has been doing it repeatedly, and she doesn't know how many times she has repeated it?

But today, she feels that she is very reluctant to do every job.

She knows that today is the last day of her rice sales, and after today, she will completely leave this steamed bun stall, leave this farmer's market, leave this place where she has struggled for several years, shed tears, sweat, and be moved and fought for.

Once gone, there will be no return, no return.

When Dongmei moved everything to the stall, Sister-in-law Tan also came.

Sister-in-law Tan, who usually laughs and laughs, has become extremely heavy today.

After the two women met, they only looked at each other without even smiling.

The morning was gloomy and windy.

It's like a human mood, very gloomy.

Although Dongmei knows, today is the last day.

However, on her stall, there are still a lot of xiaolongbao, porridge, eight-treasure porridge, sweet rice, oily noodles, oily noodles, etc.

And the taste is exactly the same as before, without taking into account the feelings of the diners because they left immediately.

Dongmei remembers that when she first came to this farmer's market, she was excited, nervous, excited and worried.

She couldn't tell whether it was good or bad, but she knew that this would be her new beginning, the place where her dreams would set sail.

At the beginning, she thought that she would sell food at this farmer's market for the rest of her life.

However, she didn't expect that after only a few years of cooking, she would have to move and go to a strange place again.

When Dongmei started selling food at the farmer's market, she earned forty yuan a day and 1,200 yuan a month.

Dongmei couldn't believe her eyes, this kind of income was simply double the income when she sold popsicles and medicines.

Soon, Dongmei's income continued to grow, from forty yuan a day to seventy or eighty yuan a day, and her monthly income also exceeded more than two thousand yuan.

Dongmei feels that her income has far surpassed the income of all women who have serious jobs.

Even, her income has exceeded Wei Guo's income.

Dongmei was very satisfied and felt that this would be fine.

However, then, when Dongmei's income exceeded 100, 200, and finally 300 per day, Dongmei was nervous.

Then, when Dongmei's monthly income exceeded 10,000, Dongmei began to panic.

She would never have dreamed that a job selling food, a job that everyone looked down upon, looked down upon, or even humble, would have such a high income?

Even Wei Guo's jaw was about to fall in shock, and he was not only out of reach, but also surprised.

However, with the stabilization of income, when Dongmei earned more than 100,000 yuan a year, she calmed down.

Because she knows that all this money is earned by herself with hard work, hard work and sweat.

When others regard selling rice as a simple job to do, Dongmei regards it as her own life, to operate, to operate.

In her eyes, there is no room for the slightest flaw, and her requirements for herself are very excessive.

She strives for perfection, is demanding, and if she doesn't do it, she will do it beautifully, and if she does it, she will do it perfectly.

Since then, in Dongmei's stall, not only the food is delicious and delicious, but also the quality of service is always smiling and quality first.

Just when Dongmei was unique, she also threw away her competitors far away.

The white-faced aunt who sells steamed buns chose to leave because she couldn't compete with Dongmei.

Zhao Yanbo's mother had to come over and cry and beg Dongmei to let her go because the food she sold coincided with the food sold by Dongmei.

And the wrinkled face was under the strong pressure of Dongmei, and there was no way to achieve profitability at all, until Dongmei withdrew from the dumpling market, and the wrinkled face began to make a profit.

Dongmei has mixed feelings and thoughts.

She knew that after this last day, she would have to say goodbye to this food stall, and even more so to this farmer's market.

She suddenly had a whim, and said to Sister-in-law Tan, who was setting up a stall next to her: "Sister-in-law Tan, this is our last day to set up a stall, how are you feeling?"

Sister-in-law Tan said sadly: "What else, of course it's very uncomfortable." “

Dongmei said: "I'm the same, I'm in a very uncomfortable mood, but I have a way, not only to make you and me happy, but also to make everyone who comes to our stall to eat happy." “

"What method?" Sister-in-law Tan asked in surprise.

Dongmei said: "We have already made a lot of money by relying on this stall that sells rice, so why don't we give everyone a free day, what do you say?"

Hearing this, Sister-in-law Tan said happily: "Since we have been lifted out of poverty and become well-off, then, we will give everyone a free day." “

The red-faced aunt who sold meat buns at the front heard that Dongmei and Sister-in-law Tan were going to give everyone a free day.

She looked at Dongmei and Sister-in-law Tan in surprise, and said, "Are you crazy, our small business is not easy, if we are free for one day, not only will we not be able to earn back the money we should earn, but we will also lose money." “

After finishing speaking, the red-faced aunt probably calculated that if Dongmei was free, she would not only lose the net income of more than 300 yuan a day, but also the cost.

At the end of the day, I have to lose at least more than 500 yuan.

That's not a small amount at the time.

Dongmei smiled and said: "We will leave tomorrow, in order to leave a good impression on everyone, remember that in this farmer's market, there used to be a fat and a thin, tall and short, two housewives sold food here, and we felt that it was worth the loss." “

Sister-in-law Tan said: "After we finished selling today, we will go away, so this little effort is nothing." “

After speaking, Sister-in-law Tan and Dongmei looked at each other and finally laughed.

While laughing, they were finally happy.

And the red-faced aunt still didn't understand and stood in place, and said in her heart, since we are buying food and doing business, then we must make money and make profits, even if you are leaving here tomorrow.

After Dongmei and Sister-in-law Tan finished laughing, they began to open for free.

Dongmei shouted: "Dongmei Bun Shop, the last day of operation, all free, all free......"

Sister-in-law Tan even shouted: "No money, eat as much as you want, eat as you like, don't want money......"

Workers who went to work in the morning, students who went to school, sanitation workers who didn't eat breakfast, and villagers who sold vegetables from the farmers' market came over one after another to prepare for a free breakfast and lunch.

And the red-faced aunt next to her, looking at the crowd of people, said in her heart, this Dongmei and Sister-in-law Tan must be crazy.