The demolition of the back alley of the 18th Middle School lasted for 2 days, because the only time that the demolition team could start construction was a short period of time from school to dinner in the afternoon. In 2 days, the dust in the back alley of the 18th Middle School was flying, and even the burden affected Qin Feng's business to some extent. However, this kind of thing is a natural disaster**, and Qin Feng has nothing to complain about.

After staying for 2 days, the back alley of the 18th Middle School finally turned into the ruins in Qin Feng's impression, leaving only a few lonely houses, still standing on the devastated land. In order to cover up this unfinished place, the construction party also built a fence outside the ruins, which is a bit of a cover-up and stealing the bell.

This scene made the nearby bear children very happy.

When Qin Feng came to set up his stall on Saturday afternoon, the ruins in the back alley of No. 18 Middle School were full of children running crazy in school uniforms.

Qin Feng didn't sneer at the behavior of the little kids this time, because he had done it when he was a child.

Qin Feng recalled his childhood, it was the early days of Dongou City's urban transformation in the mid-90s of the last century, when his family did not live in the current community, but in a bungalow near the river.

At that time, the city government spent a lot of money to build a super-large comprehensive square by the river not far from Qin Feng's home, and the square was built for five years, and Qin Feng and his childhood friends played on the construction site for five years.

For the ignorant little children with a great spirit of adventure, the construction site and the rough room on the construction site, as well as the scattered large warehouses nearby, are simply natural entertainment venues.

Qin Feng and the others used those places as playgrounds, as secret bases, and even as public toilets. Those who have never lived through that time can never imagine what it was like when you finally lifted a heavy piece of rubble in the hope of finding some "treasure" from below, only to find that it was filled with a piece of poop......

Thoughts drifted here, and the pictures of the past couldn't help but jump into his mind, which made Qin Feng inevitably feel a little disgusted.

Shaking his head and shaking off these messy memories that had already passed for almost 20 years, Qin Feng covered his nose and took a deep breath, and returned his attention to business.

Due to the demolition of this house, almost all the nearby residents moved away, Qin Feng's dim sum business in the afternoon was much worse, and the group of little monkeys who were making noise in front of him were obviously difficult households with few steel hammers in their pockets, and they had to share it with two people to buy a string of beef dumplings.

After Qin Feng greeted the two little children with gray hands, he fell into deep contemplation about the business in the next two years.

His stall is now a preliminary signboard, so if he wants to move out of the back alley of the Eighteenth Middle School, it is definitely a faint trick in a stupid move, but if he doesn't move, with the current environment here, if he opens a store here in a few months, Qin Feng is not sure whether the guests are willing to come here. After all, this place can't be driven in now, let alone there are no street lights at night, and it's definitely a good place to kill people and commit adultery.

So if you want to open a store here, the first thing you need to do is to get rid of the mountain of broken bricks and tiles here.

Imagine that it took two years for the ruins here to be disposed of in the previous life, so it is obviously useless to go to the government and the media. You have to rely on yourself to get rid of these things.

Qin Feng simply calculated the total weight of the house on this 100-meter section, and he assumed that the total weight of construction waste here was 1,000 tons, and it would have to be transported at least 100 times by a truck with a load of 10 tons, and each freight would be 100 yuan, and 100 times would be 10,000 yuan. Well, it's not ridiculously expensive, it's just a month's income for him, which is still affordable.

After Qin Feng made up his mind, he didn't act immediately.

Because before that, he had to rent the three "haunted houses" that were slanting across the back door of the 18th Middle School and were struggling in the ruins.

The next day, Sunday, Qin Feng ran to the grocery market in the morning, and after replenishing the goods, he did not go out of the stall in the afternoon, but came to the haunted house with a bucket of paint, and sneakily wrote a big word on the outer wall. Then I left my phone number below.

In Qin Feng's mind, the reason why these houses have not been demolished for two years is definitely not because of "haunting", the real key is probably the owner of the house.

After finishing the paint and returning home, Qin Feng waited from the afternoon until more than 8 o'clock in the evening, and the phone, which usually rarely moves at home, finally rang.

Qin Jianguo's reaction to hearing the phone ringing recently was like Paplov's puppy hearing the rattle, and he was extremely excited.

"It's my phone. Qin Feng grabbed the microphone before his father.

When I put it to my ear, the voice from the other end was really not a female voice.

"You demolished the house?" the voice was old and full of anger.

Qin Feng specially moved the microphone away from his ear and headed towards Qin Jianguo, and then heard the old man on the other side roar angrily: "If you dare to demolish my house, I will fight with you! These three rooms in my house are worth at least 2 million, don't even think about moving if you give you a penny!"

Qin Jianguo was slightly disappointed when he heard that it was not "the one" calling, but he also breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't want Qin Feng to know about that matter.

Qin Feng smiled at Qin Jianguo, and said into the microphone: "Grandpa, I wrote the words on the wall of your house, but I didn't demolish the house, I want to rent your house." ”

"Rent?" the old man looked puzzled, and asked rhetorically, "It's all demolished over there, and you still want to rent it?"

Qin Feng replied with a smile: "Open a store." ”

"Open a store?" the old man was even more surprised, "how do you open a store in that kind of place?" young man, you can't be the developer who came to lie to me, right?"

"Grandpa, don't worry, I'm really going to open a store. I'm selling skewers in the back alley of No. 18 Middle School right now, and if you don't believe me, thousands of students from the three nearby schools can testify to me. Qin Feng explained.

"Oh...... Are you the young man who set up the stall?" The old man suddenly realized, the place where he lived was obviously not far from the back alley of the Eighteenth Middle School, otherwise it would not have been possible to find the words written by Qin Feng on the wall so quickly.

Once the identity is confirmed, business is easy to talk about.

The two of them made an appointment to find a place to talk about the details next Sunday.

After Qin Feng happily ended the call, Qin Jianguo asked puzzledly, "Are you going to open a store?"

"Hmm. Qin Feng nodded, and explained his thoughts to Qin Jianguo, "It's going to be summer soon, as soon as the summer vacation arrives, the business of supper is at least twice as much as it is now, if you open a store, even if you only receive 10 tables of guests in one night, even if you only earn 100 yuan per table, you can earn 1,000 a day." ”

"That month down...... Isn't there only 30,000 yuan?" Qin Jianguo trembled again, "The shop that sells skewers can make so much money?"

"Dad, what I'm talking about is an optimistic estimate, how much I can earn, and I have to see how I run it at that time. But don't worry, no matter how you calculate it, opening a store is definitely more profitable than setting up a stall. Qin Feng said confidently.