Chapter 204: Childhood Popsicles
It's summer vacation, two months, Ma Xiaodong has to plan well, but after thinking about it, it seems that he is a little idle now, and there is Zhang Ye watching on the winery construction site, and he just needs to go to understand the situation from time to time. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info I don't need myself at home, the farm is going well now, and the first batch of forest frogs have been stocked.
Another way to make money? Or business? Ma Xiaodong thought about it, but finally gave up, because he couldn't look down on small money, he couldn't earn big money, and he didn't have that capital, so he had to keep the money in his hand to prepare for the construction of the winery.
"Popsicles, cream popsicles." The sound of selling interrupted Ma Xiaodong's thoughts, and then he was happy, he couldn't stand the heat at home, but he didn't expect the popsicle seller to be sent to the door, the popsicle at home was eaten last night, and he was really sleepy and someone sent a pillow.
At this time, if you want to eat popsicles, you can only wait for people to sell them in the village, because the village commissary does not have a freezer, until next year, you will buy a second-hand freezer, and you don't have to wait for everyone to eat popsicles again.
However, Ma Xiaodong has a refrigerator at home, so it is much more convenient to eat popsicles, but the refrigerator can't hold much, the key is that there are many people, especially Yang Hailong and Yang Haidong, since Ma Xiaodong has a refrigerator at home, it is basically a few times a day. Then the popsicle in the refrigerator will disappear at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.
"Popsicle sellers, wait a minute." Seeing that the popsicle seller was about to go away, Ma Xiaodong hurriedly shouted to stop. At this time, the people who come to the village to sell popsicles are bicycles, and they bring this big foam box or wooden box with a quilt wrapped around the outside of the box, and a layer of plastic sheeting on the outside of the quilt. The inside of the box is also wrapped in a layer to prevent the popsicle from melting.
"Okay." As soon as the popsicle seller heard someone calling, he hurriedly stopped the car happily, and on a hot day, he earned thirty or forty yuan a hard day, but at this time it was not less.
Ma Xiaodong walked up to him, looked at the popsicle seller and asked, "How many do you have here?" What are all popsicles? I buy more, can you get cheaper? ā
Sell popsicles, buy more? That's great! "How much do you buy? I still have 50 creamy ones, 20 jackfruits, and 20 large ice bricks, which are usually 5 cents a piece, and if you buy more, I will pay 4 cents. ā
"I buy popsicles, too." Just as Ma Xiaodong was about to bargain again, a child next to him suddenly said.
Ma Xiaodong looked down and was immediately happy, it turned out to be his eldest nephew, only six-year-old Ma Xingze, Ma Xingze is Ma Xiaoshan's son, that is, Ma Xiaodong's nephew, just six years old this year, he hasn't gone to school yet, the little guy looks like a tiger and a tiger brain, very cute.
"Xingze, didn't you look at your uncle and me?" Ma Xiaodong deliberately grimaced, looked at Ma Xingze and asked.
Ma Xingze only paid attention to the popsicle just now, and really didn't notice that his uncle was there, when he saw that it was Ma Xiaodong, his little face was happy, his big eyes lit up, and he said in a milky voice: "Uncle, I want to eat popsicles." "The little guy knows that his uncle is good to him and usually buys him delicious food, so he is very close to Ma Xiaodong when he sees him.
"What are you doing with this egg? Hurry up and send it home in a while, and break your mom won't spank you? Ma Xiaodong looked at the little guy and said with a smile.
The little guy handed the eggs to Ma Xiaodong and said: "I bought popsicles, my mother is not at home, I will exchange eggs, my grandmother told me, eggs can be exchanged for popsicles." ā
Ma Xiaodong looked at the little guy with a smile and said, "What your grandmother said is the old yellow calendar, and now an egg family won't change it." "Eggs for popsicles, Ma Xiaodong did not do much when he was a child, but at that time, an egg could indeed be exchanged for a popsicle, and the family did not have money, so it was more luxurious to be able to exchange eggs, and not only eggs could be exchanged, but rice and soybeans could also be exchanged.
When the little guy heard that the eggs couldn't be replaced, he kicked the eggs in his pocket, looked at Ma Xiaodong and said, "Then uncle, you can buy it for me." ā
Ma Xiaodong patted the little guy's head: "Wait." ā
Then he turned his head to look at the popsicle seller and said, "You are like this, you don't have 4 cents, a dollar, I have wrapped your ninety popsicles, what do you think?" ā
When the popsicle seller heard this, he immediately pretended to be embarrassed and said: "This is really not good, I will lose money for one dollar, or you can give 35 and add 5 yuan." ā
Ma Xiaodong pouted, how much money did the popsicle cost, could he not know? Now the popsicles are all 2 cents a piece, and Ma Xiaodong has bought it more than once for a dollar.
"It's just a dollar, you have the final say on whether you buy it or not, if you don't sell it, I'll buy one for my nephew."
The popsicle seller saw that this kid was not big, and it was really difficult to deal with, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Come on, I'll sell you, and I'll treat it as if I brought it to you." ā
"Okay, then you come with me and send me home." Saying that, Ma Xiaodong led his eldest nephew Ma Xingze to lead the way, and the back of the popsicle seller followed.
As soon as he entered Ma Xiaodong's house, the popsicle seller suddenly became abrupt, he had been here before, and he had come to deliver popsicles before, but it was not Ma Xiaodong who bought popsicles last time.
And they are the most well-informed in these streets, knowing that this family is the richest man in Shili Eight Villages, thinking of this, the popsicle seller said with a wry smile: "I know, you are the child of the first richest man in North Village, Lao Ma's family, right?" That legendary prodigy Ma Xiaodong. "Losing to the first prodigy, it feels unjust to sell popsicles, and I have the capital to go back and brag about it.
"My name is Ma Xiaodong, but what is the richest man, a prodigy doesn't dare to be it."
"Hehe, you said that your family is so rich, you buy a few popsicles and bargain with me, you will also be able to live." The popsicle seller complained on the side, and he was indeed a little indignant in his heart, originally, you are the son of a rich man, you should be generous, the loser is what you should do, how can you buy a popsicle and bargain, isn't this a loss?
Ma Xiaodong smiled and said: "My family does have two money, but this money is not blown by the wind, it is all hard-earned, it is not easy for anyone to make money these years, if it is a loser, the family may not be able to eat that day." ā
Of course, the popsicle seller clearly stated this reason, but he also said: "Pull it down, I've heard that your family has millions of dollars, and the money is too much, even if you lie down and spend it." ā
Ma Xiaodong smiled and didn't answer, and instructed the popsicle seller to put all the popsicles in the refrigerator, gave him money, and sent him away, while he and his little nephew began to eat popsicles.