Lu Anyao has been locking herself in the study for the past few days, reading books while imagining her own entrepreneurial direction. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It's the seventies, 1977, and reform and opening up is next year. Although there is no explicit statement in the policy that you can do business, it should be a little interesting.

When she first started her business, she didn't want to make it too big, she could go to school and take care of her family at the same time. Then take it slowly, seize the moment and act again.

As for doing business, what kind of business? She has special skills and space, and remembers that many heroines in the rebirth text are stock speculation, gambling stones, treasure appreciation, and copying books...... She had to think about it.

Stock speculation, no, you can make money after you are developed, and you can only use it as a dispensing in your spare time, not the best policy.

Gambling stones, no, this matter has also encountered a lot of luck, when the main business is too lacking fighting spirit.

Star, no, although the current entertainment industry is not a big dye vat, she has no acting skills, only as a vase.

Writer, no, she doesn't want to rely on skills for the time being. Knowing the various trends in the future, does she still need to copy the book stream? You can also conceive a book by yourself in minutes.

God stick, no, run to the chairman to raise the flag, 97 years of Hong Kong's return, Kaisen ~~ 99 years of Macau's return, Kaisen ~~ 08 Wenchuan earthquake, request to evacuate, move, do not open the forest ~ ~ 08 years to hold the Olympics, Oye, finally come out, the whole country celebrates, Kaisen ...... Then the end is estimated to be to be locked up in a psychiatric hospital as a deep well ice, or to be put on the research institute of so-and-so.

Real estate, this must have, there must be in the future!

Costume designer, considering ...... After all, food, clothing, shelter and transportation are indispensable. Wait a minute...... Food! The people live on food! Catering! Yes, yes!

Computers, huh...... Backward economic conditions do not allow. This will be completed in the future for the little flowers and grasses of the motherland! She's never been a tech nerd! At that time, the house was rotten, the computer was malfunctioning, and when I couldn't solve it when I was looking for Du Niang, I always fantasized in my heart that it would be nice to have a husband like Xiao Nai, and it would be difficult to give a science information man........ qaq

Taobao, Tmall, Dangdang, Jingdong...... What are you talking about, so far away......

The purpose of the space, it seems that it can sell vegetables and fruits, no, no, it's too low, it's better to keep your own foodies to eliminate.

Flowers and plants in the space, beauty cheats...... With it, women are proud of those who please themselves, and the beauty industry has always been endless, from ancient times to the present, and has never stopped.

After conceiving the blueprint, An Yao gently closed the book in her hand, smiled slightly, the stone in her heart finally landed, and the rest is actual combat, experience, time, take your time, and the road ahead is long.

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If she wants to do some small catering business, Lu Anyao didn't think about it, although the people who set up the stall at this time later became rich, but it did not conform to her logic.

So, in the afternoon three days later, An Yao took Lu Jiacheng to the city.

Knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can win all battles, practice to achieve true knowledge, if you don't go out to see, you don't know how backward the current food is. She has already visited the places in the county, and to be honest, the food is very simple now, and she has to buy it with a ticket.

Got on the car to the city, there were many people in the car, the smell was messy, An Yao hugged Lu Jiacheng, sat on the seat, looked down, and found that Lu Jiacheng's face was white.

"Come, Jiacheng, drink water~" She took out the kettle and poured some warm water for him to drink.

Lu Jiacheng obediently drank two sips, and his stomach was churning uncomfortably. An Yao was also uncomfortable, her stomach was full of nausea from time to time, but she couldn't vomit it, she could only endure it.

When the car arrived at the bus station in the city, An Yao and Lu Jiacheng almost escaped and got out of the car.

Lu Jiacheng: "Sister, I ......"

An Yao was startled and took out the black plastic bag that had been prepared, Lu Jiacheng took the plastic bag and vomited for a while, and spit out all the lunch, and vomited so that his little face turned miserable, An Yao looked distressed: "Jiacheng, are you still uncomfortable?" ”

There happened to be an iron trash can next to it, and she tied the bag and threw it in.

Lu Jiacheng shook his head, "It's a lot better to spit it out, sister, the car was full of gasoline smell just now~" He was smoked by the smell of gasoline. Lu Jiacheng found that there was no place as good as the nest at home, and it was cleaned and comfortable by his sister. This will be in the city, and he will feel strange.

"Don't worry, it won't be like this when you go back~" Wait for the space to find motion sickness medicine. An Yao took out an orange for him, and just after vomiting and eating some fruit to fill his stomach.

The city of Z City is indeed much better than the county and the village, the roads are wider, the department store market is larger, and the buildings are more brand-new, but in the eyes of An Yao's later generations, it is still considered to be very backward. Basically, there is no such thing as a feeling of glamour, materialism, all of which are gray and fluttering, and occasionally a few more fashionable men and women pass by, and the clothes are still shirts, black pants, and long skirts, and the colors are not bright.

The only dazzling thing is the military coat, at this time the military coat is very popular, and An Yao also likes it, so that she finds a retro feeling, she used to have a soft spot for Hanfu, British aristocratic style, Chinese style, military uniforms, cheongsam and the like.

I walked around department stores, supply and marketing cooperatives, and the food was richer than in the county, basically Chinese food, no Western food, and no self-employed people. An Yao and Lu Jiacheng secretly found the local black market, and there were many things to sell.

"Sister, this is a baked cake made by my family, filled with sauerkraut, it tastes delicious~"

"Little girl, look at me, mung bean cake ......"

An Yao stayed in front of the stall of mung bean cake for a while, this business is the best, it is almost sold, there are only about a dozen left, the mung bean cake is small, very exquisite, in this era of coarse grains everywhere and fine grains are rare, it is indeed a bright spot.

After shopping around for a while, An Yao already had a basic understanding.

"Sister, what are we doing here?" Lu Jiacheng asked puzzled. Buying something? No way! My sister's craft still needs to come here to buy things?

Lu Anyao smiled slightly: "Make money." ”

Lu Jiacheng lowered his head and thought for a minute, his eyes lit up: "Sister, do you want to sell something?" ”

"Clever!"

"Sister, then let's sell mung bean cakes, as well as osmanthus cakes and purple potato cakes, which are much better than the one just now!"

"Nope." An Yao pretended to be mysterious and shook her head.

"Huh?"

"We had to take it one step at a time, and in the beginning, we sold cakes." An Yao curled the corners of her mouth, she had been investigating for a long time just now, but she hadn't seen a cake or anything like that, she dared to guarantee that this would be the first in the history of Z City.

"Cake?" This word is unfamiliar to Lu Jiacheng, but the keen intuition of a foodie immediately invaded his nerves, and he had something new to taste! "Sister, I want to eat that cake......"

An Yao was not sure about her craft, so she was naturally happy to have a taste, looked at her eyes, and happily promised: "I'll make it for you when I go home." ”