Then Yang Liu didn't speak again, and Uncle Qian was able to finish eating the zongzi.

"Not bad!" Uncle Qian praised and handed the plate to Yang Liu.

"What else do you need to say?" Yang Liu smiled and stretched out his hand to take the plate, "Uncle Qian, it seems that your business is not very good." "During the time when Uncle Qian was eating zongzi, there was not a single new customer, which is a bit miserable.

"! Where did you see that Lao Tzu's business was not good? Lao Tzu is a first-day businessman, and he is not yet famous. The businessman is most taboo for others to say that his business is not good, Uncle Qian blew his beard and glared: "The crow laughs at the pig black, I don't think so." ”

Yang Liu was stunned for a moment, and suddenly looked at Uncle Qian with a smile. When the latter reacted, he turned around and scolded others for bringing himself up, and Uncle Qian almost gave him a mouthful of himself. That's true, he's a pig.

"Then congratulations to Uncle Qian for opening a good business." Yang Liu turned his mouth and saw someone in front of his stall, so he immediately jumped over again, "It's coming, it's coming." Does the aunt want to buy zongzi? Ten wen for meat, six wen for red dates, buy five get one free. ”

Hey, after such a while, how can you start business?

The man said, "It's not cheap." ”

Yang Liu knew that this was the master with money in his hands as soon as he looked at this person's clothing and skin appearance, "It's not a problem that it's expensive, the key is that you enjoy it." The pastries produced by Yunzhiwei are also half a tael smaller, delicious but not hungry. I've made some of the best glutinous rice and fresh meat in the morning. You see, this is what I just peeled off for others to taste, and there is no real material in it, absolutely no fakes. It's really true that our farmers make something. You can eat with absolute peace of mind. ”

This is a housekeeper mother in the outer courtyard of the Chen family in the town, and the house distributes zongzi according to the routine every year. There are red beans and mung bean fillings. They often have a few fatty and greasy meat dumplings with this status, and they don't want to eat the second bite after one bite, and the taste is not outstanding. Her son, who was raised in the country, was going to come to see her, and she had to prepare some good food to entertain, because she didn't have time to make something herself, so she bought something nice while she was out. Eat zongzi on the Dragon Boat Festival, and respond to the festival.

As an errand in a big family's house, I still have eyesight, and when I look at this filling, I know that it is not the thing that just stuffs a lump of meat. I am satisfied. The housekeeper's mother waved her hand arrogantly, "If there is anything else stuffing, bring me five of each, don't send it, pick it out for me." ”

Looking at this not bad money, Yang Liu's eyes have become ingots, evil rich people, damn rich people, cute rich people.

"And the jujubes. Rest assured, it's all good. Although he assured this, Yang Liu still made a careful choice.

Seeing this, the housekeeper's mother nodded with satisfaction and gave the money happily. Yang Liu quickly found good money: "Looking for you for twenty wen, you are welcome to come again next time." ”

When the man walked away, Yang Liucai jumped on the spot. Uncle Qian looked unpleasant again, "Don't be sassy." Let's think about how to sell more zongzi, there are not many opportunities to encounter this kind of wrongdoing. ”

"How can it be wronged? I'm all boutiques, the price is the embodiment of a brand, it's worth the money, you know? Yang Liu argued.

Whenever it comes to talking about the price, Uncle Qian always feels as if there is a communication barrier with Yang Liu, and he doesn't care, "Yes, I won't persuade you, anyway, it's only two or three days." Does anyone still eat it every day? ”

"Why two or three days?" Yang Liu wondered, Jiaxing zongzi is so famous, almost everyone has to eat a meat zongzi in the morning, why is it impossible for her to treat zongzi as a career? Underestimate her.

Yes, this is a stupid girl, Uncle Qian is naturally unwilling to fight with this kind of person who doesn't turn his brains, so as not to lower the grade.

The two didn't argue on this topic, but changed the topic and chatted again.

The sun was getting bigger, Yang Liu raised his head to wipe his sweat, opened the umbrella, looked at the two figures of one big and one small who were getting closer and closer, and turned back to Uncle Qian and said, "Uncle Qian, my three bowls of wontons can be cooked." ”

There is no reason to break the trust of others if he promised, and Uncle Qian didn't say anything, threw the wrapped wontons into the boiling fresh soup, and looked at Yang Liu's companion by the way. Look at Yang Liu combing the woman's head, the tall black man should be her husband, could it be that kid Uncle Qian glanced at Yang Liu with some surprise, and said, "I can't see it, your son is so old." ”

There is no business, Yang Liu simply sat on Uncle Qian's stall and waited for the wontons to cook, and he pulled a pergola on the stall, but it was not too hot. Hearing this, he rolled his eyes and said, "Uncle, that's my nephew, I'm only fifteen...... Six, seven, or eight years old. When the words came out, Yang Liu realized that she didn't know how old the deity of this body was. She talked nonsense for several years, but Uncle Qian was stunned, and Yang Liu didn't care, "I just got married." ”

The little lady who lives so delicately may really be just a new daughter-in-law, but is there anyone in the world who doesn't know her age? This girl can't be in her right mind.

Or, was it picked up?

Uncle Qian was thundered by this thought, forget it, don't guess.

There were footsteps approaching from behind, and then I heard Li Cong's slightly apologetic voice, "Lady, wait for a hurry." ”

However, sitting next to Yang Liu, Dashan sat next to Li Cong. Li Cong stretched out three fingers: "Boss, three bowls of wontons." ”

"Here we are." As soon as the words fell, three bowls of wontons appeared in front of the three of them.

"It's really fast." Li Cong muttered, picked up the chopsticks and began to eat.

"Thank you." It's not that I haven't eaten breakfast, look at you like that. Yang Liu stretched out his arm and turned Li Cong, and asked again, "Dashan, how is your wormwood selling?" ”

Dashan was a little excited and took out a copper plate from his arms, and then another ......

"Twenty-six copper plates in total." The mountain reported the number.

"Ah, that's amazing." Willow gave a thumbs up.

"Hehe, fifth aunt and fifth uncle, let's come back tomorrow." Dashan is full of energy.

Li Cong didn't want to spoil the fun, "Come, you must come." ”

Yang Liu took the chopsticks and flicked the wontons in the bowl to make them cool faster, and said to Li Cong while tilting his head: "I still have an idea, you listen to me, you go to the umbrella shop tomorrow ......"

The next morning, Li Cong still picked the stove, pot and firewood, and Dashan walked the streets and alleys to sell wormwood, while Li Cong went to the Hujia umbrella shop as discussed by the two last night.

"Didn't the guest officer look at it?" Seeing that Li Cong didn't choose his favorite one after picking several umbrellas in a row, the shopkeeper couldn't help but ask.

The umbrella is a must-have for every household, not to mention how rare it is, but it is also indispensable. His family was the first to start the umbrella business, and it is considered a time-honored brand. At first, the business was very good, but with the profit, there were more people following the trend, and a few more shops appeared in the town one after another, and his family's business was not good. The same painting scene, the same materials, your family sells 30 Wen, and people only need 28, which one will the budget-conscious housewives choose? The profits of umbrellas are getting thinner and thinner, and even becoming more transparent, and the umbrella industry in the entire basin town has maintained its current situation.

If it was left in the past, just look at Li Cong's dress, and the shopkeeper Hu would not pay attention to it, and handed it over to Xiao Er to send away. But now, the huge store is just a shopkeeper and a young son who doesn't want to study. He wanted to change careers, but his father knocked his head a few times with a cane, and repeatedly this was an ancestral business and was not allowed to sell. Ancestral industry, ancestral industry, if it is really five ways to go, it doesn't matter what ancestral industry it is.

Li Cong raised his head and smiled: "Shopkeeper, I have a deal, I don't know if you are interested." ”

Shopkeeper Hu had to look at Li Cong seriously again, clothes made of coarse linen, with a smile on his face, no matter how he looked at it, he was a farmer. But the more people look at the simpler, the more they should beware. His umbrella shop doesn't look like much, but there are still many craftsmen who remember the kindness of his old man. People can't look good, the shopkeeper Hu refuses to try lightly but will not take it as a joke, and says cautiously: "What business do you want to do?" ”

Li Cong smiled innocently: "The shopkeeper doesn't need to be nervous, I am from Lijiatun, and I often hear the elders mention how fine and beautiful the umbrellas made by the Hujia umbrella shop in the town are, and I came here today." ”

The shopkeeper shook his head with a wry smile: "That's all in the past." ”

"It doesn't matter if the past is not in the past, people have to look forward. Aren't I looking for the cooperation of the shopkeeper today? Li Cong is not so pessimistic. The emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and the heritage of any once glorious shop should not be underestimated.

"How do you want to work together?"

"I'd like to sell an umbrella with the shopkeeper."

What else can an umbrella do? The shopkeeper Hu was just about to refuse, but Li Cong said again: "The shopkeeper is not busy refusing first, I will give a fixed amount of silver here, you first make the umbrella I need according to what I said, and it is not too late to agree to cooperate when you see the results." ”

The shopkeeper agreed after thinking about it, Li Cong's mention did not lose anything to him, this is also an opportunity, why miss it?

Li Cong took out two copies of the contract from his arms, "This is the contract I asked someone to write, the shopkeeper will take a look, if there is no problem, we will put a handprint." ”

The paper and pen for writing the deed are still exchanged by Yang Liu with two meat dumplings from Yu's, Yang Liu took the pen and practiced for a long time before writing these two pieces of paper.

The two sides stamped their handprints, and Li Cong took out his own deed, and then took out another drawing to show the shopkeeper.

"This is the ......" at first glance there is nothing surprising, but in the ordinary, the real chapter is seen, and a hint of surprise flashes in the eyes of the shopkeeper, maybe he really has to rely on this to come back to life.

"I call it a parasol."

The shopkeeper was just pleased, and then quickly calmed down, "However, after all, the people who buy these are small vendors, and it is in vain that they can't afford to buy them." ”

Li Cong said with a smile: "This is all in the future, people can't eat a fat man in one bite, shopkeeper Hu will make the umbrella I want to make first." ”

Shopkeeper Hu took a deep breath and clenched his fists, "It's me who is anxious." ”

Li Cong smiled, and returned to the appearance of an honest and honest person. (To be continued......)