After eating in the afternoon, Song Qingtian and others, together with Lin Qiaoxiang, made ramen noodles in the yard in full swing, and almost made more than 400 catties in the evening.

After dinner, Song Qingtian thought about Song Dongmei's fall in love with Qin Xiaofei, and thought that she should also tell Qin Xiaofei, so she asked Qin Xiaofei tentatively, "Xiaofei, have you thought about dealing with a target?" ”

Qin Xiaofei's heart trembled, what did Song Qingtian mean by asking.

Is she interesting to me?

No, Brother Zhao Leiming wrote love letters to her, and she didn't refuse.

So what does Song Qingtian mean by asking?

Maybe, or, maybe, Song Qingtian changed his mind and wanted to be good to himself.

But when Brother Lei Ming left, he told me to take care of Qingtian, how could I have such a thought?

Qin Xiaofei's mind was messy, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that his heart was beating hard, and he didn't know how to answer this question.

Song Qingtian asked again.

Qin Xiaofei said according to his heart: "If it is what I like, I may want to deal with it, and if I don't like it, then there is no need to mention it." ”

Song Qingtian knew Qin Xiaofei's thoughts, the last time she dissuaded Qin Xiaofei from going to the coal kiln in the grove, Qin Xiaofei misunderstood what she meant.

This time, Song Qingtian simply said straightforwardly: "How is Song Dongmei?" Does she have a crush on you? ”

Qin Xiaofei exploded like a thunderbolt above his head, "Qingtian, what did you say?" Could it be that you want to introduce me to Song Dongmei. ”

Song Qingtian smiled and said, "Xiaofei, do you still want to be my little uncle?" ”

"No, no, I just can't believe it, why would Song Dongmei take a fancy to me."

Song Qingtian told Qin Xiaofei what happened at home today.

Qin Xiaofei was extremely depressed, it turned out that it was because she was bullied twice by Song Dongmei, Song Dongmei listened to the words of the fortune teller, so she pestered herself, no wonder Wang Fengying came home from school on the night of her illness and went to the entrance of the village, Song Dongmei kept pestering herself.

"Qingtian, I don't like Song Dongmei at all, and I even hate him."

"But who is Song Dongmei, you also know that if this matter is not resolved, I think Song Dongmei will always pester Aunt Feng Ying, and Aunt Feng Ying who is tossed will not be able to raise her body."

"You're right, I've got to figure this out."

The next day, Tao Jinshan appeared at the door of Song Qingtian's house on time at eight o'clock, took the goods, paid the money, and left after loading the goods.

Before leaving, Tao Jinshan said: "I will come back in three days, I think I will need at least 1,000 catties of crispy noodles, you can make more, try to make more." ”

1,000 pounds in three days, Song Qingtian felt that it was not a problem, so he nodded and agreed.

As the number of crispy noodles that Tao Jinshan asked for was getting more and more every time, Song Qingtian also had to think about going to the county seat to buy a noodle machine.

So, she temporarily decided to get into Tao Jinshan's car and went to Jinping County by the way.

Tao Jinshan told her along the way about the recent sales of crispy noodles, which are selling very well in the county.

When I arrived at Tao Jinshan's store, there were already a lot of people waiting to buy goods, and in less than an hour, more than 400 catties of Tao Jinshan's crisp noodles had been divided.

After Tao Jinshan was busy, he took Song Qingtian to take a look in his shop.

Song Qingtian saw that Tao Jinshan's shop has three storefronts, and the signboard of Jinshan Food is hung on the store, and there are all kinds of agricultural products in the store, such as grain and oil, deep-processed grain, eggs, etc.

"Brother Tao, are you doing a good job in this business?"

Tao Jinshan said with a smile: "I am the first company in Jinping County to do food business, but it has been a long time, and it is not a good business." ”

Song Qingtian asked: "Brother Tao, I think the business of crispy noodles is very good, it seems that you can sell 1,000 catties a day?" ”

"I'm doing wholesale now, wholesale to them save some trouble, if one day 1000 pounds, should be able to wholesale out. On a sunny day, if you can make 1,000 pounds a day, that's fine. ”

Song Qingtian said: "This may also be there, I came to the county today to go to the agricultural machinery station to see if there is a machine for making noodles, if there is a machine, the output can go up, manual ramen, it is really inefficient." ”

"Your idea is good, the machine replaces labor, saves labor and time, and the output is high. I happen to have nothing to do today, I'll take you to the agricultural machinery station to have a look. ”

Tao Jinshan said hello to the woman in the store, and took Song Qingtian to Jinping County Agricultural Machinery Station.

In 1982, the county agricultural machinery station can be said to be a light business, and there are almost no machines used for agricultural processing, most of which are Dongfanghong tractor accessories.

The agricultural machinery station also belonged to the state unit at that time, and the salesman of the agricultural machinery station was also a little arrogant.

Song Qingtian asked a male salesman in his forties, "Master, do you buy a dough sheeter here?" ”

"What's the dough sheeter?"

Listening to the answer, Song Qingtian knew that the agricultural machinery station did not have this thing, but she still explained to the salesperson, "It is a machine that can make noodles." ”

The male salesman shook his head and said, "I've heard of this, but it is not sold in the county seat, but it is sold in the provincial capital, and the price is quite expensive." ”

"Master, can you help me get into a few dough sheeters?"

The male salesman said: "You have to ask the stationmaster about this, our salesman doesn't care about this, I heard that it is not easy to buy a dough sheeter in the provincial capital, and it can only be sold to you if you have a city hukou." ”

In the 80s, the materials were still the distribution system, and some advanced machines, household appliances and other things were purchased from the city on demand.

If you want to go to the electrical appliance mall to buy a TV and a refrigerator, you need a city hukou to buy it.

"Master, is your stationmaster there?"

Song Qingtian still wants to try it to see if the agricultural machinery stationmaster has a way.

"The stationmaster went to a meeting and didn't come to work today."

"Can the master ......?"

"I can't."

The male salesman immediately interrupted Song Qingtian's words, and did not wait for Song Qingtian to make any requests.

Song Qingtian could only leave in a huff.

On the way back, Tao Jinshan said: "The people in the state unit are like this, and there is really no favor at all. What if you can't buy a dough sheeter? ”

"Brother Tao, don't worry, I will find another way, your 1,000 catties of noodles will not be delayed."

Tao Jinshan very much wants Song Qingtian to buy a dough sheeter today, not only can the output of crispy noodles come up, but he can make more money, he actually has another idea.

If the output comes up, he can propose to Song Qingtian about reducing the price.

Tao Jinshan was also a little disappointed that he didn't buy it at the moment, but he soon had a new idea.

"Sunny day, if you want to buy it, I can ask someone to go to the province to buy you two."

"Brother Tao, can you really help me buy it?"

"I have a relative in the provincial capital, and he has a city hukou in the provincial capital, and I thought that if the provincial capital had one to buy, it should be able to buy it, so that you would save a trip and a lot of trouble."

Song Qingtian originally thought that if she couldn't buy it in the county, she would have the idea of going to the provincial capital, even if she didn't have a city hukou, she would have to try her luck, and she was very happy to see Tao Jinshan offer to help.

Of course, Tao Jinshan has found an opportunity to propose a price reduction at this moment.

"On a sunny day, if I help you buy the dough sheeter, if the production of crispy noodles goes up, the price will almost drop a little."

Song Qingtian secretly thought in his heart, this Tao Jinshan is really worthy of being a businessman, he thinks about maximizing profits everywhere, and just helped himself a little, so he proposed to reduce the price.

But that's fine, businessmen who are purely for profit do business more simply.

You help me, I will lower the price for you, it is also a fair deal.

"Of course, if there is a machine, the output of crispy noodles will go up, and it is possible to reduce the price, and we will discuss it later."

The dough sheeter didn't arrive, and Song Qingtian didn't know how much the output could be increased, so he didn't say anything to death.

"And how many are you going to want?"

"Three."

Tao Jinshan thought for a while, "Okay, I'll see if my relative can buy three, anyway, I can buy you at least one, and if I can buy three, I'll try to buy three." ”

"Brother Tao, we don't know the price of the dough sheeter yet, I'll give you 300 yuan first."

It is naturally better to let people help buy things, and it is naturally better to pay for them first.

Song Qingtian said that she was about to pay for it, but Tao Yuanshan stopped her: "Qingtian, I can still help you pay for the money to buy a few dough sheeters, and when the dough sheeter comes back, I will send it to your home, and you will pay the money by reading the invoice." ”

Tao Jinshan is smart, I will help you completely, even if you have money, I will help you pay first, and finally I will personally send it to you, so that you feel that I am sincere to you, and when the time comes, you will be embarrassed not to bargain.

Song Qingtian understood what Tao Jinshan was thinking, so he smiled and said: "Brother Tao, you are really good, the dough sheeter is back, and the output will definitely reduce the price for you." ”

Tao Jinshan got what he wanted, and naturally he was happy in his heart, so he invited Song Qingtian to his house for lunch.

Song Qingtian saw that it was still early, so he shirked it and said that he had something to ask and wanted to go around the city.

Cotton is produced in Jinping County, and the best benefit in Jinping County in the 80s is the county cotton mill.

The cotton mill is next to the county government 1 government, the public security bureau and other government agencies, and the best high school in the county is also nearby.

Song Qingtian unconsciously walked to the door of the county high school.

Suddenly, someone called her name: "Song Qingtian, is it you?" ”

Song Qingtian was stunned, does anyone in the county high school know me?