Xiaomin, you don't have to wait until school starts, if someone in the village sees that the hairpin on your head looks good, you can sell it first! Lin Susu was praised by the little sister and quickly came up with an idea.

Tips for doing business: Try not to overwhelm the goods.

Wu Xiaomin's capital is small, and the shorter the backlog of goods in his hands, the faster he can make money. Besides, jewelry and the like have a "popular period". When it was popular, it was easy to sell, and after a few months, this kind of hairpin was "outdated", how could Wu Xiaomin make money?

"Yes, yes! How did I not think of that? Susu, you're really capable. After listening to Lin Susu's explanation, Wu Xiaomin couldn't help but be overjoyed.

Wu Xiaomin's idea is very simple, she just thinks that the hairpin is good-looking and cheap, and after taking it home, she should be able to make a little money.

Wu Xiaomin has heard of such a set of "theoretical knowledge" like Lin Susu.

Backlog? Obsolete? Not really! If you go to buy hair clips yourself, you will definitely pick a popular style to buy! It's outdated, and I don't love it for free.

According to Lin Susu's train of thought, Wu Xiaomin's thoughts couldn't help but spread.

There are also a lot of girls in Dahuang Village, and there are still many people who like the "fashionable goods" in Dapeng County.

"Xiaomin, you didn't tell your second aunt about your wholesale price, did you?" Lin Susu asked.

Zhou Yueji, who smelled the smell of making money, would definitely rush to do it. Lin Susu didn't want Wu Xiaomin to spend so much effort, but he was taken advantage of by Zhou Yueji.

"I didn't tell her, my second aunt, who is too philistine, knows that I am pouring hairpins, and she will definitely steal my business." Wu Xiaomin pursed his lips and said.

Zhou Yueji is such a person, in addition to interests, any family affection and the like have to be in the back row.

"Yes, don't tell her that your second aunt is not a good person." In front of Wu Xiaomin, Lin Susu did not hide his perception of Zhou Yueji.

"Susu, it seems that our heroes see the same thing!" Wu Xiaomin patted Lin Susu's arm and laughed.

The two little sisters were chatting and gossiping with each other, when the smell of the kitchen was carried to the backyard along the wind.

"Susu, what are you doing today?" Wu Xiaomin shrugged his nose and shouted in surprise and joy: "Osmanthus cake!" It's osmanthus cake! ”

Lin Susu's osmanthus cake, soft and glutinous with the sweetness of osmanthus, is Wu Xiaomin's favorite dim sum, there is no one.

It's a pity that osmanthus cake is too cumbersome to make.

When Su Xiaoqiao was alive, he would only do this once or twice a year when Lin Ansheng went home to visit his relatives.

Su Xiaoqiao passed away, and Wu Xiaomin cried very sadly. One of the unspeakable reasons is that I am afraid that I will never be able to eat the delicious osmanthus cake made by Su Xiaoqiao in the future.

"Xiaomin, do you have a dog nose? You smelled the fragrance of my osmanthus cake in Dapeng County, and then returned to the village, right? Lin Susu saw Wu Xiaomin's gluttonous face, and couldn't help but joke.

"I don't know if it's a dog's nose, my legs must be longer than yours anyway." Wu Xiaomin raised his head and glanced at Lin Susu.

In the dialect of Liuhe Town, "long feet" means that no matter what good things are, they will catch up.

"Hee-hee-hee-hee······" Lin Susu looked at Wu Xiaomin and smiled.

"Susu, I'm going to eat a piece today······ No, two pieces of osmanthus cake, do you think it's okay? Wu Xiaomin smelled the fragrance wafting from the kitchen, squinted his eyes, and showed an intoxicated smile on his face.

"My grandmother and I made a basket of osmanthus cakes, Xiaomin, you can eat as many pieces as you like." Lin Susu waved his hand and said generously.

Wu Fengjiao's snack bar is about to open, and these days, Lin Susu and Wu Fengjiao eat at home as long as they are free. Today, Lin Susu taught Wu Fengjiao to make osmanthus cake for the first time, and was caught up by Wu Xiaomin.

"Really? Great, great. Susu, you are really my good sister. Wu Xiaomin's eyes were about to light up.

You can eat as much osmanthus cake as you want, this is a dream that Wu Xiaomin has not been able to realize!

"Forget it, I'll eat the most...... Three pieces! Wu Xiaomin reluctantly set an upper limit for himself.

Osmanthus cake is very cumbersome to make, and Wu Xiaomin is not a person without measure.

"Sister Xiaomin, what are you polite to me? Done a lot, tube full. Lin Susu couldn't help laughing when he saw Wu Xiaomin's face wrinkled, looking like he couldn't make a choice.

"Hee-hee-hee······ I know that Su Su is the best, then I'm welcome! Wu Xiaomin couldn't help laughing out loud when he saw that Lin Susu was not polite to him.

When Lin Susu and Wu Xiaomin came to the kitchen hand in hand, Wu Fengjiao was about to go to the backyard to call them.

Tonight's dinner at Lin Susu's house is osmanthus cake and a plate of stir-fried cabbage.

"Xiaomin, it's time to eat." Wu Fengjiao stuffed a pair of chopsticks into Wu Xiaomin and said with a smile.

"Granny Wu, no need, I'll eat two osmanthus cakes, and I'll have to go home for dinner!" Wu Xiaomin still remembers the excuse he said not long ago in order to support Zhou Yueji.

"I asked Yueji to bring a message to your mother, dinner will be eaten here, it's okay." Wu Fengjiao said.

"Oh well! Thank you, Granny Wu. I've been hungry for osmanthus cake for a long time. Wu Xiaomin was not polite, took the chopsticks, and went straight to the table.

After the first bite of osmanthus cake was in his mouth, Wu Xiaomin squinted his eyes happily.

That's right, it's this taste, sweet, sweet, soft and glutinous, exactly the same as what Aunt Xiao Qiao used to make.

"How? Taste and ······ Is it well done? Wu Fengjiao looked at Wu Xiaomin with some expectation.

Wu Fengjiao wanted to ask, "Does it taste similar to what Xiao Qiao did?" When the words came to his lips, he was afraid of causing Lin Susu's sadness, so he changed his rhetoric.

As the opening day is approaching, Wu Fengjiao is a little anxious these days. She was afraid that if she was doing business for the first time and made too few snacks, the shop would lose money.

In order to appease Wu Fengjiao's anxiety, Lin Susu specially taught Wu Fengjiao to make this osmanthus cake today.

To tell the truth, Lin Susu will make this osmanthus cake, and Wu Fengjiao is quite unexpected.

Lin Susu is only ten years old after all! Wu Fengjiao was afraid that the osmanthus cake made by Lin Susu would be different from that made by Xiao Qiao.

"It's delicious, it's exactly the same as the osmanthus cake that Aunt Xiao Qiao used to make." Wu Xiaomin nodded while eating, and after swallowing the osmanthus cake in his mouth, he had time to speak.

Lin Susu didn't speak, sat in his place, holding a piece of osmanthus cake in his hand, and gnawed slowly.

Looking at the sweetness of Wu Xiaomin's food, Lin Susu's heart seemed extraordinarily calm.

After being reborn, Lin Susu made osmanthus cake for the first time and ate osmanthus cake for the first time.

The elegant fragrance of osmanthus bloomed in Lin Susu's mouth.

Lin Susu's heart was a little sour, and tears couldn't help but welled up in his eyes.

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