"Let's not leave yet, let's see how the spiced melon seeds are selling here?"

Mi Qian took them to sit in the corner, anyway, they have no work in the factory now, and when they came out, they also arranged for the workers in the Zhanpeng factory to do things.

"Cheng, Weiguo, you can also sit here, see if you don't, you have to have a sweeter mouth to do business, and you have to use your brain."

Why did Wang Youcai say this, of course, because they asked for trust, and when they first entered the market, Mi Qian discussed it with him and felt that they had to be invited.

At the beginning, the few things to buy were basically the trust that Wang Youcai had asked for, but all the ones that came up later were bought by themselves.

"I know, Uncle Wang, I will definitely study hard."

Wei Guo's clothes were not thick, and his nose came out from the cold, so he secretly wiped it.

When they get off work, many workers go here, and some people in the small shop put the spiced melon seeds in the front and the most conspicuous place.

Wang Li usually has no other hobbies, but she likes to knock melon seeds, and if she has nothing to do, she will weigh some back, and when the time comes, she will sit by the brazier and eat melon seeds while roasting the fire, and the days are beautiful.

"Sister Wang, there are five-spiced melon seeds today, do you want to have some."

Because he is a regular customer, he comes and goes every day, but the boss is very familiar, picked up the bag and pointed to the new melon seeds.

"Oh, when did the spiced melon seeds come out, why haven't I seen them, Cheng, weigh some for me to taste."

Wang Li grabbed some melon seeds and ate them first while talking, but the boss also knew her habit, so he asked with a smile.

"Is it to your liking?"

"This melon seed is fragrant, it's delicious!"

Wang Li dared to bet with her experience of knocking melon seeds, she had never eaten these spiced melon seeds, and the taste was fragrant, and the melon seed meat was also dyed with five spices, which was delicious.

There are also many people in other stores who weigh the spiced melon seeds back, because now these people will taste the things before they weigh them, and some people taste the flavor of the spiced melon seeds, so they naturally think they are delicious.

"It seems that our melon seeds are quite successful, at least others will buy them after tasting them, which is much better than the original melon seeds."

Spiced melon seeds are more expensive than original melon seeds, but they are not as delicious as these spiced melon seeds, and as long as the workers weigh one or two cents, there is a small half bag, and the melon seeds are not heavy.

"Then tomorrow we don't need to take melon seeds to sell."

Wang Youcai saw that his melon seeds were almost sold, and his eyes narrowed into a line with a smile.

"Of course, we have to use it to sell, let's go to another big market to push, let's go back to the factory, it's not too early."

Mi Qian was afraid that Gu Shen was waiting for him outside again, and seeing that the sales situation here was quite good, he quickly took them back to the factory in a tricycle.

However, as soon as I returned to the factory, I heard the staff in the office say that someone had called and left a message.

"Boss Mi, it's a comrade named Gu Shen who said that he still has to train tonight, so there is no way to pick you up."

The employee who answered the phone wrote all the words Gu Shen said on the paper, and after Mi Qian took it and looked at it, he thanked him.

He didn't come to pick him up, and Mi Qian took the car back to the army by himself.

In the somewhat dim mountains, Gu Shen sat on the stone with a serious face, listening to the people below talk about the mountain.

"Little man, what are you looking at!" A man jokingly snatched the book from the person opposite.

"Haha, the pattern of knitting wool, are you going to learn to weave wool? Little man, I don't want to give you a partner! ”

The little man smiled good-naturedly and took the book.

"Yes, I don't have the conditions to let the subject join the army, and besides, I don't have much time to go back at the end of the year, so I want to knit a scarf for her, so that she will think of me when she wears it."

The idea of a small man is quite romantic.