A small packet of spicy strips costs five pieces.

Either a madman or a liar.

Apparently the woman took Lin Hai for a liar, "I don't want the goods, let's go quickly! I'm busy." ”

An eviction order was issued.

"Eldest sister, this spicy strip has a home remedy and the cost is high. "For the sake of the task of the system, and for the future of the food factory, I can only say good things about people.

"I said no. The women didn't bother to say anything more, and waved Lin Hai to go.

"Mom, I want to eat it, this spicy strip is so delicious, I want to buy it." ”

The little hairy boy who had tasted the spicy strips shouted loudly.

"What do you want" The woman was angry, this ignorant child, grabbed his arm, slapped the little hairy child on the back twice, and slapped the child to Lin Hai's face.

The little hairy boy pouted his mouth, and he cried, the tears were ready-made, and a "saliva bubble" appeared in his wide open mouth, and when he cried hard, the bubble burst, and Lin Hai seemed to hear a pop.

This woman is really ruthless, Lin Hai wonders if it is a stepmother, this little hairy child is also skinny, after being slapped twice, she cried and lay on the ground, her calves kicked around, "I want to eat spicy strips." ”

Lin Hai was embarrassed, "Eldest sister, don't beat the child, it's still ......"

"You don't have to worry about our family. ”

The woman glared at Lin Hai, as if to say that it wasn't you who messed with it.

Lin Hai was a little embarrassed, this woman's temper was too violent.

In this case, I had to leave, ride an electric car with a red cloth, walk a distance, and hear the child crying for spicy noodles.

Lin Hai was helpless, if the system allowed, he would give the child a pack.

I went to the second supermarket, but I bought a pack of chewing gum first, and asked the store owner, do you need spicy strips?

The owner of the shop, a middle-aged man in his forties, pointed to the shelves, "Just bought in." ”

Lin Hai did his ideological work, showed him photos of the workshop, and said that his spicy strips were very distinctive, especially delicious.

But the boss looked at the TV and ignored it, Lin Hai spent a lot of saliva, and finally got the word no.

The third and fourth families, when they heard that the spicy strips were five yuan a bag, their attitude towards Lin Hai changed instantly, and they all regarded Lin Hai as a liar.

It's harder than you think.

By noon, it was getting hotter and hotter.

None of the deals were made.

Lin Hai summoned the fire and complained.

Huohuo said: "You can't restrain such a small difficulty, how can you conquer the world." ”

Lin Hai's tricycle stopped in the shade of a tree and cooled off, "I still dominate the world! ”

"Do you know what it means to suppress first and then raise?" Huohuo jumped on the ground, it was now an empty body, and only Lin Hai could see it.

Then it said, "Don't you think that when you open the spicy noodles market, when they beg you to buy them, it will be a stark contrast to now? ”

When the time comes, when will it be! Lin Hai couldn't help but complain.

At noon, I found a restaurant to eat a bowl of noodles, and in the afternoon I went to other villages, but a bag of spicy noodles was not sold.

Lin Hai was a little depressed, and he didn't go home early when he saw that it was dark.

When Lin Hai was about to arrive at the factory.

I ran into an acquaintance.

Several people were standing there talking, and when they saw Lin Hai coming over in a tricycle, they whispered a few words.

When Lin Hai approached, a middleman in his forties with a circle face and beard opened his mouth and said, "Lin Hai, have your spicy noodles been produced?"

They were all neighbors, Lin Hai stopped the car, swept away the tired look on his face and said, "Yes! ”

The people in the village are more curious, because they have nothing to do, so they like to inquire about something.

"Your car is very well remodeled!"

"Haomen Food Factory, this name ......" didn't say good or bad.

As if they had discovered something new, a few people circled around Lin Hai's tricycle to watch.

"Lin Hai, how many bags have you sold today?" was a question they were concerned about, and they seemed to want an answer.

Sure enough, Lin Hai said: "At first, I didn't sell a single bag. ”

They said on their lips, don't be in a hurry and take your time, but they said in their hearts that they knew that it would be like this, they just thought that Lin Hai's spicy noodle factory was not good at all.

In the village, I don't know how many people are waiting to see Lin Hai's jokes! Because they just don't think it's okay.

"Lin Hai, look at the packaging of your spicy strips. ”

"Give us a taste!"

Maybe they don't have any bad intentions, but they just want to see it out of curiosity.

Lin Hai took out a pack from the carriage.

"Yo, this spicy strip is quite good-looking, and the color is very good-looking. "They took it and looked at it.

"What! The retail price is five yuan?"

"Lin Hai, the retail price of this bag is five yuan, it's a mistake!

Lin Hai said to them with certainty, "It's five pieces." ”

A few people were really surprised and embarrassed to taste it.

Lin Hai rode an electric tricycle after walking.

A few people began to discuss, "The spicy noodles made by Lao Lin's family sell for five yuan a pack?"

"Crazy!"

"Is it made of gold? I don't want a pack of five cents, and I don't want a pack of five cents. ”

"What's going on in my head, after being the workshop director for a few days, I really think I'm very powerful!"

"His spicy strips can be sold, and my name is written backwards. ”

Lin Hai's spicy noodles sold for five yuan a pack, and they quickly spread in the village.

I heard that the spicy strips made by the Lin Stone family are sold for five yuan a bag. Not far from Lin Hai's house, the middle-aged man hurried home and said to his daughter-in-law who was dyed with waves.

A woman in her forties, whose family has had money in the past two years, has been fashionably perming and dyeing her hair, and she has also bought a small car, "how big a bag sells for five yuan." ”

The man said: "It's the same size as the other five-cent spicy strips, their old Lin family's brains are sticky, what do you think!"

When the women heard this, they immediately said, "You don't care what they think! The sooner their factory closes down, the old lady will be happy." He spat in the direction of Lin Hai's house, looking like a shrew.

The two of them have some grievances, and they don't talk when they meet, because of the problem of the field.

There are three brothers in this family, this is the third family, and the field of Lin Hai's family is next to each other, and a few years ago, because of the problem of the field, I quarreled with Lin Hai's family, and I almost beat people.

The three of them have the upper hand in momentum, and the Lin Hai family has suffered a dumb loss.

Lin Hai returned to the factory.

Lin Shicai and Li Cuiru were there, and they came out of the house and couldn't wait to ask, "What's the matter?"

Lin Hai smiled dryly at them, "It's not sold." ”

The old couple's hearts sank, thinking that this was the result, but Lin Hai said it himself, and the last trace of fantasy was extinguished.

But he still comforted Lin Hai, "Everything is difficult at the beginning, don't worry." ”

I don't have a score in my heart, if I want to say that this is five cents, even if it is a bag of pieces, I am not afraid that it will not be sold, the key is five yuan a pack, although it is super delicious.

The two of them are addicted to eating, and now they don't eat anything except spicy strips.

The problem is how to make everyone else addicted.