Baili Five Fragrances: The Beginning of Entrepreneurship

Mrs. Jiao heard the sound of her son's room squirming, and began to worry: her son should not be narrow-minded and can't think about it. So he pretended to get up at night, and tiptoed to the door of Brother Jiao'er's room to see through the crack in the door to see what was going on inside, but the door was pinned by a wooden bolt, and he couldn't push the crack at all, so Mrs. Jiao was even more anxious. What a good thing it can be to do in your own house by forking the door! Not to mention that the movement in the house at this time becomes more and more subtle until it disappears. At this time, Mrs. Jiao only cared about listening through the door!

"Oh, old man, what has my son done!

Old man Jiao was actually afraid that he would speak too seriously, and his son would not be able to think about it. Hearing the sound of the murmuring in his son's room, I also wanted to see what was going on with my son. It's just that his wife is one step faster than him, and after his wife leaves, Boss Jiao is also half-leaning and looking at his son's house. Suddenly heard Mrs. Jiao's desperate screams, and rushed to her son's room. Seeing that his wife was already sitting on the ground, he couldn't hold it, so he hurriedly slammed the door with his shoulder, after all, the door was broken after four or five times, and the door and the door frame were still intimately together, but the door panel was knocked open a hole the size of a person. From Mrs. Jiao's shouting, Boss Jiao slammed the door open, and the speed she saw could only be described in a few blinks.

When the door was opened, it suddenly became much brighter. Brother Jiao looked stupid, holding a brush in his hand, standing still unresponsive. It was just a gust of wind that made the flames in the oil lamps sway, and although they were all frozen there, their figures kept shaking.

As soon as the two old men rushed into the house, of course, they saw that their son was okay, and when they saw that their son just got up and read at night, they felt much more at ease. But at this time, Brother Jiao still didn't react, and let the ink drip down with the full ink.

"Why don't you sleep so late!Waste of oil, go to sleep!" Boss Jiao's stern tone was full of ease and love. Boss Jiao avoided the wood slag all over the floor and went back to the room, because he was not wearing shoes. Mrs. Jiao also stopped sobbing, and then slowly exited her son's room, slowly closing the door that could no longer be called a door. Only Brother Jiao is still standing in his room.

Until dawn, Mr. and Mrs. Jiao still got up frequently to look at their son's room. Because my son's room has no door, it is much easier to see the situation in the house. The reason why they went back to see their son's situation was because the two of them heard from people outside the village: Now when the scholars outside are dying, they like to write a note for future generations, and some of this paper is called a will, and some are called a testament. His son is also a scholar, and he should also know this phenomenon in the cultural circle, getting up in the middle of the night to write, what he wrote should not be a suicide note! Seeing that his son was still alive and put down, he was unconsciously raised to his throat.

The sky was only slightly bright, and the old couple got up early to cook, so that they could meet their son in a bright and bright way, and they were saying a few warm words. Let yourself live well.

When everything was done and his son was called, he was lying on his desk and fell asleep, the oil lamp on the table was faintly sparkling, about to go out, and the oil was almost dry. There were several pieces of straw paper floating on the ground, and the straw paper was densely drawn.

The old couple couldn't bear to wake him up, so let him sleep.

Boss Jiao still carried a wooden stick, a kitchen knife, and a small basket on his back to go out early to his post. When the sun was on the pole, Boss Jiao felt that someone was coming, but before he stood up, he drank: "I planted this tree, this road is ......" Before he finished speaking, he stopped talking, it turned out that it was no one else who came from the wild road, it was his own only seedling - Brother Jiao. Brother Jiao is still carrying a flat pole.

Boss Jiao was overjoyed and ran a few steps, "Son, you understand, today I will teach you the skill of robbery, with such a smart brain of yours, you will learn it in one day!"

Brother Jiao also said happily to his father: "Dad, I'm not here to learn this from you!"

At this time, Boss Jiao was a little unhappy when he heard this, "Then why are you going with a flat shoulder, you don't go to neighboring Pinggu County, you also take a long detour to Pingyang County, and the business there will be easy to do!

"Dad, I figured it out last night, let's sell fruits here in the future, and we won't go anywhere! Dad, think about this wild road for twenty or thirty miles, only the two ends of the county suburbs have sold fruits, but there is no one to trade in the middle of our pestle, we happen to sell fruits here, and it is close to home. Brother Jiao told his father what he thought.

After hearing this, Boss Jiao felt that his son's words were reasonable, and it was really better to buy it than to go to the county seat to sell it. When Boss Jiao just wanted to praise his son for being smart. Unexpectedly, Brother Jiao at this time said, "Daddy, you are selling here these days, and I will come to help you after I am busy for a while." What he said made Boss Jiao cry and laugh, wondering if I was stupid for giving my son to Ma last night!

Let's not ask Brother Jiao what he is doing, just say that it is appropriate to take into account the sale of fruits by robbing people! When encountering pedestrians, they say, "I planted this sweet pear for a penny" or should I shout, "I planted this tree, and I ......drove this road?" Just shouting slogans makes people feel messy!

Boss Jiao thought to himself that his son was scolded only last night, and if he scolds him again today, he is now mentally abnormal, and he will go crazy tomorrow. So he held back his anger and didn't get angry. It's better to concentrate on buying fruits, otherwise this kid won't come back in the evening, and Lao Tzu will have to take back the two mines of vegetables and fruits, don't take your own life!

But at this time, Brother Jiao did not go far, but walked around his father's post to take a look, Boss Jiao didn't care about quietly smoking his big cigarette pouch pot, seeing that his son had not gone far, so he changed his business strategy, or changed to robbery, supplemented by selling pears.

The idea of forcibly selling fruits, two pennies and a sweet pear to be exempted from being robbed once and the idea of robbing passers-by for two pennies and giving away a sweet pear were all rejected one by one in Boss Jiao's mind. It's not a matter of earning more and earning less, but it doesn't seem very professional.

So Boss Jiao quietly waited for the robbers to come to the door. At this time, Jiao Ge'er was on a relatively flat wasteland, moving the miscellaneous stones and wood on the ground, and when the stones were too big, he took out the flat knife used to cut pears and sugarcane from the basket, dug a pit in the ground, and buried the stones in the ground. The extra dirt was scattered everywhere. Now Jiao Ge'er is not worried about the pedestrians who buy fruits, what to do if he asks him to peel it, because his father still has a kitchen knife in his hand. A kitchen knife that has never been stained with human blood.

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