Thinking of this, it made Wang Xiaohei difficult. Now not only is he poor, but even the entire family can't come up with 2,000 yuan.

What's the use of having a mind full of knowledge? Although there are many uniform roads in front of him, it is simply a fool's dream to want to make a career out of the white wolf with empty gloves.

At all times, the fundamentals of the economy are the key factor.

Wang Xiaohei thought about it over and over again, and when he finally saw a fruitful persimmon tree behind the house, his eyes lit up.

"Yes, I can sell pickled persimmons." Wang Xiaohei suddenly had an idea.

As soon as he said it, Wang Xiaohei brought a ladder, and then climbed up the tree along the ladder with a skewer on his back.

Soon, Wang Xiaohei picked some persimmons.

Back at home, Wang Xiaohei washed the persimmons with ancient well water, and then soaked them in memory of the method.

It happened that Wang Dadian was going home to drink water, and saw Wang Xiaohei picking persimmons, so he asked with some curiosity: "Xiaohei, what are you doing with so many persimmons?" These persimmons are not ripe yet. ”

"Grandpa, you're back, I want to eat pickled persimmons." Wang Xiaohei responded with a smile.

"Okay, these persimmons are going to be kept for you to pay for your tuition, Xiao Hei, why did you pick so many of them at once? And I can't eat, didn't I leave enough food for you? Wang Dadian said obviously with some distress.

Wang Xiaohei hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, grandpa, I've eaten enough, I just want to make some persimmons to eat, these persimmons will be sold to me by you, and I will give you money when the time comes." ”

"Xiao Hei, I'm not looking for you for money, if you want to eat, you can tell us, and you don't have to pick this unripe persimmon at once, besides, do you know how to soak persimmons?" Wang Dadian looked at Wang Xiaohei with some anger and asked.

In the hearts of Wang Dadian and Yue Xiuli, Wang Xiaohei couldn't even cook rice, and even lit the fire of the firewood stove, otherwise, how could he soak persimmons.

In order not to let Wang Dadian see the flaws, Wang Xiaohei could only lie that the teacher had inadvertently talked about the method of making persimmons when he was at school, so he wanted to come back and try it.

A week later, Wang Xiaohei took out all the persimmons he had soaked.

"Old lady, do you smell anything of this incense?" Yue Xiuli put down the hoe in her hand and stood in place, asking with some doubts.

"It's like, what is this incense?" Wang Dadian also looked around.

Just when the two were puzzled, Wang Xiaohei brought the soaked persimmons to the two of them.

"Grandparents, sit down and rest for a while, let's eat a pickled persimmon first." Wang Xiaohei said.

After Wang Dadian and Yue Xiuli took a persimmon alone, Yue Xiuli took the lead and said: "Which door is this pickled persimmon?" Xiao Hei, this is the persimmon you soaked? ”

"yes, grandma, let's eat it quickly." Wang Xiaohei responded with a smile.

Yue Xiuli took a bite with some concern.

"Which one is delicious? Much better than the persimmons we soaked in previous years. ”

"Really?" Wang Dadian looked at Yue Xiuli with some disbelief.

Then, Wang Dadian couldn't wait to take a bite.

"It's true that melons are delicious, Xiao Hei, where did you learn this persimmon?" Wang Dadian asked.

"Grandpa, didn't I say it all? These are taught by teachers. Wang Xiaohei explained.

"Xiao Hei, your task now is to study kindly, and don't do anything else." Wang Dadian said earnestly.

"Oh." Wang Xiaohei replied a little unhappily.

After lunch, Wang Xiaohei took these persimmons and walked towards the school early.

The school where Wang Xiaohei studied was in the township, and it took about three hours to walk. At this time, Wang Xiaohei had already started to live on campus, so he could only go home after school every Friday afternoon, and would go to school every Sunday afternoon.

The reason why Wang Xiaohei went to school very early was because he wanted to take all these persimmons to the market to sell.

He carried the persimmons on his back to the entrance of the market, and then carefully placed the persimmons. Because it was just in time for the market today, there were still a lot of people on the street at this time.

After Wang Xiaohei quickly made preparations, he cleared his throat and shouted loudly: "Uncles and aunts, brothers and sisters, sweet and crisp pickled persimmons, I guarantee that you will not regret eating them, the quantity is limited, first come, first served." ”

"Two cents a piece, don't miss the opportunity to pass by, you can't buy two cents and suffer a loss, you can't be fooled, but you can buy my delicious persimmons, everyone come and see."

Wang Xiaohei saw different people and used different selling techniques.

With Wang Xiaohei's deafening shouting, there were some people in front of him. But everyone just looked at it, and no one wanted to buy it. Some people even said, "This baby doesn't go to school, who came here to sell pickled persimmons?" ”。

For these, Wang Xiaohei has long been deaf.

Time passed minute by minute, and just when Wang Xiaohei was a little anxious, he suddenly saw a beautiful woman wearing lamp grass velvet walking slowly, and the leather shoes under her feet made a "cluck" sound on the stone road, which was very crisp.

Seeing that this person is dressed more fashionably, he looks more rich at first glance.

Wang Xiaohei immediately shouted: "Selling persimmons, big and crisp pickled persimmons, men have strength to eat, women have good figure, and couples are even more white-headed and old." ”

"Young man, what you're saying is a bit mysterious, isn't it? Isn't this just a pickled persimmon? And this effect? I don't believe it. A middle-aged man said with a smile.

"It's true, I don't believe it either, don't be deceived."

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"Everyone, don't believe it, my persimmon is not an ordinary persimmon, not only has the effects just now, but also can beautify and nourish the skin, replenish qi and blood." Wang Xiaohei said with a smile.

"Young man, aren't you just an ordinary persimmon?" The fashionably dressed woman just happened to be passing by, so she quipped.

"Sister, that's because you didn't eat my persimmon, I'm not an ordinary persimmon, but a persimmon from the high mountains, full of nutrients, and soaked with an exclusive recipe, guaranteed to be different from the persimmon you have eaten before, as long as you eat my persimmon, it is guaranteed to make you back to eighteen years old." Wang Xiaohei said.

Wang Xiaohei used some modern sales tactics to make this woman's heart bloom in a few words.

"Do your persimmons really have this effect?"