Although Zhu Yonghong stole a lot of diners, Ni Yan had never had time to have five small tables on her side.

After all, there is quality to support it.

But Zhu Yonghong still affected Ni Yan. She sold out all the noodles at around 10 o'clock yesterday and sold them until after 11 o'clock today.

However, Zhu Yonghong closed the stall early.

Before leaving, he snorted coldly in front of Ni Yan.

However, this time Ni Yan didn't pay attention to her, but focused on hot noodles, as if she didn't see her.

Business is important.

She doesn't have so much time to worry about an irrelevant person.

Moreover, she roughly calculated that Zhu Yonghong sold about a thousand buns this morning.

The price of meat in Beijing is now 2 yuan, 81 pounds.

If you add ingredients, a pound of meat can make about 70-80 meat buns.

The price of removing flour and handmade is not counted, the cost of each bun is about 4 cents.

Under normal circumstances, you can only buy two meat buns for one cent, and a thousand buns cost more than 35 yuan to make a profit.

But now, at the price of six cents, only these thousand buns can be sold for about 15 yuan.

In other words, Zhu Yonghong lost more than 20 yuan this morning...

The reason why Zhu Yonghong can still laugh now is because he has not settled the score yet and does not know how much he has lost.

I guess I won't be able to laugh after I get home.

"Ni Yan." As soon as Ni Yan put the table and chairs, a gentle male voice appeared above her head.

"Hmm?" Ni Yan raised her eyes in confusion.

The person who spoke was not someone else, but the sunny boy Liu Wei.

"Is there anything wrong?" Ni Yan asked politely.

Ni Yan stood backlight, behind her were walking crowds and dense and tall sycamore trees. The dazzling sunlight poured down from the leaves, just shining on her jade-like face.

Liu Wei felt that his heart was about to jump out. He tried hard to control his abnormal emotions and then said:

"Ni Yan, I heard... you no longer study?"

"Yeah." Ni Yan nodded, "Yes."

Liu Wei didn't expect that she would admit this so calmly, and then said, "Then what are you going to do in the future? You can't be a self-employed person for the rest of your life, right? Have you ever thought about changing careers and doing something else?"

Self-employed businesses are the most unpromising industry.

At this time, a saying is popular: "If a girl wants to experience life and practice shouting, she should quickly find a self-employed person to marry her."

It is conceivable how low the status of self-employed individuals at that time was.

Ni Yan shook her head, "I haven't thought about changing careers yet. In fact, self-employed people are also good, they don't steal or rob them."

"I don't mean that." Liu Wei continued: "I think you are a girl, it's better to read more books. If you have any difficulties, you can tell me, maybe I can help you. Self-employed... After all, it's not a long-term industry. Your future life is still long."

Girls always show up outside and don’t know a single word, so it’s hard to find a good husband in the future.

Even if Ni Yan is beautiful, I believe that few college students will marry an illiterate student.

He said this for Ni Yan's sake.

If Liu Wei knew that all the self-employed people now became the first batch of Qian Ye later, he would definitely regret what he said today.

The more people look down on self-employed people today, the more people later envied the first batch of self-employed people.

Ni Yan nodded with a smile and said, "Thank you for your advice, I will consider it seriously." In fact, even if Liu Wei didn't say it, Ni Yan would not give up on his studies.

It’s just that the time is not yet ripe, and she has not yet established a foothold in the capital.

In her previous life, she was a top student at 211 University.

Of course, this life cannot be too bad.

Liu Wei scratched his head and said with a smile: "You're welcome, if you encounter any difficulties, you can tell me."

Ni Yan smiled politely: "Thank you, I will."

**

Inside a courtyard in the capital.

Zhu Yonghong pushed the old bicycle and walked in from outside with a spring breeze on his face.

"Honghong is back, how is the business today?" Sun Chunxiang immediately met.

She felt a little uncomfortable today, so she didn't set up a stall with her daughter.

Zhu Yonghong parked the bicycle and said with a smile: "Mom, I sold out all the buns today."

Upon hearing this, Sun Chunxiang said in surprise: "Honghong, aren't you kidding me?" After the words came, Sun Chunxiang said again: "Didn't the noodle seller come this morning?"

"Mom, what are you talking about?" Zhu Yonghong hugged Sun Chunxiang's arm and said coquettishly: "In your eyes, I am not as good as the slut from the countryside?"

Sun Chunxiang patted Zhu Yonghong's hand, "Mom doesn't mean that. So, you really sold out those more than 1,300 buns?"

"Of course it's true!" Zhu Yonghong straightened his chest, "You don't even look at who I am, your daughter!"

Hearing this, Sun Chunxiang's smile became more kind and kind, "That's right, how can my daughter not be powerful?"

Zhu Yonghong hugged Sun Chunxiang's arm and continued, "Mom, you didn't see how green the little bitch Ni Yan's face turned green at that time! Haha, I'm so laughing!"

As soon as he thought that he had successfully snatched most of the diners from Ni Yan this morning, Zhu Yonghong felt very happy.

Sun Chunxiang couldn't help laughing on her face, and then stretched out her hand at Zhu Yonghong, "Where is the money, let me see it."

The business of the bun hasn't been so good for a long time.

Zhu Yonghong took out a handful of some money from his bag, "Give it all here."

Sun Chunxiang took the money and stood there like that, counting with a smile, but gradually, her smile froze.

Could it be that I counted wrongly?

Sun Chunxiang counted it over and over again, but no matter how she counted it, it only cost 15.7 cents.

These thousand, one hundred buns cost 37 yuan, so why is there so much missing?

"Honghong, what about money?" Sun Chunxiang's face looked a little unfair.

Could it be that my daughter secretly embezzled the money for selling buns?

"That's all," Zhu Yonghong frowned slightly, "I've given it all to you."

Sun Chunxiang's face suddenly darkened, "There are more than 1,100 buns in total, only 15 yuan and 7 cents here, and there is still more than 20 yuan left? Did you eat it?"

She also has a son who is in college and costs about fifty yuan a month. The money she earns every month is provided to her son. Seeing that her son’s living expenses have not yet been settled, Sun Chunxiang is of course anxious!

"Don't worry, listen to me." Zhu Yonghong told Sun Chunxiang exactly what happened this morning.

After hearing this, Sun Chunxiang was furious. She threw all the change in her hand on Zhu Yonghong's face, "You are a loser! A bad guy! The bun that I have worked hard to sleep all night has been ruined by you! You will get the money back for me now! If you don't come back, you don't have to come back!"

That's more than twenty yuan! It's enough for my son's half a month's living expenses!

I have been in vain for the past ten days!

Sun Chunxiang is also a person who has not read a few days ago. She became angry and said everything.

"Mom! How could you say that to me!" Zhu Yonghong cried aggrievedly, "I'm not for the sake of our business. You don't know how many people came here to buy buns this morning."

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I asked silently, are there any cute little cute reading articles?

Why does the author always feel like he is in a stand-alone machine?

Huh...
Chapter completed!