Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

　　 Wanfeng taught them how to yell and yell.

　　 "Why is this so embarrassing? You can't open your mouth!" Jiang Jun pretended to be on one side and was kicked by Wan Feng.

　　 "Why are you embarrassed when you stole things? By the way, if someone asks us that we are students in that school, they say we are not students. We don't go to school, have you heard?"

Seeing everyone hesitating, Wan Feng added: “Don’t take it seriously, telling you whether you are eating a big meal or drinking northwest wind at noon today is all in your mouth. If you don’t shout, it will be slow to sell. Stand here first, and I will give you a demonstration first."

　　 When they were speaking, they had already come to the crowded place. Wan Feng asked the four of them to stand a little further away from the crowd circle and walked to the crowd by themselves.

　　 "Pssicle popsicles! The cool popsicles cost two cents apiece. The popsicles are comfortable at the entrance to the forehead and cool to the heels. Go to the heat to release heatstroke. Some of them will soon be sold. If they are slow, they may be gone."

　　 The climax of the game in the stadium, the adults and children watching the excitement are also full of enthusiasm, naturally sweating and being darkened by the sun.

　　 Wanfeng’s voice was like spring breeze and rain, love was nourished, and the eyes of men, women and children suddenly burst into magnificent light.

　　 In Ma Huan, Xu Bin, Tan Chun, and Jiang Jun’s gaze, the fifty popsicles in Wanfeng’s wooden box were sold out in the blink of an eye.

　　 This is all gone!

Wan Feng came back with the empty box, and said triumphantly: "Have you seen it? Just sell it, and don't be rushed to Baiji when you are in a hurry, even if it’s too late. Don't lose anything when selling slowly, do you understand?"

　　 "I understand."

　　 "Don't have any conflicts with others. Please call me if you have anything to do. Alright, you go, I'll go back and install popsicles."

　　 Everyone who just started buying and selling has a fear that no one will buy something. This kind of psychology will especially affect his self-confidence. But as long as the first business is completed, the worries in my heart will disappear, and the self-confidence will gradually rise.

　　 When Xu Bin, Tan Chun, and Jiang Jun each made their first business, everything else was done.

　　 Ma Huan himself delivered the goods at the popsicle factory. Although he hadn't sold anything on the market, he had no choice but to avoid eating a bun at noon.

Among these people, it was Jiang Jun. This product soon discovered that selling things is a very interesting thing. Selling goods and making profits from the difference between purchases and shipments seems to be more interesting than stealing things. too much.

　　 The enthusiasm of this product turned out to be in full swing in an instant, and soon sold out the popsicles in his box, and then ran out of the school like a 100-meter race.

　　 In the rest of the time, people in the arena are playing, Wanfeng and the others seem to be playing too, see who sells more quickly.

The weather also takes care of them. Eating a popsicle under the scorching sun is really cool, and most people consume two cents, so almost everyone bought at least one popsicle. In the end, it seemed to be a comparison. Those who didn't eat popsicles seemed embarrassed to say hello to others.

　　 What made Wanfeng speechless was that many people stopped throwing the stick after eating the popsicle, but kept it in their hands and conspicuously placed it, as if they were telling people who saw it, you think I have eaten a popsicle.

　　 Under this trend, by eleven o'clock at noon, all the popsicles in the 130 car were sold out.

　　 Wanfeng and Hua Wanrong sat in the carriage and settled accounts.

　　 "A total of 2,011 popsicles, minus 10% of the match, you should pay us 1,814 popsicles."

　　 Hua Wanrong brushed up the account.

　　 Wanfeng counted eighteen yuan and two cents to Hua Wanrong, and then counted the money in his hand.

　　 These popsicles sold for forty yuan and two cents, which seems to be a few cents less.

　　 But Wan Feng didn't care anymore. Excluding the eighteen or two cents for Hua Wanrong, there was exactly 22 yuan left, which was enough for a pretty good meal.

　　 "Wait here for a while. It is estimated that the inside will be over at noon. I will call the students and teachers of our school."

　　 Wanfeng whizzed into the arena, and when he ran to the stop of Jiangwei School, it happened to take a break at noon.

　　 As expected by Wan Feng, Xu Ying won the first place in the Women's Javelin Group A for Jiangwei School without any pressure, which made Jiangwei School's overall ranking rise by one place, temporarily ranking sixth.

　　 The people in the square began to leave.

　　 "Teacher! Let's go eat."

　　 Xue Yongjiu looked at Wanfeng in disbelief, but Wanfeng and Li Yi had already greeted the students to go out.

　　 "Don’t get separated, if you get separated, go to the tractor outside, what? I don’t know where the tractor is? You got water in your head, and you forgot where you got off the car."

　　 The group of people got out of school and climbed onto the tractor.

　　 "Uncle Yang, go to the Supply and Marketing Cooperative Hotel."

　　Wanfeng didn't ride a tractor but got on a 130 truck at the Blue Mountain Popsicle Factory.

　　 At that time, only the Commune Supply and Marketing Cooperative had a restaurant as the seat of the government of the entire Warrior Commune ~ www.NovelMTL.com~ A tractor and a 130 truck were parked in front of the restaurant.

　　 Although there are not many people in the restaurant, it is empty.

　　 Wanfeng and the crowd came in and the people in the hotel seemed to be taken aback.

　　 There were large tables and small tables in the restaurant at that time. The large tables were specially used for gatherings. It was very large and there was no pressure to sit at a table for more than ten people.

　　 Wanfeng and their 16 students, two teachers, plus Yang Hong and four from Lanshan, a total of 23 people of course have to use a big table.

　　 Two big tables are full of seats, one table is full of students, the other table is from the Blue Mountain Popsicle Factory plus two teachers, Yang Hong Wanfeng and a few students.

　　 This is the first time these students have entered a hotel in their lives, and they all turned around and looked around.

　　The recipe was also called the menu at the time, it was a piece of paper with the name of the dish sparsely written on it.

　　 Wanfeng picked up the menu and started ordering.

　　 In the 1980s, the vegan dishes in restaurants did not exceed one cent, and the dishes with meat generally did not exceed two cents. The Warriors Commune was not far from the sea, and most of the seafood was one or two cents.

　　 is not like ordering food for later generations. At that time, the restaurant had what to eat.

　　 Wanfeng quickly ordered more than a dozen dishes, of course, they all ordered dishes that didn't require a ticket.

　　 Tofu requires a ticket in the city, but in the countryside, this stuff doesn’t need to be so complicated. Therefore, spicy tofu, slipped tofu, and stewed tofu are also on the table, and each dish is only a dime.

　　 Shoot cucumber eighth, green pepper stir-fried meat for two cents, clams mixed with cold dish for five cents, roasted eggplant one cent for four cents, fried green skin fish for two cents, wind battered fish for two cents...

　　 The most expensive dish on the table, sweet and sour pork ribs three cents.

　　 Therefore, a table of more than a dozen dishes costs no more than four yuan per table.