【032 Second Senior Brother】()

Zhao Dong was not much better. He sat in the chair blankly and looked at the five great union in front of him. Tears flashed in his eyes. His mother passed away very early and his father was an ordinary worker. If it weren't for the help of relatives and friends over the years, he would have been a member of the army of out-of-school. Even so, he would have no other money to buy things except tuition and book fees every semester, which is also one of the reasons why he became a bad boy.

Now, I just ran errands and connected a few brothers from the past. In a week, I got my father's salary of about two months... This huge gap made him a little unacceptable, but I felt a little lucky. If I hadn't met Mr. Xiao, I'd probably have become a scum in society when I could barely finish the third year of junior high school. He still has a good impression of others in the hearts of others.

"Okay, I have seen the results, so let's do it now. I believe they will find their true value sooner or later." Xiao Yitian threw down the teacup in his hand and stood up and left Zhao Dong's house.

After walking far away, his face suddenly changed, and a pair of small fists tightly pinched together, and he let out a low voice: "I'll be there, I'll send it!"

In front of Zhao Dong and others, he pretended to be calm and looked calm. Now he was the only one left to vent his vent. If the more than 500 yuan was spent before he was reborn, it would be just a purchase of KTV with his friends, or a specialty store to buy a new shirt. But now it is only 1985! At this time, the 500 yuan was basically the annual salary of an ordinary person in Yangping!

However, he also knew very well that the reason why he would make so much money this week was entirely because of the new and strange. In another two weeks, everyone's consumption passion would slowly fade. At that time, the amount he could get in a week was probably only 200 to 300 yuan. Although it was almost half less, it was still a considerable income compared to ordinary people - at least much higher than his parents' weekly salary.

"At this speed, well, I can save more than 10,000 yuan in one year. I will think about other tricks next year to see if I can set up a store to get a catering business. In this way, when the country officially relaxes the private economy, I will have a large amount of start-up capital." Meimei thought, Xiao Yitian did not pay attention to the surroundings at all, but the next moment he hit a person. Fortunately, he was not walking fast, and the inertia caused by practicing martial arts during this period made him subconsciously dodge a step to the side, so there was no situation where people were overturned.

When I looked up, a middle-aged man was looking at him with a smile.

"Uh, Second Senior Brother?" Standing in front of him was He Zijing's second disciple Qian Baocai.

"Little junior brother, what are you thinking so enchanting?" Qian Baocai reached out and patted his shoulder and smiled.

Xiao Yitian scratched his hair embarrassedly, "Haha, I'm thinking about some things. By the way, why did the second senior brother come here?"

Qian Baocai pointed to a small shop on the side of the road and said, "This shop is run by my aunt's house. Come and see her today. As soon as he came out, he saw you walking here."

Xiao Yitian looked up and saw that he was referring to a restaurant, the old Bai family store. Xiao Yitian often passed by this store, but he had never been there before. When he was renovating the old city in his last life, the store moved to Dongba New District. I heard that the business was good, and there were a few special dishes in Yangping that had a good reputation, but I didn’t know that it was opened by Qian Baocai’s relatives.

Qian Baocai turned his head and smiled, "You haven't gone to the sports school these days, and the master is a little unhappy. It's best to be careful when you go next time and don't let him find trouble to deal with you."

Xiao Yitian sweated for a moment and laughed dryly, "Well, it shouldn't be that. Master has always been very arrogant. Besides, I have not done anything for this period of time, so he will understand if I can't go every day."

"Oh? How come you have so many things to do at such a young age? Be careful that Master said you are making excuses!" Qian Baocai jokingly squeezed his eyes at him. He believed that this quirky junior brother was indeed in trouble. Although he was young, his junior brother's behavior was no different from being a person and an adult.

Looking at his chubby face, Xiao Yitian felt warm in his heart. Not to mention anything else, his senior brothers were very nice to him, giving in to him everywhere, and sometimes he even made fun of him. Although he was scolded by his master occasionally, he could see that what flashed in his master's eyes was not anger but comfort. The second senior brother Qian Baocai was wide and fat, and his eyes were small, which fit the word "cai" in his name. He didn't need to disguise himself, so he looked like the rich man in the past. In the past, he always joked with him about this, but he was never angry. Instead, he played a clown every time. In addition to his family, the people of the master are also his trustworthy objects.

"I'm busy making money during this period." Xiao Yitian lowered his voice and said mysteriously. Qian Baocai couldn't help but smile when he saw his serious appearance. He thought that the junior brother could really be a joke. But then his heart suddenly jumped. What if the junior brother said was true? What the junior brother said was true. He really didn't hear the train running through his mouth. So Qian Baocai lowered his voice and asked, "Then what are you doing?"

Xiao Yitian smiled and said, "Selling snacks, you can set up stalls outside the doors of several schools."

Qian Baocai was shocked, "Outside the school gate? Could it be the weird little cart that suddenly appeared last week, right?"

Xiao Yitian pretended to be surprised and patted his chest, and jumped backwards slightly, "Wow, no, second senior brother, you can guess this? My admiration for you is like the water of the Yangtze River surging, or like the Yellow River flooding and uncontrollable! I am really worthy of being my second senior brother, Gao, really Gao! Second senior brother..."

Qian Baocai looked at the exaggerated performance of the little brat less than one meter tall in front of him with cold sweat. He quickly interrupted Xiao Yitian's street show, pulled Xiao Yitian up and rushed into the restaurant opened by his aunt's house. After entering, he didn't bother to say hello to others. He sat on a bench beside the door, then pressed Xiao Yitian to him and whispered: "Did you really make that thing?"

Xiao Yitian looked at him for nonchalantly and nodded, "Yes, although I was not in charge of it, it was really my business. It should be considered my industry." The big-sized stall dared to call it an industry, which was obviously bullying people of this era. Seeing Qian Baocai's awe-inspiring look, he knew that he had fooled his second senior brother again.

"Then..." Qian Baocai pondered for a moment and asked carefully: "How much money can you make in a week?"

"On average, one small cart can earn about 220 yuan. Six small carts together earn 1,320 yuan. Well, if you deduct the cost, the average net profit of a small cart is about 15 yuan." Xiao Yitian didn't hide it from him. Anyway, this is nothing - if this is nothing, most people in Yangping can die.

"Day! Huge profit!" Qian Baocai looked at the younger brother who was increasingly unable to see through in a daze, and couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.
Chapter completed!