"A little over sixty people sold for 112 yuan, and made 80 yuan."

Chen Jingxu took the money and bought a popsicle for his sister for 20 cents. The popsicle sellers were riding bicycles. There was a square freezer box behind him, which contained many kinds of popsicle inside.

Chen Jingxu used to buy it for food, especially in summer, because refrigerators are not popular yet, and only available for ice rinks can purchase goods.

"Uncle Mu, how many small quails do you still have? Don't want to be too big." Little quails are only the size of eggs and are easy to sell.

"How much more do you want?"

"Come two hundred, buy it for 112 yuan, can you still get a discount?"

"The 50 cents is the lowest?"

"It's 40 cents, I want so much."

"4 cents are not enough, at least 4.5."

"Okay, then I'll choose."

The quails in the farm were sold to others for barbecue, and he never expected them to be sold as pets.

There were over 250 pieces, Chen Jingxu tied the wooden basket of quails: "Brother, ride slowly, don't shake the quails to death."

Back home.

My mother was stunned. There were more than 200 quails. What was going on: "Did you skip classes again today?"

My mother was about to break a branch outside.

Chen Jingxu immediately explained: "Mom, I didn't skip class. In the afternoon, the physical education teacher said she had disbanded freely."

Chen Jingxing: "Mom, Jing Xu bought more than 60 quails with 30 yuan and sold them at the school gate for more than 100 yuan. Now he bought another quails with 112 yuan, and there are 256."

Chen Jingxu: "Mom, the school is about to end. Just pack the feed for me and fill it with a small spoon."

Chen Jingxu was very paper-cutting, and there was no one in my mother's convenience store, and there were many children in normal times.

Chen Jingxu's mother was reasonable and helped her two sons.

"Brother, you ride the goods to the first elementary school, I run over, and then you go to the second elementary school." Chen Jingxu arranged it correctly. This is not like a primary school student, but he is just a person.

There is no embarrassment. Chen Jingxu's face has long said that he will ask his family again and again in the future and throw them all away.

When I came out to work, I reached out to ask my family. I thought that it was a hot embarrassment. My thirties were in my heart: "I'll buy 2 yuan each, and I'll leave it after I buy it, hurry up."

Because of curiosity, the first primary school students surrounded Chen Jingxu's stall. In fact, they were just a wooden basket with all the quails inside. Occasionally, a few pieces of feed were sprinkled to eat, so that each elementary school student could pay for it.

really.

1999 is really easy to make money for children.

If I go back to 1988, it would be different. Chen Jingxu has learned that collecting scraps and selling memory sticks for Xiaobawang machine was the key to getting rich.

In 1999, the scrap collection was already full. The stolen locks were sold, and there were seven or eight scrap stores that could compare.

The Little Bad Machine was even eliminated and there was no need to buy it. If you bought it, there would be no slots to read it.

What Mega Man, Contra, Super Mary, Bomb Man, etc. I heard it is very fun.

The problem is that Chen Jingxu was not born in 1988, so he could not return to 1988. It is said that it was the golden age everywhere. TVs were all black and white. There was no Internet, cars and horses were very slow, and letters were far away. He was only enough to love one person in his life.

Unlike the future, an era where there is no result if you go to bed.

"I want to buy 20 yuan, 12."

"Big customer."

Chen Jingxu gave him a rubber bag, and his mother opened a convenience store, so he borrowed the bag from his mother: "Thank you for your patronage."

There is nothing to be embarrassed about, not to mention that they are all a group of elementary school students, Chen Jingxu has long passed his mental age.

The sun is very sunny.

Chen Jingxu was sweating profusely, but everything was worth it. More than a hundred were sold out, and he was counting the money.

For 209 yuan, there are not so many quails sold alone. One pack of feed bags is given. If you think it is not enough, you can buy it, only 50 cents per pack.

Back home.

Chen Jingxing has not sold out, but there are only a dozen left, so there is no big problem.

All the funds went to Chen Jingxu's hands 364 yuan.

After borrowing 30 nights in the morning, he even made more than 300 yuan with capital and profit. Chen Jingxu's mother was stunned. She only earned fifty or sixty yuan a day, and his son made more than 300 yuan today?

There are still quails, so it will definitely not be fake: "Mom, please help me sell it for 4 snacks tomorrow."

There are 4 primary schools in the county and one primary school in the affiliated city. As for junior high schools, it is difficult to sell.

Chen Jingxu was familiar with and knew where to get the goods, because he had a primary school classmate Ma Jincai's father who sold quails, but he was too late. The farm raised the price to more than one quail, and it would be a loss if he couldn't sell it.

In this era, there is no reason to sell goods for seven days, or you may get the goods first and then pay.

"Jingxu, who taught you how to do business? How do you know where to buy quails?" The mother had too many questions. She touched Chen Jingxu's bones from the inside out. She was sure that this was her son.

Chen Jingxu's lips raised slightly: "Mom, you don't know this, my classmate's father is just doing this. He told me how to get the goods. I don't have time anymore, so I went to order some quails."

Although his son can make money through miracles, his mother Lin Guangmei is still more concerned about Chen Jingxu's study: "Don't use these things to affect your study."

Chen Jingxu: "Mom, the ultimate goal of studying is to make money and find a good job. Mom, I confess to you. I don't know any English, but I really can't learn it. I study it very seriously. The English words give me back to me by one hundred whys."

Lin Guangmei: "Okay, I'll sign you up for an English cram school during the summer vacation."

“!!!”

Chen Jingxu's face twitched slightly, and he couldn't even listen to English. If he was tutoring and sitting in the classroom, it would be a waste of time and no difference.

Chen Jingxu remembered that in the sixth grade, in order to improve his grades, his mother did apply for a lot of off-campus tutoring for you.

It can be said that when my parents were young, they did not lose the resources they gave to their three siblings, but they all disappointed them, and felt that they were born to torture them.

"Mom, don't waste money. If you have money, it's better to give it to me. The money will be shared equally with you."

"Don't think about making money, study hard for me."

"Mom, I'll study hard when I finish paying, I promise."

I ordered quails in the evening, and Chen Jingxu brought Chen Jingxing to pick them up in the morning. Chen Jingxu had no experience in breeding, so he dared not take them overnight. If some of them died, he would not lose them.

So I came in the morning.

My mother saw her son making money for the first time, and although she said she would not help, she still helped.

On this day, all five primary schools in the county town sold all over the country, and they were already saturated on the third day and could not be sold anymore.

And there are also people who follow the trend and are selling quails.

Unfortunately, Chen Jingxu had no team, and his father was doing passenger business at sea (the boat was parked at the dock, and someone wanted to take the boat if he wanted to go, and there were some people who could travel, so he could go for an hour at 10 yuan). There was no way to contact him, so he could only ring the BB machine and never responded to the phone.

Otherwise, if my dad helps, I will sell it directly in Zhanshi novels.
Chapter completed!