At around eight o'clock, Zhang Yang heard Wu Aiqing hurriedly out of the room. She was afraid that she would be late, so she didn't say hello to Zhang Yang. She didn't know whether it was because she was too pressed for time or because she thought Zhang Yang was there.

Sleep "in the cage".

Zhang Yang didn't care about this. He now had two bags full of radishes, and he was just waiting to take them to the market to sell them. But before that, he had to drink another bowl of radish porridge. Hehe, this radish

The porridge tastes so good that he can't stop eating it!

Zhang Yang came to the kitchen happily, opened the lid of the pot and wanted to put a spoon in it.

"Holy crap! Is this beautiful landlady so good at eating?"

Zhang Yang raised the iron pot that was originally full of porridge and couldn't laugh or cry. It was still the same pot, but now it was almost completely empty. Zhang Yang didn't believe this evil, so he threw the mouth of the pot toward the ground and threw it away hard.

Damn it, but not even a drop of porridge dripped from it. Zhang Yang was speechless. This beautiful landlady was so hateful. She ate all the porridge and even didn’t wash the iron pot.

What Zhang Yang didn't know was that Wu Aiqing, the beautiful landlady, didn't eat all the porridge in the pot at once. She ate until she couldn't hold it anymore, and then put the remaining porridge into a food box to take to the company.

Went for lunch. Time was so tight at the time that she didn't even bother to wash the pot, or in other words, she didn't even plan to wash the pot.

Reluctantly, he washed the iron pot and the bowl he had eaten from, and Zhang Yang packed up and planned to go out.

"Huh? What is this?"

When Zhang Yang was walking to the living room, he suddenly found a piece of paper on the tea table in the living room, and there seemed to be something red underneath. He walked over and picked it up to take a look, hey, this red thing is not

In addition, it turned out to be a stack of quite substantial RMB.

"Uh...made a fortune?"

Zhang Yang didn't believe that he could find money at home in broad daylight, so his eyes fell on the white paper.

"Fat man, I have a thousand dollars here, which will be used as my food expenses for this month. Remember, you have to cook as delicious as these two meals every day, otherwise, I want you to look good! Hehe! - Wu Aiqing

.”

Wow, I was so happy for nothing. It turned out to be just food expenses given by the beautiful landlady, but this thousand yuan seems... a bit too much! Zhang Yang doesn't know how to cook too complicated dishes, and he can provide various vegetables by himself in the future.

One thousand yuan is not enough to be used in a month.

"Hey! Save some money. If you save two or three hundred a month, doesn't that mean I don't have to pay rent?"

Zhang Yang had a bad idea in mind, and this made him think of it. He really admired himself a little.

After putting the money away, Zhang Yang started to move the two bags of radishes out of the room. This bag weighed more than a hundred kilograms. Zhang Yang was very tired after moving the two bags. Fortunately, these can make him money.

Things, no matter how tired you are, it’s a small thing, right?

"Squeak...squeak...squeak..."

Some dilapidated tricycles made bursts of piercing noises as Zhang Yang pedaled. It's no wonder to me, the car itself was not very neat, otherwise the uncle wouldn't have sold it to Zhang Yang for fifty yuan. Now,

Then there were more than two hundred kilograms of radishes on the back rack, so it was quite reasonable for it to groan.

Along the dilapidated road that he walked yesterday, Zhang Yang carefully avoided the potholes until he arrived at the vegetable market at the west gate of X University.

There is not much difference between here and two days ago. Uncle Liu's stall does not have an aunt waiting for him like yesterday. But Zhang Yang doesn't care about anything. Anyway, he is not afraid of not selling his radishes. The key is

But if someone is waiting for him every day, he will have to go out earlier every day, otherwise, he will feel uneasy.

"Hi, uncle, morning!"

Zhang Yang greeted Uncle Liu who was busy. Uncle Liu was very happy when he saw him. This young man has an appetite for people, is diligent and studious, and is a promising young man.

"It's early for you too! Why, did you bring so many radishes here today?"

Uncle Liu said politely, in fact, he bought more goods today. According to past habits, he must set up a big stall, but now in order to make room for publicity, he has tried his best to spread the stall.

Smaller and shrunk.

"Yes! Uncle, I got some more carrots today, and I want to sell them on the way!"

Zhang Yang said with a smile, picked up two bags of radishes and put them on the ground first.

"Yes, that's right! When doing business, you have to learn to be flexible and have a complete range of things, right? Look at my stall, uncle, there are all kinds of things, so that the business can be big..."

The uncle started chatting and began to teach Zhang Yang, a junior, his experience.

Zhang Yang doesn't care. Sometimes it's really not a disadvantage to listen to what this old man says. But then again, his current farm is only at level zero. What else can he sell besides selling these two kinds of radishes?

?You can’t sell the grass?

Even if someone buys it, it won't make a lot of money. So Zhang Yang can't do this to make the stall full of varieties.

The three-wheeled vehicle takes up more space than the two-wheeled vehicle. Uncle Liu actually doesn't have much space left for Zhang Yang. Now the two big bags plus the three-wheeled vehicle seem a bit crowded.

Hey, Zhang Yang suddenly thought of a good solution. He poured half of the radish from the two sacks onto the back rack of the tricycle, and then put the two sacks behind the car so that it would not be too obstructive, and the guests

No more squatting down to pick carrots.

Once everything was ready, Zhang Yang's business started. Naturally, there were a lot of repeat customers in the previous two days. They originally just wanted to buy some more white radish, but when they saw the attractive red radish on Zhang Yang's car, they couldn't help it.

Tried it.

This time I fell into the "sweetness trap" set by Zhang Yang. The red carrots were soft on the outside and crispy on the inside. They tasted both sweet and crisp. It felt much better than the cantaloupe, which is a specialty of Xinjiang.

Oops, this is going to put these old customers in trouble. After trying it, how can you convince them not to buy it? But if you want to buy it, the price sign says "eight yuan a pound".

It makes them feel sad again.

Eight yuan a pound! That’s even more expensive than pork. This level of consumption is not low even in this relatively high-end community. In the end, most of them bought one or two of each type of radish.

If there are too many roots, they are too expensive. If there are too few, just buy fruit. Eight yuan per pound of fruit is still a lot.

Naturally, there were many new customers, and they were all attracted by the appearance of these two kinds of radishes. At first, they thought they were too expensive, thinking that they could not be taken advantage of, but after trying them, they immediately overturned it.

They thought that the taste was something they had never heard of before. Anyway, it was just a taste, so even middle-aged people with severe "harmonious wives" dared to buy one or two.

The two kinds of carrots on the tricycle are slowly decreasing, and Zhang Yang's heart is blooming with joy. According to this trend, a daily income of more than 1,000 is not a problem!!!

What should he do after getting a thousand yuan? Buy a set of clothes? Hmm... It seems that this is not necessary; change a mobile phone?... This is too early, he only earned a thousand yuan, even if he wanted to change, it would be a waste at most.

You can only exchange it for another copycat phone.

Hey, Zhang Yang suddenly thought of it. When he was on his way back, he went to the dessert shop at the gate of

, he was reluctant to part with the three dollars. For this one dollar, he had to buy two bowls, drink one bowl, and pour the other bowl directly on the table.

"I am rich now, aren't I?"

Zhang Yang chuckled, this thought actually just flashed through his mind. Although he is very cool and can make more than a thousand a day, but compared to other people who are really rich, he can only make a thousand a day.

Yuan is really nothing. Zhang Yang understands this very well, so he still saves the money!

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