80s good life

Although Sister Gao couldn't understand the words "market economy" in Fang Manman's mouth, she still understood the general meaning. No matter how she calculated, the deal would not lose money, but she was really embarrassed to take advantage of a child. She still wanted to What to say, but was interrupted by Fang Manman: "Listen to me, that's right."

"Ah, there's a new flavor for popsicles?" A group of passing mothers and children came over.

Children are most attracted by this kind of novelty, and they are pestering their mother to buy one.

"How do you sell this?"

"Eight hairs." Fang Manman replied crisply, "Would you like to try one?"

The young woman frowned: "Why did the price increase. Son, let's eat something else."

The child pouted: "I don't, I want this little white rabbit."

"Sister, you get what you pay for. This is made of 100% pure milk, which is healthy and nutritious. It doesn't cost money if it doesn't taste good." Fang Manman added fuel to the fire.

"Is there such a good thing?" The young woman covered her mouth, "I'm serious." I bought two immediately, and the mother and son were overwhelmed by the rich taste, and even asked to promote it.

This is the hottest time of the day, and everyone who walks on the street wants to have a popsicle to quench their thirst.The customers of the small stall are sparse, but they have not stopped.

Fang Manman made half of the popsicles soon.For the first time, it was already considered a good result.

"Sister Gao, you sell it first, I have something else to do, so I'll go home first."

"Okay, go do your work." Sister Gao said goodbye affectionately.

On the way home, under the scorching sun, Fang Manman was happy both physically and mentally.

There are dozens of fixed stalls like this in the whole city, and Fang Manman picked out a few large ones, followed the same pattern, and sent them popsicles.

When she was delivering the goods next time, several family members chased her and asked her for the goods.In particular, Sister Gao also took the initiative to give up the profits, just to get more goods.

It's a pity that the refrigerator has limited space, even if a batch can be made in two hours, it still can't keep up with the requirements of the hawkers.

Soon, Fang Manman's popsicles became in short supply.In the circle of children, being able to eat popsicles flavored with milk from the little white rabbit has become one of the greatest happiness.

Price increases seem to be an inevitable trend.But Fang Manman knows that rashly raising prices is too easy to leave an impression of arrogance on consumers. Old customers are likely to be lost, and new customers will be rejected. Make this aspect.

Fang Manman sat in the living room, seriously worried.

Ever since she was sighing on the sofa alone, Mr. Fang noticed.After observing for a long time, Fang Manman frowned for a while, and bit his nails for a while, which made him laugh.

I have to go out with my old bones. The old man straightened his shirt and walked over.

"Is Popsicle's career ruined? I said earlier, don't worry too much, young man, there is no one who doesn't hit a wall, when your grandfather and I were young."

"No." Fang Manman made a grimace, "On the contrary, my business is too good."

This is really unexpected.The old man was even more surprised: "Then what kind of trouble did you commit?"

"I'm worried about how to expand my business." Fang Manman counted with her fingers, "I can make more than 500 popsicles a week now, but at least seven or eight hundred can be satisfied at the dealer. I wonder where to find the other hundreds."

"Eight hundred, you have a big business." Mr. Fang gave a thumbs up, "Girl, you can do it."

Hearing the affirmation, Fang Manman couldn't be happy: "Don't just praise me, you forgot what you said before, help me."

Mr. Fang is in trouble now, how good it is.He is not good at doing business.

"It would be great if you could help me build another refrigerator." Fang Manman joked that she didn't expect Mr. Fang to buy a refrigerator for her. After all, household appliances like refrigerators are really rare these days.

Mr. Fang clapped his hands: "In the compound of our military region, there are not many people with refrigerators. Our family counts as one, and Lei's family counts as one."

"That's a good thing, can I borrow grandpa, the big deal, let's pay the electricity bill."

"I want to say yes, does anyone dare to take money from you? That's right." Mr. Fang rubbed his hands in embarrassment.

"That's it, ouch, grandpa, don't be like squeezing toothpaste."

"It wasn't about Lei Xiaoming last time. Grandpa, I went to Lei's house and scolded Lao Lei, and I didn't speak for several days. Look at this, I'm going, so why don't you bow your head?"

Fang Manman couldn't help laughing, these two old men, why are they still acting like children.

"You have been comrades in arms for decades, what's wrong with keeping your heads down, is it important to have friendship?"

Mr. Fang was left speechless by his granddaughter.After murmuring for a long time, I finally made up my mind: "Forget it, I'll go all out. I'll go and apologize right away."

Fang Manman grabbed the old man who was about to go out: "Let's bring some popsicles to Grandpa Lei."

Let’s talk about Fang Yuanyuan, because Fang Manman has been hanging around in her house recently, everyone in the house seems to have been poured into ecstasy soup, one or two can’t do it, she doesn’t like to be treated, so she can only sneak to Lei Xiaoming’s house, and often stay together Just one morning.

Today, as usual, she ordered Lei Xiaoming to buy soda for her, while she herself sat in the living room of Lei's house.

While reading the novel in his hand, he heard his grandfather's voice.

Shocked, she jumped up from the sofa, ran to the door, and looked through the crack of the door. Indeed, even the sister who had escaped halfway came.

It's not here to catch her, is it?This bitch Fang Manman sued her?Fang Yuanyuan had doubts in her heart, seeing the two of them stepping through the courtyard door and about to come in, Fang Yuanyuan hurriedly hid in Lei Xiaoming's room.Cursing Fang Manman with resentment in his heart.

"Old Lei? Old Lei?" Mr. Fang opened his throat and called several times, but no one answered.

It was also a coincidence that Mr. Lei went out for a walk.

Fang Manman said: "Maybe I'm not at home. Let's come next time."

"The gates of the courtyard are open, so I must be at home. This old man may play tricks and don't want to see me." Old Master Fang said dissatisfied.

"Who are you talking about who never dies?" Mr. Lei's voice came from outside the door.

The grandpa and grandson turned their heads in embarrassment, talking badly about someone behind their backs and letting others hear them. It's not a good feeling to be caught on the spot.

It was Fang Manman who broke the deadlock: "Grandpa Lei, you are back."

Mr. Lei snorted coldly, but said to Mr. Fang: "It's better to come early than to come at a good time. Otherwise, how would I know who scolded me behind my back. Oh, you know people, you know your face, but you don't know your heart."

Mr. Fang couldn't hold back his face, but seeing Fang Manman, he had no choice but to bite the bullet: "You old Lei, shame on me?"

"It's you who is ashamed. Didn't you scold me enough last time? Do you want to scold me again?" Mr. Lei sat on the stone bench in the yard and poured himself a cup of tea.