My rebirth is different

Yu Wenfei said "tempting".

Sure enough, Zhou Mengyi was immediately attracted by his words.

"Work? What do you do? How much do you earn a month?"

With his mouth like a machine gun, a series of questions were thrown out.

"How much do you hope to earn?" Yu Wenfei asked back.

Zhou Mengyi hesitated for a moment: "There are... eight hundred... No, six hundred is enough!"

Her hair salon earns less than 500 yuan a month after deducting various expenses.

And there are all kinds of troubles. If there is a job that can earn more than 600 yuan, of course she will do it without hesitation.

"Haha, then it's no problem, it will definitely satisfy you. How about this, you come to the school this Sunday afternoon. Let's meet and talk about it in detail."

Zhou Mengyi hesitated for a moment and asked, "Yu Wenfei, are you kidding me, are you serious?"

"Of course it's serious. What's the relationship between us? How could I lie to you?"

After hearing Yu Wenfei's assurance, Zhou Mengyi felt relieved.

She pouted and said, "Pah, what do we have to do? Could it be that Guang Mengqi is not enough, but also thinking about your aunt? Men are like this, eating in the bowl and thinking about the pot!"

Opening a shop in the town, I heard a lot of dirty jokes, Zhou Mengyi is not as shy and introverted as her sister.

Now it's Yu Wenfei's turn to be unbearable: "Don't, Sister Mengyi, don't talk nonsense. I haven't eaten, and I haven't thought about it. Then let's talk about it. This Sunday, at three o'clock in the afternoon, I will meet you at the school gate !"

This is the trouble of not having a communication tool. If both of them have mobile phones, there is no need to make such an appointment.

Now we can only fix the time and place to ensure a smooth meeting.

"Hey...you haven't said what kind of job you are doing?" Zhou Mengyi thought of this important question again.

"I'll know when we meet, hang up."

……

Putting down the phone, Zhou Mengyi was still thinking about what happened just now, but she didn't suspect that Yu Wenfei was fooling herself.

In her concept, Yu Wenfei should be a boy with a good family background, maybe his parents still have a little power.

So...

Is there really a good job to introduce to yourself?

She was a little agitated.

When I turned around and was about to go out, I was stopped by the owner of the grocery store.

"Hey, don't go, big sister, you haven't paid me yet. Hehe."

As soon as Zhou Mengqi turned around, she saw the uncle smiling at herself with big yellow teeth bared.

Her eyes widened: "What big sister? Who is your big sister? You still need to charge money for answering the phone? Sir, don't be too greedy!"

Maybe it's because people have said so much, the grocery store owner is not angry at all, and he still needs the money.

"Why don't you pay for answering the phone? If you only answer the phone and don't make calls, then why should I install this phone? I have to pay a lot of phone bills every month! Besides, isn't the electricity bill free?"

Zhou Mengyi was speechless, and it took a long time before she said: "What does the phone call have to do with the electricity bill?"

"Telephone! How can we talk when there is no electricity!" The boss said confidently.

Zhou Mengyi conceded defeat, this kind of "low IQ level" debate, she thinks she is not the opponent of the grocery store owner.

After all, I have also studied in junior high school, so in comparison, I can be considered a "highly educated" person.If you continue this kind of quarrel, it will really lower your IQ!

"Okay, okay, here's one...no, fifty cents, don't need to change it."

……

During the weekend, Zhou Mengyi specially dressed up.

I washed my hair, and blow-dried my hair.Then I picked out my favorite set of clothes to put on.

Not for anything else, after all, if you are going to the county seat or discussing business, it is not wrong to take care of your image.

Tell your sister: "I'm going to school with you this week, and we'll leave early in the afternoon."

Zhou Mengqi didn't know that Yu Wenfei had asked her sister out, so she asked in surprise, "Why are you going to school?"

Zhou Mengyi whispered the story to her sister.

"It's a good thing, my cousin is serious, don't tell me yet. Okay, then we'll go after lunch." Zhou Mengqi said happily.

At the same time, Yu Wenfei also had a man-to-man conversation with his father at home.

Chapter 47

"Dad, I made money! "

Yu Wenfei sat on the sofa in the living room and said to his father who was packing his briefcase that his mother was cooking in the kitchen.

"Oh? Are you selling your bleach again?"

Dad said without raising his head.

"What! That's not called bleach, it's called Tuziling! Besides, it was just for fun when I was in elementary school, and I don't do that anymore now." Yu Wenfei became angry from embarrassment.

What Dad said was his "black history".

When I was in elementary school, there were often peddlers in the school who rode bicycles to sell small bottles of smearing spirit, which was a kind of liquid in a glass bottle the size of a thumb, which could erase handwriting on homework. Among primary and middle school students Still quite popular.

Yu Wenfei also bought a bottle, and the more he smelled the smell, the more familiar it became.

After thinking about it for a long time after returning home, he really figured it out!

It turns out that the so-called Tuziling is made of bleaching powder!

At that time, there was no running water in the countryside, and every household used pressurized wells to get water. The quality of the water was not very high, so families who were more particular would use bleach to kill viruses.

Yu Wenfei has a large bag of bleaching powder at home. After a long time of experimentation, he finally found the right ratio and successfully formulated "Tu Zi Ling"!

From then on, when those peddlers went to Yuwenfei School to sell Tu Ziling, they found that they could no longer sell them.

Because they sold a small bottle for [-] cents, while Yu Wenfei sold a bottle of the same size for only [-] cents!