90: The mother of the little cannon fodder in the control group is reborn

Seeing that the plan failed, the man did not intend to go to school to embarrass himself again, so he turned around and left directly.

The love-hate relationship between Teacher Fang and her partner has been circulating around for ten or eight days and then faded away. There are many people in the school, and various short stories are new every day. Although they are not as popular as Teacher Fang's, I can’t bear it, it’s all new.

Hua Lingling sells things at the school gate every day, and eats until she is full every day. What beautiful school belle takes a luxury car to go on a two-day weekend trip? What kind of handsome school belle comes from the ravine and chases a rich young lady? What kind of boyfriend is a flower girl? Huang Mao, what kind of grass is actually his girlfriend working eight jobs a day to support school...

She didn't expect that one day she would become one of the protagonists in Others Eat Melon.

"Auntie! Isn't it good for you to disturb the market like this? We all have the same price when we open a store. Roses cost two yuan each. The price of lilies is based on the number of buds. It's better for you, no matter what, Pricing them all at one yuan a piece, do you know that if you do this, our store will not be able to continue its business?

We’re not against you selling flowers, but you can’t disrupt the market! If you want to continue selling flowers in the future, the price must be the same as ours, otherwise, I will charge J! "

The little girl in the flower shop must have been resentful for a long time, so she was quite polite when she spoke to Hua Lingling. Even her little brows were furrowed, which made Hua Lingling feel distressed.

"Okay, okay, I'm not sensible. Could you please boss, please tell me the price? This is my first time selling something. I really don't know what the price is."

well! I originally thought of making small profits but quick turnover, but now it seems that is not possible!

Hua Lingling sighed, if it weren't for the severe winter and the roads were unsafe with ice or snow, she would have wanted to leave here and change to another city.

At that time, if someone comes to visit her again, she will change to another city. The country is so big, even if she changes places in a month or two, she still won't be able to finish her trip in three and a half years!

"Okay, aunt, do you know what a ball is?"

Hua Lingling said that she understood, opened Qiuqiu on her mobile phone, and the two added each other as friends. The little girl said that she would send the price to her when she got back.

Hua Lingling solved the problem. After the surrounding students watched the excitement, a female classmate suddenly felt that something was wrong and hurriedly pushed forward and asked:

"Boss, the price of flowers hasn't increased yet, has it?"

Hua Lingling waved her hands and said:

"No, no, the flower shop owner hasn't sent me the price yet."

"Boss, I want eleven red roses!"

"Boss, I want to..."

People who crowded the three floors of the car for a week were all rushing to buy flowers. Those who wanted to buy salted eggs couldn't squeeze in.

When all the flowers were sold out, a clever male classmate asked:

"Boss, when we order flowers from you now, should we still charge one yuan a piece?"

Hua Lingling didn't expect this, but since the students asked, she had no choice but to agree. She couldn't let the children down.

"Yes, yes, it's still one dollar, all spent on the ball, otherwise I won't remember it."

Then a group of students gathered around the car and played with their mobile phones. They saw it out of nowhere and thought it was some kind of activity. Curious, they stepped forward to take a look and ask a few questions. They heard that the price of flowers was going to increase. Is it better to book now? For one dollar a piece, he immediately joined the bow-headed group.

Although she hasn't seen the money yet, it's just a verbal agreement, and those students who are following the trend and ordering flowers may not all cash it out, but she still feels happy when she looks at it. She can't say exactly why. Anyway, it's just feel happy.

After changing the content of the loudspeaker to say that the price will increase tomorrow, Hua Lingling happily stood aside to collect the money.

The flowers are sold out, but the salted eggs are not available yet.

"Hi, do you know about Bitcoin?"

"What is that?"

"That's a virtual currency, mining..."

Listening to two boys discussing Bitcoin, Hua Lingling felt something sounded familiar. She must have heard it in her previous life.

However, she has been reborn for thirteen years now, and she can no longer remember many things in her previous life. Although she doesn't know what the use of Bitcoin is, her sixth sense tells her that this thing is definitely useful!

Otherwise, she would not be impressed.

After working all day, Hua Lingling started to search for B-bit coins after returning home while eating.

Mining?

Buy coins?

Hua Lingling thought about it and decided to buy some, what if she could really make money in the future? Just like the shares of Moutai, because I didn't dare to buy more at the time, I don't regret it now, but I still feel a little regretful.

Of course, even if she regrets it, she still sticks to her decision, because she is just a commoner and can't take big risks. It would be nice if she can just drink the hot soup.

After finishing the meal, Hua Lingling played with her mobile phone for a while, then took a shower and went to sleep.

The howling northwest wind brought another snow. I was sighing at the snow-white world covered with snow, but the next second I thought about having to send flowers to the students, I immediately became numb.

I just experienced one two days ago, how cold it was! Even if I put on all the baby warm patches, I still get a lot of runny nose due to the cold, mainly because of the heavy moisture.

However, she was a good boss who kept her word, so she naturally had to abide by the agreement. After finishing the meal, she cheered herself up, wrapped herself up tightly, and went out.

The florist downstairs didn't know what she was doing when she came in and out every day, because every time she went out, she only showed one pair of eyes, and the clothes she wore were stain-resistant. They thought she was an old lady who went out to pick up bottles. , sells paper shells. When he saw her coming out, he immediately stood at the door and shouted at her:

"Auntie! Auntie! I have a paper shell here for you! It doesn't cost any money!"

Hua Lingling:......

Although it was a little embarrassing, the little girl was completely kind-hearted, so she had no choice but to accept it.

"Thank you, boss!"

While she was loading the paper shells into the truck bed, she heard the flower shop owner standing at the door muttering something like, "This woman's voice sounds like she's young."

It is indeed correct to call her aunt or aunt. Her daughter is almost twenty years old, so it is normal for a girl in her twenties to call her that.

Of course, there were those women who were busy calling her eldest sister politely, and then asked their own children to call her aunt. Not to mention, Hua Lingling was even more embarrassed at that time than she is now.

How should I put it? Maybe because when I followed Chao Mingyue in the past, people would only call her "aunt". I always felt that titles like "aunt" and "aunt" sounded different from "aunt". Like a senior.

After tying the paper shell with a rope, Hua Lingling got on the car and rushed forward in the wind and snow.