Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

　　 The middle-aged woman pulled her face and shouted, that this woman Wan Feng also knew it, and she was the aunt who invoiced at the Blue Mountain Cold Drink Factory.

　　 "Brother! Can I get the goods for sale from you?"

　　 Ma Huan hesitated and said, "You have to ask the cashier about this, and she will do."

　　 The cashier is the aunt.

　　 Wanfeng ran up to the aunt and said his request with a smile on his face.

　　 "Huh? Are you going to sell popsicles in our car?" The aunt looked at Qianfu with a cold eyebrow.

　　 "Auntie! I went to your popsicle factory to get the goods, but you still invoiced me, maybe you don't know me, we are also regular customers."

　　 Ma Huan grinned on the carriage, and the paralyzed one took the goods once and became a regular customer?

　　 The aunt thought for a while: "It's okay to get the goods, but it's not useless."

　　 Isn't this going to be a mess? Just point to that point to make money for nothing.

　　 "Auntie, you can't do it without one. Selling this thing means making a little money for nothing. It's not easy for you. How about half of it?"

　　 One hundred and twenty becomes a hundred and ten.

　　 "Also! What kind of costume do you use?"

　　 "Hey, I don't have anything. Let me borrow your wooden box."

　　 "What!" The aunt yelled, "We still have to take care of your box?"

　　 "Then I can't hold it with my hands, not to mention the small amount, it will melt quickly."

　　 "This doesn't work, what if you take it away?"

　　 "Auntie! Are you kidding me? I'll run a wooden box with me. You are an insult to my personality. I am the flower of the motherland."

　　 Wanfeng's words made the aunt amused: "I think you are like a dog's tail grass, where is it like a flower?"

　　 "When I am on summer vacation, I am going to sell popsicles full-time for the whole summer. We will have to deal with each other at that time, Auntie, I am very sensible."

　　 I don't know if she can understand the meaning of Wan Feng's sensible words, but Wan Feng can be sure that she will understand it after a while.

　　 "Forget it, a wooden box, I also believe you won't take it away, just lend you one, how much do you want to take?"

　　 "I'll sell it inside when I take it. If I take too much, I'm afraid of turning it. I'll take 30 at a time. Anyway, you are here and I will come and take it when I sell it out."

　　 Wanfeng paid thirty cents, and Ma Huan used a wooden box to put 33 popsicles on Wanfeng, and a small cushion was placed on the top of the box.

　　 Wanfeng rushed into the square carrying the box, and when he got into the square, he heard the crowd.

　　 "Pssicle popsicles! Freshly baked adzuki bean popsicles, the best food to cool off heat and heat, take a bite from the door of the head to the heel, two points and one five points and three points. Have you bought them?"

　　 Wanfeng’s words are like a whip pole and rain in the canopy days, immediately making people suffering from the extreme heat feel like a shower of cold rain.

　　Of course, the feeling of not eating popsicles will not happen naturally, only a bite of cold popsicles will produce the feeling.

　　 "Child, I'll buy one." As soon as Wan Feng's voice fell, someone became his first customer.

　　 The man hurriedly stripped off the simple wrapping paper from the popsicles, took a bite, then made a sneer, and then closed his eyes to enjoy the cold moment.

　　 This guy's fascinated expression is simply a free 3D live advertisement for Wan Feng with 360 degrees without dead ends.

　　 The people around have a Adam's apple squirming, and those without a Adam's apple swallow.

　　 So, there was a scene in the Jiangwei school square, and countless hands were immediately stretched out from all directions, as if robbery.

　　 Wanfeng’s thirty-three popsicles were seen at the bottom of the box almost in the blink of an eye.

　　Farting Kung Fu, more than two cents can be earned.

　　 Wanfeng ran to the school gate non-stop and took another 30 cents of goods.

　　 At this rate, he sold five or six hundred popsicles this morning like playing, which is much faster than renting a small book and earning more than one yuan a day.

　　 But the development of things has never been shifted by human will.

　　 The last time I visited Wanfeng was a happy spring breeze, but this time I died before leaving the school.

　　 He had just picked up the goods and ran into the doorway of the first row of houses in the school. Three young people came out of the sports school room and met him sideways.

　　 "Child! Come here!"

　　 The clothes of these three youths only had the bottom two buttons on them, exposing the skin inside. The trousers of the lower body were rolled up to the calf, and their heads were all wearing high hats. They were the most standard outfits for street gangsters at the time.

　　 At that time, it was not the age to wear bell-bottom pants and blow heads for swing dance, but the young people here would wear a kind of top hat in order to highlight their individuality.

　　, of course, it’s not the kind of high hat that the parade wears like a tower.

　　 This kind of top hat was the most popular old-fashioned military cap at the time. A ball of paper was inserted into the forehead and then buckled on the head. A high point came out from the forehead.

　　 I don’t know which turtle grandson invented it.

　　 Wanfeng didn't feel anything wrong back then. He seemed to have worn it at that time.

　　 But now it seems that it’s not the case. A green hat is not a bulge. Is this a glorious cuckold?

　　 Wanfeng thought it would be business again~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and ran over.

　　 "Brother! Buy popsicles?"

　　 The three youths each took a popsicle in each hand, then turned and walked into the playground.

what's the situation? Is this gone? Things don't seem right, don't these three guys know that you need to pay for things?

　　 Wanfeng thinks it is necessary to remind the other party to pay.

　　 "Three big brothers, you haven't given money yet."

　　 The three young men whimpered with popsicles in their mouths and looked back at Wan Feng in surprise.

　　 "Ah! Do you have to pay for popsicles?"

　　 Isn't this nonsense! Lao Tzu's popsicles are not the result of the sea tide and the wind blowing in the sky.

　　 "Of course I have to pay."

　　 "Do you know who we are?"

　　 "Who are you who have anything to do with money for buying things?"

　　 "Tell you I am the second child of Zhu, have you heard of it?"

　　 The second pig? Isn't it the pig urine bubble? How could he say such a name as if he were very glorious.

　　Pig's second child, ahahaha...Wan Feng just wanted to laugh, but suddenly remembered who the pig's second was.

　　 The Zhu family of Warriors Commune, ten years later, in the Warriors Commune, it was the famous uncle Tun family.

　　 The northern countryside has a popular name for those unreasonable and domineering people in the village: Uncle Tun.

　　 There are seven brothers in Zhu's family. The most famous is the youngest third, Zhu Youliang, followed by the fifth Zhu with the right. As for the second pig, Zhu Youcai can only be ranked third.

　　 But the first Zhu family brothers mingled in the market was the second of the pigs.

　　 More than ten years later, the people of the Zhu family were on the streets of the Warriors Commune, although they didn't even stomping their feet and the whole street trembled, but no one dared to provoke them.

　　 I couldn't imagine that I met today the man in the warrior field ten years later.