Chaoba

The people in the village can be regarded as having gained a lot of knowledge.Especially in the past two years, there has been more and more food, and most of the villagers have eaten white flour steamed buns, but flour grinding has become a big headache.I used to go to the stone mill at the entrance of the village to grind flour, and I pushed the handle and turned it creakingly for a long time. My legs hurt and my arms hurt and I couldn't grind two catties of noodles, and I had to ask my baby to queue up at the stone mill every day. I have never seen such a hassle. Such a thing, I dare not even think about it.

The people who carried the wheat immediately grabbed Sui Yiwei and asked him to help him grind the flour.Sui Yiwei brushed the white powder on his hair, rubbed his nose, "How can it be so cheap, my machine cost hundreds of dollars. How about a dime for the five catties of wheat you want to grind?"

The onlookers were delighted, this is really not expensive, spending a dime can save you from the tiredness of a day spent on the stone mill, and there is no such thing as cheap.Those who brought the wheat immediately spent money and rushed to grind it. If the wheat was not brought, they ran home calling their parents and mothers, for fear that the machine would grow wings and fly when it was too late.

On this day, the people of Suijiazhuang lined up in the yard carrying wheat. Sui Yiwei meticulously operated the machine while receiving the money. His body was covered in white flour, and he looked like a snowman.After grinding for a whole day, Sui Yiwei didn't even drink his saliva. In the end, it was really dark, so Sui Yiwei had no choice but to say: "Everyone, why don't you all go back, come tomorrow, I will definitely grind everything for you when I come tomorrow."

Only then did the people in line go back unhappy, making an appointment to come back tomorrow.

This day can be regarded as the day when Suijiazhuang was recorded in the history books. Sui Yiwei's image in the hearts of the villagers suddenly grew, and people nodded and said, "I didn't expect this bastard to have a lot of eyes. How could he think of such a thing?" It’s a way to make money.”

After returning home, Sui Yiwei counted the money carefully. He earned a total of 130 yuan that day, that is to say, he ground 350 catties of wheat.Sui Yiwei scolded bitterly: "So everyone except my family can afford to eat wheat? Damn, I will eat it tomorrow too!" Sui Yiwei didn't take a breath, counted out 100 yuan, and rushed to Lao Qi's house overnight to buy After returning to Sui Baozhu's two old goats, he bought another lamb by the way.

The next day, the biggest news in the village was about Sui Yiwei's noodle grinder. Everyone knew that this kid was going to make a fortune.After Yuwei heard about it, he regretted it even more. He knew that as the days went by, the business of this noodle mill would only grow bigger and not lose money.

It was Guojin who acted quickly. After hearing about it, he immediately went to Sui Yiwei and said with a smile that he also wanted to do noodle grinding machine business with him.Sui Yiwei actually wanted to win him over from the very beginning, and he did it himself first because he was afraid that he would disagree.

"It's possible, but I have a condition." Sui Yiwei said in embarrassment.

"No problem, just say it."

"Although I call you grandpa, this brother is still clear. How do we divide it? Let me think it's better than this. The three houses are still mine. You fill in two more machines. These three machines It's all yours. How about a [-]-[-] split between the two of us when we earn money?"

Although Guojin didn't know why Sui Yiwei insisted on these three rooms, but after thinking about it in his heart, he didn't lose at all, and he could share such a good deal, so he immediately clapped his hands and said, "Successful!"

Sui Yiwei's mill has grown in this way, and he can basically earn a hundred or so yuan a day, and the neighboring villages do not have flour mills. I come here to grind wheat in a tricycle, and one grind is enough for a year.Sometimes because the business is so good, people from Waizhuang have to come in advance to talk to Sui Yiwei.

Sui Yiwei asked Sui Qiqing to write the words "Suijiazhuang Mill" on a large wooden board when he came home from school, and hung it on the gate.

When Sui Qiqing was at home, he prepared meals for his brother and sent them to the mill. Seeing his brother's business was booming, he was really happy for his brother.Sui Yiwei ate his food while operating the machine, Sui Qiqing couldn't help peeking at him, even his brother's bulging cheeks and sweat rolling along his Adam's apple seemed pretty, and he could see his cheeks getting hot.But as soon as he took a look, he felt that it was not good to peek at his brother like this, so he lowered his head, but after holding back for a while, he unconsciously glanced at his brother again.When he was in school, Sui Yiwei's image appeared in Sui Qiqing's mind every day, Sui Qiqing felt very annoying, and desperately didn't want to think of his brother's image.But in his heart, he really wanted to see his brother, and every weekend he picked up his bag and ran home, wishing he could be with him all the time, Sui Qiqing didn't know what was wrong with him, how could he be so contradictory?

Sui Yiwei's family has been prosperous for a while. Not only can the family eat big white steamed buns every day, but also the money that Sui Qiqing needs to collect at school can basically be paid on time. Sui Yiwei even bought some new clothes for Sui Qiqing.

The business of the mill is good, but over time, this problem will arise.Of the three machines, one is managed by Guojin, one is managed by Guojin’s wife, and one is managed by Sui Yiwei.Sui Yiwei can earn 40 yuan a day, but Guojin and his wife earn more than 50 yuan. Sui Yiwei is not a fool, and everyone knows the tricks here.

On this day, the mill was closed, and Sui Yiwei went to Guojin and said, "Grandpa, Uncle Tian Fang hasn't found a job yet, right?"

Tian Fang is the eldest son of Guojin, who is 25 and six, and wanders around the village every day. He didn't help Guojin grind tofu before, claiming that the smell of tofu made him sick.

Speaking of this national finance, he gets angry, "No, it's so angry. I entrusted Guangjun to help him find a job, so far there is no news."

Sui Yiwei said: "Why don't I let Uncle Tian Fang take care of the machine I manage in the future."

Guojin's eyes widened immediately: "Are you serious? Are you kidding me?" In this way, all the business of the mill will belong to Guojin!

"It's not a joke. You give me 1000 yuan a month, plus five hundred catties of flour, and the rest will be yours no matter how much the mill earns. How about it?"

Forget it, the mill can actually earn more than 4000 yuan a month, and five hundred catties of flour is only 200 yuan. How can this deal be considered a bargain? The mill belongs to Tian Fang.

Guojin felt that Sui Yiwei was so stupid, and immediately agreed happily, with the corners of his mouth almost grinning to the sky.

From then on, Sui Yiwei stopped going to the mill.People in Suijiazhuang now think that Sui Yiwei is not a coward, but a hipster, and he has never seen such a stupid person!

What is Sui Yiwei doing now?He started setting up food stalls.

At 06:30 in the morning, Sui Qiqing got up early and walked from the dormitory to the classroom alone against the bitter cold wind.Their dormitory was rebuilt from a chicken farm. In one room, eight bunk beds were arranged to form a big bunk, with eleven people sleeping on each bed. One can imagine how crowded they are.And there is no heating in the winter, a piece of glass on the window is broken, and a piece of cardboard is glued.It is said that it is a student dormitory, but in fact it is still a long distance from the classroom. It takes at least 10 minutes to walk, and there is a road in the middle.Needless to say, the meals in their school cafeteria are boiled Chinese cabbage one day and potato cubes stewed in water the next, without even a little oil or water.Those who go to school are all half-grown kids, and they are just growing up, and they will get tired of eating these every day.Therefore, the business of the stalls on this road is very prosperous.

Every day when Sui Qiqing crossed this road, there were very few people on the road, and the food stalls were not open.But today he saw a person playing with things on a tricycle from a distance, he looked hard, and it took him a long time to be sure that it was really his brother!

Sui Qiqing ran over in disbelief, Sui Yiwei smiled when he saw him, turned around and took out two meat buns and handed them to him.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

"I'm not working in the mill anymore, tell me what you want to eat from now on, and brother will make you whatever you want."

Sui Qiqing took a bite of the meat bun, which was stuffed with cabbage and pork, the skin was thin and the stuffing was rich, and the mouth was full of oil.

"Brother, you eat too." Sui Qiqing raised the meat bun in his hand.

"Just eat, there are plenty of them here." Sui Yiwei said as he lifted up a thick white quilt, and sure enough, there was a big dustpan full of meat buns.

"Brother, will you sell meat buns here every day?" Sui Qiqing was very excited.

"Let's take a look first. If the business is good, we will continue to work here."

While biting the meat bun, Sui Qiqing thought silently in his heart that his brother's business must improve, so that he could see his brother every day.

Sui Yiwei really took root at the gate of Sui Qiqing School.

Sui Yiwei got up at two o'clock every night, wrapped the buns with an oil lamp, steamed them in a pan, left two for Sui Baozhu, and then rode a tricycle for more than an hour to set up a stall at the school gate.After selling out in the morning, Sui Qiqing rushed home to take a nap for a while, got up at [-]:[-] in the afternoon, made some steamed buns, and rushed to sell them again in the evening.

Other food stalls sell the same thing every day, but Sui Yiwei doesn’t. One day he sells steamed stuffed buns, the next day he sells noodles, and the day after tomorrow he sells firecrackers.The group of junior high school students were already tired of eating street snacks, and Sui Yiwei's actions were exactly what they wanted.What's more, the food made by Sui Yiwei tastes good, and the portion is enough. The oil used is good oil, and the meat used is fresh pork that Lao Qi just killed. The students are not stupid, and they can taste good or bad.Every day after school, a group of students would gather around to see what Sui Yiwei was selling, and the business was doing well, even earning a little more than in the mill.Every time Sui Qiqing heard someone guessing what Sui Yiwei's stall was selling, he was always secretly happy, because he had the final say on what to eat, and his brother ordered everything according to his taste.

The period of junior high school was the happiest period for Sui Qiqing. He only had one meal at noon in the cafeteria every day, and the rest of the time he ate things made by his brother himself. When he ate well, his height went up even more. jump up.Moreover, I can see his brother twice a day, and Sui Qiqing sometimes helps his brother take care of the business after dinner, so that Sui Yiwei can also have a hot meal.Maybe it was covered up by joy, maybe it was intentional forgetting, Sui Qiqing was no longer depressed about that matter, and put all her thoughts on her studies, and jumped from the top few in the class to the Ranked first in the department, he made a name for himself in the school once.