Snack Street Tycoon

From the second day, Fan Yu started a new day's itinerary. In fact, there was nothing special for him to do, except for the extra thing of sending gray wheat bags.This is also easy, and when he comes back at noon, he can just pass by the big brother's fruit stand to collect the shells of big coconuts, take them home and spread them in the sun, and burn that kind of activated carbon at night.Although there is no cooking equipment in the kitchen in the back room where he lives now, clean hay was laid in a wooden box in the corner of the room to absorb moisture, and a lot of the hay he burned every day was stored on the hay. under the charcoal.

This kind of charcoal is hard, except that it takes longer to smolder than to make charcoal from other materials, the rest has only advantages, for example, it is not easy to be affected by moisture, and can be stored for a long time; Last time, he installed a tube in the upper part of the funnel neck, and a short cylindrical filter element like that can be used for about one and a half months to two months.Therefore, he has not replaced the filter element since the first time it was installed. In the following days, he was only seen burning the charcoal in the kitchen behind him, but he was never seen using the newly fired charcoal.

However, he never thought of selling the charcoal or the water for money.In fact, as far as his business instinct is concerned, if he packs it and publicizes it, the charcoal and water alone can be sold in Yumai City for money.But he still wants to take a long-term view, because the water in his family can almost become the basis and source of preparing all high-quality food.In terms of the current situation between him and his mother-in-law, it is best not to let anyone know about this kind of thing.Only his family has this charcoal and water, then this water is a scarce resource, and only by mastering scarce resources can a certain degree of monopoly be formed.And where in the world, which dynasty and which generation did not implement heavy guards on scarce resources, now his family only has him and his mother-in-law as a child and an old man, without even a vicious dog to guard the house, and no force at all To come and protect his family's belongings, not to mention sticking to the secrets so that no one will know about them, but to show them off in front of others and make the whole city know about them, isn't that going to cause a lot of trouble for yourself?

This charcoal and this water are good things, blended into the ingredients, adjust everything, and catalyze everything.And this charcoal and this water are free items, the shell of the big coconut is not wanted by the big brother of the fruit stand, and this water is a natural resource, you can just get it, and you don’t need to pay for the tap water in the cities of his previous world fee.But the two things were used together, which immediately increased the value of the gray wheat bag made by his family by a large amount.Using something that doesn't cost money to exchange for a value that doubles the value is simply a bargain, so how can we make a noise and let others know.

Naturally, Fan Yu wouldn't say it, and he knew that his mother-in-law wouldn't either. These days, as far as he sees this old lady, she's actually quite shrewd, so naturally she wouldn't make any noise.But after all, he still took care of his mother-in-law because he was worried, and told her not to tell the matter about the water. The people outside are sinister, so who knows if they will attract some dangerous people, and they will not be able to get entangled at that time, like This kind of god-given and favored matter, as long as your own people know about it.

The mother-in-law naturally knew what to do. When she told the manager of the restaurant on Daqi Street that day about the gray wheat buns in her house, she didn't mention the water.At that time, they only said that the materials in her family were meticulous, as if the production cost of her family's wheat buns was so high.The mother-in-law was so shrewd that she didn't even ask Fan Yu what was inside the big funnel neck. She probably knew that it was made from the shell of the big coconut, but she didn't ask Fan Yu how it was made. Yes, she just felt that it would be better not to ask so carefully about many things, and it would be easier to live with one eye open and one closed.Anyway, this Fan Yu will not cut off her water every day, so that's fine.

This day was the first time Fan Yu pushed a cart into Yunu City to deliver goods. A few days ago, there would be occasional light showers during the day, and today the day seems to be a bit poisonous again.The bright sun shines on his head, and Fan Yu also wears a hat with a wide brim, and a piece of cloth hangs down from both sides to the back to cover his cheeks and the back of his neck.This hat belonged to my mother-in-law, and my mother-in-law didn't need to go out, so she gave him the only hat at home.Fan Yu just put it on, but he didn't know what he looked like now. The old lady didn't even have a mirror at home, so he didn't know that he looked like a tea farmer in some coastal areas.

Generally speaking, the climate of the Fish Girl City is hot, divided into hot season, rainy season and cold season.The hot season lasts quite a long time of the year.In Fan Yu's view, the hot season here should not be called the hot season, but the "warm season".Spring is warm, and summer is hot, but this area of ​​Yumai City is in a climate that is much warmer than spring but not as hot and dry as summer for most of the year. Although there is plenty of sunlight and the weather is hot, it is not uncomfortably hot, and the days are quite long.At the beginning of the current rainy season, the temperature has not dropped much, and the rain is not frequent. During the day, there are occasional or two bursts of light rain, which will disappear after a while. Sometimes it rains a lot at night, and it may be rainy. There were as many as two or three games, and it was a bit noisy to play on the roof.The sound sounds a bit like holding an umbrella under the rain and hearing the sound of raindrops hitting the umbrella. It feels like knocking on a big round skin on the top of a person's head, but it's not that loud. That's all.The rain in this rainy season does not come every day. Maybe this place is not connected to the sea after all, so the rain will not be as abundant as in the city that produces big coconuts.The duration of the cold season is very short. To say how cold the ten or so days of the coldest season are, Fan Yu thought about the original memory of this body, and it seems that it is only the kind of cold and cold temperature. It's not cold weather.

This Fan Yu, dressed like a high mountain tea farmer, pushed the cart into Yunu City. Although this cart is not big, there is still a lot of space left because there is no need for steamers, drawers and other things. There are two bamboo baskets woven from thin, flat bamboo slices placed one behind the other, with a basket cover on top, and a piece of cloth covering the basket cover and the small half of the basket body.The baskets are tightly woven, without even the slightest hole. The mother-in-law said that she wove it by herself a long time ago, and she bought it at the market, and it has been used for many years without breaking.It was just right to use this basket to hold these wheat bags, and no one else could see what was inside. For a person like him who just didn't want others to see what was inside, it couldn't be better.

He set off at half past ten, and arrived at the restaurant agreed with his family before noon, just in time to deliver the goods, and the restaurant had also been selling the wheat buns since noon Come.He did not deliver money and goods with people on the street at the front door of the restaurant, but deliberately walked around to the backyard of the restaurant. After the shopkeeper in the front lobby heard the notification, he brought people out to pick up the goods, and followed the shopkeeper face to face. Count the goods, and then count the money to him.

After he collected the money, he went to the original Mangguzi Alley to distribute these gray wheat bags.Some of the people who came to buy wheat bags asked him: "Why did you come here at this time, and you are still a mother-in-law and don't do this business anymore. If it doesn't seem that some people recognize this car, you will really think that your family is not here. Are you still doing this business?” He replied, “My mother-in-law is ill, and she made a vow to God that she would come here every noon to distribute fifty wheat bags to the hardworking people, hoping that her illness would recover quickly. These wheat bags were taught by my mother-in-law. I made the same thing." When people heard that these free wheat bags were brought by the old lady to fulfill their wishes, they didn't want to take them indiscriminately, and only those boys who used to come here to buy gray wheat bags took one by one. I took the wheat bag and left.

After distributing the wheat bags, he walked back along Daqi Street. There were also some restaurants and restaurants on the right side. When the smell of meat wafted out, he started to get hungry again.Let's not talk about whether the taste of this food is so authentic and attractive, but for him now, it's good to eat what he has, so he can't care about his rather picky tongue. Filling the belly is what matters.

But now the money he sold those gray wheat bags belonged to his mother-in-law, and he couldn't use them without permission.He is very clear that children in this world have no personal wealth, and every penny they earn should actually belong to their boss in name.

He had no choice but to endure it, and deliberately pushed the cart to the outside, instead of leaning to the right, so as not to be disturbed by the smell all the time.

In this way, I walked all the way to the fruit stand of the elder brother. After collecting the shells of the big coconuts, I walked along the street and left the Yumai City after a while.After returning home, I found that my mother-in-law hadn't eaten yet, and she was still waiting for me.At this time, he was a little weak, because he had walked so many roads and done so many things.Sitting on the table, the mother-in-law said that the vegetable soup was ready, and she was going to serve it now, and asked him to wash his hands first, and eat the wheat buns on the table first.He washed his hands as promised, and then sat at the table and waited for his mother-in-law to come over.

The mother-in-law came over with a large bowl of vegetable soup, and also brought an oiled paper bag, which turned out to be roasted pork.Fan Yu was still thinking, wondering what it smelled like before.He thought he was hallucinating because he was too hungry.The mother-in-law asked him to eat quickly, and said: "Not long after you went out to deliver the goods, I wanted to see what kind of vegetables were edible in the field behind, but I found that some of them were not in good condition. Recently, it was hit by rain at night. I also went down the mountain to buy some vegetables from the vegetable stall in Yunucheng just after I entered the city. There were roasted meat and roasted chicken beside it, so I bought some roasted vegetables along the way. Meat back."

After hearing this, Fan Yu stopped being polite. He took the meat and ate it, not because he was being rude, but because he was really hungry.The mother-in-law thought to herself: I have never seen a child who can eat like you, but it's okay, okay.

Fan Yu ate two wheat buns in a row, drank a bowl of her mother-in-law's boiled vegetable soup, and ate half of the roasted pork wrapped in oil paper, and then thought of looking up at her mother-in-law.Only then did I realize that my mother-in-law didn't care about him, she just lowered her head to eat by herself, and the elderly had to eat slowly, and it took a long time to chew a bite.The mother-in-law noticed that he was looking at her, so she said: "You can eat slowly in the future. Don't eat nonsense, don't grow tall and strong, but get fat instead, like some rich masters in the city. Yes, fat head and big ears, that’s not good.” After a pause, he said: “By the way, from now on, you can calculate six of the money from selling this wheat bag every day and give it to me, and the remaining four for yourself Let’s keep it, every time I deliver the goods and go to the street, I also buy a piece of this kind of roast meat and roast chicken for dinner. I can’t run to the city every day, and now I spend more time at home and have more free time Watching the vegetable fields behind some houses."

Fan Yu glanced at his mother-in-law and asked, "Give it to me?" The mother-in-law said, "I'll use it for you." In fact, Fan Yu didn't want to refuse at all, because he also needed money to buy some equipment, and he "a big man" would not I am ashamed to reach out and ask my mother-in-law for money to buy things.He thought that the reason why her mother-in-law wanted to give him [-]% of the money was because she originally sold three wheat bags for six zi, but now she sold ten, and the extra four would be given to him.Thinking of this, he said to his mother-in-law: "Mother-in-law, in fact, this money should belong to you. But I want to use it to buy some utensils, so I will not refuse. Also, the pile of triangle wheat over there can You can't give it all to me, I have a use for it." The mother-in-law took a sip of the soup and said, "You can keep what you earn, but you don't need to tell me about it. If you don't talk about this kind of thing, the people in the government office will I won’t care how much private wealth you have accumulated.”

Because the people in the government office never thought that people like them could accumulate private wealth.Not to mention not being able to make the money, and the vast majority of employers are only deducting the value of labor, how can they be like this mother-in-law.

In this way, selling the gray wheat bag every day can get [-] subs, and the mother-in-law gets six, and he gets four, so he gets six hundred.The mother-in-law also took an older money box to save money for him, and told him that in a family like her, generally those thieves don't patronize, they just hide it well, don't promote it more often, and the money is not worth it. Generally speaking, Lu Bai doesn't attract people's attention, and nothing will happen.After all, there are quite a few wealthy households in the city, and some short-sighted thief would come to steal the small coins they had saved, while those who kept the big and small ingots would not steal.

He has saved this money for more than half a month, and these days, he is always thinking about buying a mill.The grinder in the kitchen of my mother-in-law's house was not suitable for his use. The caliber was too big, as big as a round table, and it was a dry grinder, used for grinding some dry grain flour.He wanted to buy a small one, about the diameter of a hula hoop, and it had to be wet grinding, preferably wet and dry.The wet grinding disc should be smoother, and the upper grinding disc should be denser and thicker, so that the pulp can be squeezed out while grinding.

Therefore, after delivering the goods at noon, sending out the bags, and collecting the coconut shells, he would first buy two big meat buns to eat, have a quick meal outside, and then go to the market in the east of Yunu city, thinking I checked to see if there was a grinding mill that I wanted, and found that there was not.He wondered if people here don't use wet milling, they only grind dry millet instead of soaked wet millet.Then he thought that his mother-in-law used to make rice paste and filter the rice slurry, so how did she do it? Could it be that she ground the rice, then soaked the rice flour, and then filtered the slurry?

He thought that kind of procedure was unreasonable, thinking maybe it was just that there was no wet mill sold in this market, and he specifically asked the mill seller, and the man said that they had never heard of the kind of mill he was talking about here.He had no choice but to ask if it was possible to order one, and the man said yes, because they did make orders for different people who came to buy mills because of the different diameters, thicknesses, and stone materials of the mills that different people wanted.Fan Yu explained in detail the selection of the stone he wanted, the diameter and thickness of the millstone.He also told the mill seller where the grain entrance was and where the pulp outlet was. The uncle listened carefully and drew two strokes with a brush.Although it was a bit weird to see that the mill was made like this, I didn't ask in detail what the entrances and exits were for, and I didn't ask if there was any particularity to these calibers and opening sizes.He didn't tell the uncle that this kind of mill was called a wet mill, nor did he mention any words like "pulp outlet".But after the description, the two negotiated the price and delivery time on the materials and labor hours.After Fan Yu paid the deposit, he took the receipt and left with the cart.

Fan Yu told the uncle that his boss asked him to order this kind of grinder.He had to say so.When he pushed the cart back inside, he was thinking about all the embarrassments of his own identity.He really felt that his status in this place was so humble that it was outrageous. For example, when he went to buy a meat bun, he would be stared at by the store with astonishment for a long time, just because he was just a man. Boy, and none of the kids here said they would buy meat buns for lunch.After he bought it the first day, he was very hungry, so he took a bite of the meat bun while standing beside the cart with an oiled paper bag, and suddenly it seemed that everyone was looking at him, maybe But they all thought that he should have bought this meat bun for his boss, but they didn't know that he actually ate it himself.

The next day he changed to a bun shop to buy meat buns, and after buying them, he had to hide in a dark alley to eat before he dared to push the cart out, and then went to the market.

In fact, he was very sad. He never expected that one day he would be stared at by people all over the street even if he ate a bun with meat in it.