Entrepreneurship in a different world

Dabao, who doesn't need money, was very proud of being held in Wen Rong's arms, his eyes were rolling around cleverly, and he patted his chest at A Miao, "Free, fee, da."

'Free' is what he heard from the conductor, and he learned it right away.

A Miao pursed her mouth, a little unhappy.He also wants to be free.

"Only small babies are free, and older children have to pay. Do you want to be a small baby or a big child?" Wen Rong tried to comfort A Miao, and A Miao, who had long been determined to grow up, puffed out her chest and said 'ah'.

He is a big kid, and big kids charge for it!

Now it's Dabao's turn to quit, shaking Wen Rong's arm, stammering, "Big, big!" Dabao is also an older child.

"Our eldest treasure is the eldest brother, of course he is older." Wen Rong used this reason to coax him, but he stopped coaxing him unexpectedly.

Dabao also proudly puffed out his small chest.He is the eldest brother, and he has four or four younger siblings.But it has not yet been born, so no one can let others know.

Some things don't need to be taught, Dabao seems to understand it naturally.Such was the case with him and his fellow brothers and sisters.

In addition to them, there were three other people in the minibus.After Wen Rong and the others got into the car, the three of them gave them disgusted looks at the same time, and got up and moved to another position in the carriage - the window seat opposite Wen Rong and them.

These are city people, not migrant workers, but real city people.In the eyes of most of these people, people who come in as migrant workers look down on them, especially Wen Rong and the others who carry straw baskets on their backs. This kind of thing looks like a country thing, and the migrant workers in the vicinity rarely use this thing, even more so. I can't see them anymore.

On the way, the three locals got out of the car one after another. When they were far away, the conductor let out a sneer from his nose.

"Isn't it just because you were born in this city? Didn't you also work part-time?" The conductor couldn't understand these people either.

"Actually, many of them come in to work outside." Jiro sneered with his mouth bluntly, "Some of them love to pretend."

Wen Rong didn't talk to him, he had this kind of experience before.I met such people when I was working in other places a few years ago, but in the next few years, the quality of people is relatively high and relatively few.

Mingyu took the initiative to chat with the conductor, and learned from him the next bus to transfer to their destination.

Half an hour later, they arrived at the 'Dongcheng Plaza', successfully changed to another private bus, and drove southward.The shop that sells paper is on a street numbered '1028' in Nancheng. Because it is a private bus, the bus only let them get off at the place closest to that street. Wen Rong is quite satisfied with the service.

Street '1028' sells some groceries, mainly daily necessities and other sundries. There is only one shop that sells paper, napkins, toilet paper, window paper, letter paper, and white paper for typing and copying.

There is also kraft paper, but it is not placed in a conspicuous position.

When Wen Rong was negotiating with the other party, Jiro helped, "We were introduced by Qiulan, and he will buy a lot in the future. He needs a lot. The boss will give you the most affordable price."

Hearing that it was Qiulan who introduced it, the boss hesitated for a while, then finally nodded, and the price he offered Wen Rong was reduced by half, which made Wen Rong speechless in surprise.

He seems to be getting used to the way people do business here.Cut half of the price and still make money, how hard they quoted.

Reminiscent of the fact that this company is also the only business, he completely let go of the guilt he felt for those few pieces of lip paper.

I bought two large rolls of kraft paper and window paper, and spent two hundred coins, which made the He Miao brothers feel distressed.

It's okay to buy kraft paper. When buying window paper, the brothers said more than once not to buy too much, at worst, go back and expose the windows of other houses.

Wen Rong couldn't laugh or cry.He was afraid that the houses in the whole town would leak if he opened it again.Two big rolls are enough for them to make a lot of lip paper, how can they want to make so much money without investing any capital?

Wen Rong put Dabao in Ah He's basket, and carried the four rolls of paper on his back. They were actually heavier than Dabao.

After buying these, Wen Rong continued walking along this street. Wen Rong saw some daily necessities and decided to buy some to take home.

As soon as he went in, he bought some supplies such as buckets, water basins, iron locks, iron pans, chopsticks, wooden shovels, wooden bowls, etc. He also specially bought more than a dozen boxes of matches, not the cheap ones used by Ah He It is a better match.

After this big purchase, another three hundred marrow coins were spent.

Now even Jiro couldn't see it, "Those don't need to buy new ones, there are a lot of them in the second-hand market. There are also matches, why buy such a good match? A box is twice as much as ordinary matches... I, I Tell Qiulan, you are such a prodigal."

Ah He and Ah Miao agreed in their hearts, but they didn't dare to show it.

Brother Wen is like a different person when he enters this street. He buys, buys, buys and buys... It's scary.

"It's better to buy new ones for your own household. As for matches, I have other uses, and I plan to make a new product. These should be considered as pre-investment."

The things they want are almost bought, and it's time for them to go home.

Wen Rong planned to take the bus directly to Dongchengmen from here. He glanced at Jiro, and the little devil immediately raised his head, "I'll walk back by myself."

"Are you sure you can go back?" Wen Rong asked again.

"Of course." Feeling that his professional ability was being questioned, the kid became excited, "You were the one who wanted to take the car just now, otherwise I could have brought you here."

"Okay, don't get excited." Wen Rong knocked his head, "Then go back by yourself."

Jiro turned his head and was about to leave, Wen Rong grabbed him, opened one of his hands, and put two things inside.

As soon as he touched it, he knew it was a marrow coin. Jiro was a little at a loss, "I agreed to take care of my meal. Why did you give me this?"

"How come you come back, since I want you to come by car, of course I have to pay you back." Wen Rong patted the back of his head and urged him, "Go back quickly. See you next time."

Undoubtedly, Jiro was happy to get the windfall, but he was also a little apprehensive, "Yes, you want to give it to me. In the future, you... will you still ask me to do things?"

He was afraid that this would be the final 'reward'.Many bosses are like this. They don’t meet each other after they suddenly give workers a sum of money.He doesn't want this.

He was actually very happy today.

For the first time in his life, he got on a bus and changed cars. Moreover, for the first time in his life, he was surrounded by people who ate oatmeal with him. They also walked the entire street together and bought a lot of things .

These will become his most unforgettable memories and will be cherished in his heart.

But, if possible, he hoped it wasn't the only time, the only moment.He hoped to get a guarantee, even if it was just a perfunctory 'guarantee'.

"You've done a good job, and the price is reasonable, why didn't you come to me?" Wen Rong straightened the little ghost's frizzy hair.

"Really!?" Jiro's voice was trembling, "You're not lying to me?"

"Liar is a puppy." Wen Rong stretched out a little finger and waved it in front of his eyes, "We can pull the hook."

Jiro stared at Wen Rong's face with sparkling eyes, "Hook?"

"If you pull the hook, you can't go back on your word. You must do it."

Jiro squeezed his mouth hard, controlled his almost collapsed expression, and tapped his head with great force.

In his short 12 years of life, some voices have given him a lot of 'guarantees', and this is the only one who offered to hook him up.

Where does he not understand what pull hook means?In the past, he also expected that someone would keep his word to him, but those people just talked casually, and never took to heart what they said to an unattended child on the street.

Someone wants to hook him up.

Finally someone, someone willing to give him a little thumb.

"Don't go back on your word!" The little ghost held up his trembling little finger, pretending to be weak with his strength, and he deliberately bared his teeth to pretend to be fierce, "If you go back on your word, I will, I will... definitely find your home and beat you Meal."

Ah He laughed beside him.What a brat.If he can find their home, he will be able to do it.

"Hanging on the hook, it must not be changed for 100 years!" Wen Rong hooked his little finger and shook it, then matched his thumb to 'seal' it.

Jiro snatched back his hand, buried his head and ran away, only dared to stop after running for a certain distance, and looked back at the four people who waved goodbye to him.

He raised his hands above his head and swung his arms vigorously. This moment has never been so sweet in his heart.

After getting on the bus to Dongchengmen, Ah He said softly to Wen Rong, "He will definitely not go back by bus."

Because if it was him, he would choose to go back.In this way, you can get two marrow coins.

Wen Rong smiled and said, "I know." It was precisely because of knowing that he was given the two marrow coins in the name of the fare.

Ah He hesitated to speak, and finally lowered his eyes and smiled.This is Brother Wen.

"Don't worry, I just signed a contract, we don't have to worry about not making any money in a short time." Knowing what Ah He was thinking, Wen Rong in turn comforted him, "Money can only be made when it flows. Leave it alone It doesn’t generate more money, it just spends it little by little.”

"En!" Ah He remembered it in his heart.

On a trip to the city, while he himself was shocked in thought, he also accepted the baptism of more new ideas.

The car drove unsteadily to the gate of the east city, and stopped not far from the gate.

After getting out of the car, looking at the majestic city wall and the dark and tall city gate in front of them, their moods were very different from when they came in yesterday.

The TV in the street shop was still playing the same program as yesterday. This time period was working time, and there were not many pedestrians on the road.

"Is there anything else I want to buy?" Wen Rong asked thoughtfully.

Ah He changed his face in seconds, "Brother Wen!"

"I know, I know, I'm just kidding you."

But he really can't buy anything more.Including the 120 coins he got from Qiulan this morning, he should have a total of 570 coins. In addition to the 58 coins spent on shopping, and the twelve coins spent on the car, there are only [-] coins left on him. Marrow coins.

These 58 sounds seemed quite a lot yesterday, but in the eyes of Wen Rong now, it is no longer worth mentioning.

He is more confident now than he was yesterday.As long as he dares to think and act, the halo above his head, an inexplicable traverser, will also shine brightly.