Getting rich in chronology

100 yuan a day does not seem to be as good as selling hair rings at the beginning, but he sold nearly 2000 yuan at one time that day!

But thinking about it carefully, those hair circles are the products that he worked overtime for more than 20 days and sold them all at once. On average, he didn't get 100 yuan per day.

And at that time, he had to go to school during the day and work overtime at night on the sewing machine. Unlike now, it cost three yuan for labor, and someone took care of the trivial matters, which was a good deal.

The next day, Chen Yu went to sell Mala Tang as usual, and Dalong was still following him. As soon as he arrived, the owner of the small shop ran over joltingly, and brought his wife with him. Hua, I didn't lie to you, I just bought delicious food, you will know after a taste."

The proprietress first glanced at the signboard, and exclaimed the same as the owner of the canteen yesterday: "It's really expensive!"

This time before Chen Yu opened his mouth, the boss was very active in explaining to Chen Yu, using the words Chen Yu told him yesterday, and summed it up in one sentence: "But it's delicious."

The proprietress: "..." Where are you from?

"If you don't believe me, try it." The owner of the small shop skillfully said to Chen Yu: "Give my wife a string of radishes."

The proprietress raised her eyebrows, feeling dissatisfied.

Well, you stingy Zhang Dafu, you ate a few yuan for yourself, and you only bought me radishes for ten cents.

With a dark face, the proprietress took the radish that Boss Zhang handed over, and bit it down. The juice was overflowing, hot and fresh, so delicious that it was so hot that my tongue couldn't bear to spit it out.

"Hey, I'll just say it's delicious." Boss Zhang said proudly as he watched his daughter-in-law finish eating the skewers while breathing.

The proprietress rolled her eyes: "You didn't do it, what are you proud of?"

Then he said to Chen Yu: "Little boss, a few more skewers."

"Okay, what do you want to eat? Pick it yourself."

The proprietress abducted her husband: "Old Zhang, which ones are delicious?"

Boss Zhang said: "They are all delicious, I have eaten them all!"

The proprietress: "... also give me a bunch."

Boss Zhang hurriedly said, "Two copies, I want too."

"No, you don't want to, you ate yesterday, and it's my turn today." The proprietress said ruthlessly.

Boss Zhang: "..."

Boss Zhang was sad to see his daughter-in-law finished eating a bowl of skewers happily, added another vermicelli, and whispered to Chen Yu, "Add more soup."

Chen Yu jokingly added a large spoonful of hot soup to the bowl of vermicelli. Boss Zhang waited for his daughter-in-law to finish eating, and said anxiously, "Are you ready? Give me the bowl."

The proprietress sneered: "Zhang Dafu, you only have [-] cents for meals today."

"I know." Boss Zhang took the bowl and ran to the noodle shop in a hurry: "Old Wang, hurry up, give me noodles for two cents."

Boss lady: "..."

Boss Wang quickly served him noodles, and walked over while Boss Zhang was eating: "Little Boss, would it be okay to leave some skewers for me today? I'll take them back for my wife and children to taste."

The proprietress angrily rushed towards Boss Zhang, who was snoring and snorting, looking at the men of other people. They were thinking about their wives and children when they ate delicious food, and they couldn't have this at home!

"Okay, you pick it first, I'll keep it for you, and I'll cook it when you want it." Chen Yu responded with a bite.

Boss Wang picked some skewers he liked, and Chen Yu tied the bamboo sticks with rubber bands alone to avoid confusion.

With yesterday's foundation, Chen Yu's business started more smoothly today. Many of them came to buy after listening to the recommendation of the workers. Even if they are not so rich, they can taste one or two.

Some young people who love to eat and have a relatively well-off family can buy one or two yuan or three yuan at a time, and they can ask Chen Yu to add more soup and then eat noodles.

It can eat enough flavor and fill the stomach.

Others, they simply brought out their own rice, steamed buns or rice, and asked Chen Yu to pour the soup into the lunch box, put skewers on it as a dish, and eat with rice and steamed buns.

Everyone has their own way of eating. Others watched and followed suit, and the business of Shenyu went very smoothly. They obviously increased the amount, and closed the stall at about the same time as yesterday.

Because there were several hundred more skewers, today's income also increased by tens of dollars, Chen Yu locked the money in the small box contentedly.

Since then, Chen Yu's mala tang business has been on the right track, and he doesn't sell too many skewers every day, only about [-] skewers. Occasionally, there may be more skewers or less skewers, not necessarily, depending on the preparation of ingredients.

It can be sold out quickly every day, because what he sells is not a staple food, and its positioning is different from other food shops and stalls. There is not much competition, and those bosses don't reject him so much.

Even because of his Malatang, it has also driven a little business from other businesses, especially noodle restaurants. Many people now like to buy Malatang and ask for more soup, and go to the noodle restaurant to eat.

Chen Yu also dispelled the idea of ​​selling noodles by himself, it was unnecessary, laborious, not so much money, and easy to offend people, so he couldn't take all the good things by himself.

Gradually, Chen Yu, a small stall selling Malatang, became famous. Many people in other factories knew that there was a stall selling fresh food at the entrance of the machinery factory, called Malatang.

Expensive, but very tasty.

In twos and threes, some people come to try something new, as long as they have eaten it, basically there is nothing bad to say.

Those who can eat spicy love this taste, especially in winter, eating a few skewers warm, it is fragrant, spicy and exciting.

There is also clear soup that can’t eat spicy food. The soup looks light, but the taste is not bad at all. Many people asked Chen Yu how to cook it.

Of course, it cannot be said that it is a commercial secret, so Chen Yu smiled and said it was bone soup, but as for what was added, I will not mention it.

The person who asked resentfully said, "Why can't my bone soup taste like this?"

Chen Yu continued to laugh: "Maybe I cooked it long enough."

If you can’t ask, you have to eat what you should eat, it’s delicious, and you’ll panic if you don’t eat it.

Some children, who were taken by their parents to taste it a few times, became even more concerned about it.

Every day I want to eat Malatang. If the family can't resist, I will give it a dime. The children are happy to grab the money and buy a string or two of their favorite skewers, or buy a portion of vermicelli and share it.

The more famous you are, the more people you eat, and you will inevitably meet people you knew before.

The neighbors of the former family courtyard saw that Chen Yu was selling Malatang, all of them were very surprised, and asked this and that how he lived during this time, how did he start selling Malatang, and where did he learn the skill.

There are also some who are not sure what to do, want to eat free food or ask Chen Yu to give them a little bit cheaper.

If he had a good relationship before and helped Chen Yu, he would have invited him even if they didn't mention it.

But the really kind-hearted person would not say such things, thinking that he was outside alone, penniless and living a difficult life when he left.

Those who opened their mouths were not enough to take advantage of it. Not only did they not help him before, but there were also some who made trouble.

For example, Chen Yu picked up a bucket of water, turned around to get something, but there was a shameless person who was too lazy to take it by himself, and directly poured out his water.Chen Yu asked her to reason, but she said in a weird way that Chen Yu was stingy, and he didn't care about a bucket of water, so what if he made another call.

And this kind of thing is only for Chen Yu, she doesn't dare to do it to other children, for fear that their parents will call.

It is clear that there is no one to back him up when he bullies Chen Yu, so he is ashamed now, so he just opens his mouth and asks Chen Yu to treat him.

This kind of person, Chen Yu, didn't even give an extra look, and he would pick and choose the answers to those who asked nice questions.

In terms of life, the same rhetoric as before, he sent letters to the countryside, and his father in his hometown raised some money for him and sent them over.

The Mala Tang business was helped by an uncle who fell down. The uncle thanked him and taught him the craft.

This kind of reason will be left to future generations, whoever believes is a fool, but now everyone agrees very much, yes, it is like this, it should be rewarded for doing good deeds.

Where does the capital of doing business come from?borrowed!

Don't look at the high cost of his Mala Tang, the meat is oily, bone seasoning, fuel ingredients, pots and pans, and even bamboo sticks, none of which cost money.

If you earn, you can earn a little, but you can't earn much, and you have to pay back the debts!

big dragon?Not a helper!

He has a small business, how can he afford to hire a helper, it is his creditor's house, so he is not at ease, let his son watch over it.

Dalong: "..." My mother must have lent you money at some point.

Dalong had something to say in his heart, Dalong didn't dare to say it, and he nodded whatever Chen Yu said.

His mother said, listen to Chen Yu outside, and do whatever Chen Yu asks him to do, don't talk too much, listen more and watch more.

The neighbors were convinced by Chen Yu's three or two sentences, not to mention all, but also to believe it.

if not?He was kicked out of Xiao's house empty-handed, and he didn't see one or two people. If it wasn't for sending money from his hometown or borrowing from someone, where would he get the money to do business.

Although being self-employed is not as decent as being a worker, it is rare for Chen Yu to learn the skills of standing alone.

There is something good about it, and he specially told Chen Yu something about the Xiao family.

Chen Yu didn't stop her, and she didn't deliberately ask questions. If you tell me, I'll just listen. If you don't tell me, then I'll continue to do my business.

So he knew that the Xiao family was not at peace now.

Mr. Xiao injured his leg and had to recuperate at home, and the children in the family were on vacation. When there were too many people and the place was crowded, quarrels would easily occur.

There is no way, the three children in a family were not born to the same mother, it is too difficult to ask them to be of the same mind.

In the past, there was an outsider, Chen Yu, who could attract all the firepower, but now that he ran away, the internal conflict between the siblings broke out.

Xiao Jiaxin looked down on Liang Fengxia, and didn't have a good impression of Xiao Jiayao either. Both of them were domineering and greedy. When they saw something good, they wanted to keep it for themselves and were unwilling to share it.

It happened that Xiao Jiayao was the youngest grandson of the family, and he was loved by the elders of the Xiao family. Sometimes the old lady Xiao would secretly bring him delicious food.

Xiao Jiaxin used to go to school, so it's okay if he didn't know, but if he stays at home every day, can't he find out?

Xiao Jiaxin is the little fighting cock handed down by Mrs. Xiao, how can she bear this anger, and even if Xiao Jiayao is only six or seven years old, she has torn her braids apart from him.

After Liang Fengxia came back from get off work, she saw the marks of being caught on Xiao Jiayao's face, and was so angry that she quarreled with Xiao Jiaxin.

Xiao Jiaxin still felt aggrieved. That kid Xiao Jiayao ate so much and worked so hard. The six or seven-year-old boy was kicked and punched. She was kicked several times, and a strand of her hair was torn off. I want to vent my anger on Liang Fengxia.

The two siblings were having a fight, Xiao Jiahui must have favored his sister, Liang Fengxia felt that her youngest son was being bullied.

The two old gang members of the Xiao family are neither, this time it's not that their own child had a conflict with Chen Yu, and he directly stood up to his own child, now the palms and backs of his hands are full of flesh, it's difficult to deal with.

Holding her breath in her heart, Liang Fengxia bad-mouthed Xiao Jiaxin to her neighbors, saying that she was not a thing for such a young girl who beat her six or seven-year-old brother.

Let someone pass it on to Mrs. Xiao, both Mrs. Xiao and Mr. Xiao felt that the family should not be publicized. Liang Fengxia was indeed a stepmother, and she deliberately ruined her stepdaughter's reputation. Another trouble.

So now the Xiao family is flying around all day long, either one hits that, or that one scolds this.

Mr. Xiao said that Chen Yu was a broom star, which made their Xiao family feel uneasy, but after Chen Yu left, their house became more lively. The neighbors watched big dramas every day, and it was boring to watch.

Chen Yu was speechless when he heard it, but fortunately he ran fast, this is simply a big mud puddle.

After the neighbors talked about gossip, they bought some Malatang and tasted it, and found it really delicious. Chen Yu has this skill, and his life will not be bad in the future.

With such a comparison, I feel that Chen Yu was really wronged when he stayed at Xiao's house.

Look, how long has it been since I moved out, and I heard that my grades have also improved--as the children in the family said, they have also learned their skills, and they have started to set up stalls to do business.

Of course, there were also two bad-hearted people who wanted to take advantage of Chen Yu but failed to do so, and were pushed back by him with a few words, and now they said maliciously: "You can make a little money by setting up a small stall, but self-employed, huh .”

The word "huh" showed disdain, completely ignoring the cold eyes of other small vendors.

"If you don't leave, maybe Mr. Xiao can pass on the job to you this time." The neighbor provoked.

Chen Yu glanced at the unkind neighbor with a half-smile: "No need, my surname is not Xiao, and I'm not qualified to take the job of Xiao's family. I'll set up a small stall and support myself."

The neighbors rolled their eyes. No wonder your mother said you are worthless. You don’t know how to grab a ready-made iron job.

After sending away the neighbors with different thoughts, Chen Yu waited quietly for Liang Fengxia's arrival. With her temperament, she would not get up early without profit, knowing that she had made money, she would not let it go.

He brought the agreement written by Liang Fengxia with him, and was always ready. If she wanted to make a fuss, he would hang the agreement next to the price tag for everyone to see.

Chen Yu's guess was quite right, Liang Fengxia really came, and she brought Granny Xiao with her, probably planning to let the old lady come and deal with him.

Chen Yu took a look at the two, took out the agreement, and read aloud: "If the two don't contact each other again, if they go back on their word, then..."

Liang Fengxia was shocked: "Shut up!"

Mrs. Xiao was also crazy and wanted to rush over to beat Chen Yu: "How dare you curse my grandson!"

He was easily held up by the dragon.

Chen Yu sneered: "This agreement was written at the police station, if you forgot, I'll post it up for you to take a closer look, and let everyone take a look."

The onlookers were all very curious. The little boss who sells Mala Tang was handsome and had a good temper. He smiled at everyone.

Some customers like to pick and choose, and they also like to take advantage. Others want a spoonful of soup, but he wants two or three spoonfuls. The little boss is smiling, not at all angry.

The two women didn't know where they came from, and the smile on the little boss's face disappeared as soon as they came.

Liang Fengxia's face turned blue and white, she heard that Chen Yu set up a stall here, and they sell spicy hot pot, which is so expensive that a piece of Chinese cabbage is ashamed to sell for ten cents, so it must be a lot of money.

She thought, she is Chen Yu's own mother, how could she not hold him, she just wanted to see the situation, it would be best if Chen Yu could hand over the stall to her.

Of course, she has to go to work and has no time for business.

Moreover, she is a worker in a garment factory, how can she be willing to degenerate and set up a small stall as a self-employed person, it is too shameful.

But Chen Yu didn't have anything to do, so he just came out to set up a stall.

As for her, as Chen Yu's own mother, she must have more knowledge than him, so she has to make plans for him, and she can't let him take the money and use it indiscriminately.

Unexpectedly, Chen Yu, a cruel little villain, would propose an agreement as soon as he opened his mouth. When he opened his mouth, Liang Fengxia was terrified. She must not be seen swearing by her son!

Liang Fengxia grabbed the old lady Xiao who was about to scold passionately, and put on a pitiful look: "Xiaoyu, I'm your mother..."

Chen Yu sneered: "Mom who didn't give me enough coarse grains for a salary of tens of dollars? Mom who drove me away when I was full, and didn't even give me a change of clothes? Forced me to sign a support agreement at the police station. Ask me to give you a hundred catties of food every month, 50 yuan, mother? Afraid that I will go back on my word, let me swear that if I violate the agreement, I will kill my children and grandchildren?"

Although he proposed the support agreement, Liang Fengxia did force him to sign it, so there is nothing wrong with it.

The onlookers were in an uproar. Whose family has no old people? The workers in the machinery factory like them can't afford so much alimony for their own elderly.

What's more, the kind that forced his son to swear an oath to repent and cut off his children and grandchildren.

How could there be such a mother?Just like Chen Yu asked, who would dare to ask this mother!

Liang Fengxia murmured, "It's not fifty a month, it's a year..."

It's fine if she doesn't say it, but when she does, the expressions of the people around her become even more disdainful, that is to say, everything else Chen Yu said is true!

Fifty a year, fifty a year is not a lot. Well, you still need a hundred catties of grain every month, so that is a lot of money.

Chen Yu said indifferently: "Mom, you wrote it yourself, don't want me to have anything to do with you, I didn't repent, do you want to repent? Don't forget, you swore on your youngest son, you want him to die ?"

"How could there be such a person."

"It's a shame to find it. What is she here for?"

"Who knows, maybe he came here to ask for money, this moral character is too bad."

"Who knows which unit she is from, I have to ask their leaders to report the situation."

"I know it, it seems to be from a clothing factory..."

Liang Fengxia became anxious: "No, I'm not, I'm not from a garment factory, I just passed by..."

No longer caring about money or not, she pulled up the scarf to cover her face, covered her face and fled.

Mrs. Xiao was stunned for a moment, her daughter-in-law had already run away, she looked at the agreement in Chen Yu's hand, her eyes were not friendly, she wanted to rush over and tear it up, but she was reluctant to pay the alimony.

Chen Yu said unhurriedly: "I made many copies, and the witnesses at the police station also kept them."

The old lady glared at him bitterly, and walked away dejectedly amidst the boos of the crowd.

Because of the support agreement in his hand, Liang Fengxia and Xiao's family never came forward to trouble him, or maybe the family was too troubled and there was no way to spare, so they didn't care about Chen Yu.

Anyway, Chen Yu has never heard of gossip about the Xiao family from the neighbors in the family courtyard who bought Mala Tang, and they are noisy and noisy every day. In the past, everyone used to watch it as a lively scene, but now the two neighbors are bothered by the trouble, and even came to the door. .

With no more troublemakers, Chen Yu's life became regular and stable.

In the morning, you can stay in bed for a while, have breakfast, read a book, and exercise after getting up.

When the time is almost up, Dalong will come over and go with him to set up a stall selling Malatang.

It’s usually around one o’clock when I return home after selling, have a late lunch, do my homework, read a book or exercise in the afternoon, Dalong cleans the bowls, chopsticks and bamboo sticks of the day, and the two aunts come to prepare the skewers needed for the next day.

In the evening or at night, cook the bone broth to make the base soup. You don’t need to do this every day, just make it every few days, and cook more at a time.

Occasionally, Chen Meili would come to him, usually in the afternoon, to do homework, exercise, and chat together, and Chen Yu would make some snacks for everyone.

Sometimes Chen Yu needs to go to the city to buy spices. The seasonings he needs are too many and complicated, and the shops on the factory side can't find all of them.

As the weather got colder day by day, Chen Yu found that there were even more homeless people on the street.

In the past, those people were relatively lazy, and they were not active in begging for food. Now they can't wait to chase passers-by for two miles.

The key is that the weather is cold now, and there are fewer pedestrians. They come and go in a hurry, and there are fewer sources of income for begging. If you are hungry, you can only take the initiative.

Chen Yu has also been chased twice, he was willing to spend money and bought a lot of ingredients, so he was easily targeted.

Some people get annoyed by the beggars and will give some change, a nickel, to get rid of the pests.

But Chen Yu was different, he didn't give it, not even a penny.

If those beggars really have some disability or illness, unable to support their lives and can only beg, then he is willing to give some food and some money.

But those beggars ran so fast when chasing people, and they seemed to have healthy hands and feet.

Even if this kind of person is a fool, if you pick up junk and carry big bags and work hard, it is better than lying on the ground and stretching your hands, pursuing something for nothing.

Chen Yu looked down on this kind of person, every time he pedaled the car very fast, even if some passers-by who gave him money and food scolded him for being hard-hearted, he would not be moved.

Later, those beggars all knew Chen Yu's Xiao Po Sanlun, and they didn't even bother to chase him, it was a waste of energy.

Chen Yu was happy to be quiet, and when he went to the city again, he specially bought two hot water bottles.

It was too cold, although his thick quilt had been made and it was quite warm, and he would soak his feet in hot water before going to bed at night, but his feet would get cold soon after entering the bed.

Probably because this body suffered some injuries during the growth process, the bottom was hurt, the hands and feet were cold, and no matter how thick the quilt was, it was still not warm.

Chen Yu wanted to find an old Chinese doctor to recuperate, but he didn't want to drink Chinese medicine.

In the past, when Chen Yu was sick and had no money to buy medicine, the old Chinese doctor in the old alley would prescribe some medicine for him, free of charge.

It's too bitter, not only bitter, but also sour, hot, astringent, salty, and strange Chinese medicines.

Just recalling it feels painful, but Chen Yu thinks he can still save it, so let's try the food tonic first.

After buying two hot water bottles, the situation is a little better. I put one by my feet and one in my lap at night, which can keep me warm in the middle of the night.

Although there was no way to keep warm all night, Chen Yu was already very satisfied.

At the end of January, as the Chinese New Year was getting closer and closer, Xingcheng began to snow heavily and the roads were slippery. Chen Yu didn't go to the city for several days.

Later, seeing that there was not enough spice oil, Chen Yu found a day when the snow was relatively small and went to the city to buy it.

He was still wrapped tightly, and when he passed the abandoned bridge hole, the homeless people living under the bridge hole chased him again, wanting money and food.

Chen Yu also ignored him, when the car ran away, he looked back.

There is another person under the bridge hole, sitting on the stone pier, whose appearance is not clear through the vast snowflakes.