Chapter 842

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Zhen Shuiyin saw Cai Gen coming back, carrying four large bags of steamed buns, and was a little confused.

"Brother Cai, aren't you sending out a fan?

Is this what you exchanged for the fan?"

Why can you exchange a fan for steamed buns?

Cai Gen also couldn't understand Zhen Shuiyin's brain circuit. Maybe there was such a custom somewhere?

Cai Gen didn't know, and didn't want to ask. It was really not nutritious.

"You bought this with money, who will replace it for you?

Come on, let’s go back to the store and we won’t send any more.”

Zhen Shuiyin was very dissatisfied. He felt that Cai Gen could not endure hardship and would give up after a slight setback. He was a bit like a Lutheran person.

"Brother Cai, you have to hold on, I still have more than 1,800 to complete the target.

If you are afraid of the cold, you should go back first, I must finish things from beginning to end."

Based on the analysis of her expression, Cai Gen understood that there must be a misunderstanding.

“Our thinking is wrong, it’s useless to do it here.

Temporary adjustment, let’s move to another place.”

oh?

Zhen Shuiyin suspected that Cai Gen was making excuses to deceive her. She looked at Cai Gen with disbelief and didn't move a step.

If you don't explain any sentence clearly, you won't be able to understand it.

Cai Gen could only pass on Sister Mantou's analysis to Zhen Shuiyin.

However, she didn’t mention Sister Steamed Bun, and directly turned these principles into her own sudden inspiration.

After hearing this, Zhen Shuiyin felt that what Cai Gen said was very reasonable, and then began to complain.

"Brother Cai, can you not slap your forehead when you do things from now on?

Isn't it nice of you to show up before we go out?

I have to suffer all the trouble here before you show up. Isn't it a little late?

If we were all killed on the battlefield and you showed up, then...

It's such a cold day and she can't shut her mouth, so why is she still in chatter mode?

Cai Gen could only interrupt and call Xiao Sun and others to urgently withdraw the team and change the target.

I don’t know where Xiao Tianmao went to hide, and Cai Gen didn’t look for him.

I remember that Xiao Tmall could find its own stores abroad, let alone the morning market?

Zhen Shuiyin pouted so much that she carried her fan and walked quickly into the store.

Cai Gen wanted to keep up, but it was a bit difficult. This mood swing was very confusing to Cai Gen.

Obviously continuing to hand out fans at the morning market is a waste of time and you will suffer.

Did she violate Zhen Shui Yin's taboo by changing her goals in time?

Cai Gen didn't know and didn't dare to ask. Zhen Shuiyin's face was too smelly.

Back in the store, it was just dawn.

Cai Gen quickly asked the waiter to prepare brown sugar ginger slices to prevent colds. The cold in the winter morning should not be underestimated.

"Hurry up and drink a big bowl each to get rid of the cold."

Although Xiao Sun was frozen out of the plateau red, he didn't take it seriously due to the big boy's firepower.

"No, third uncle, where should we go to get things done down here?"

Cai Gen set an example and drank a large bowl first, urging everyone to drink.

"You must drink. I will tell you while you are drinking."

Cai Gen repeated the theory of Sister Steamed Bun again. Since it was the second time, he became more proficient and enhanced his thinking level.

Shi Huozhu flattered him at the right time.

"Brother Cai, your analysis is very thorough and your ideas are very original. When opening a restaurant, you are definitely overqualifying yourself and underutilizing your talents."

Cai Gen was said to be a little ashamed, maybe he was pretending a little bit.

The person who brought Cai Gen a fig leaf opened the store door and walked in.

The fly was carrying a bulging glass fiber bag, which seemed very heavy and difficult to hold with both hands.

After entering the house, I saw a lot of people, all of whom were familiar faces.

No matter how familiar he is, he doesn't regard himself as an outsider.

"Hurry up, Lao Gen, help me divide it, it will melt in a while."

What are you afraid of turning into?

I saw the fly open the bag, and it was full of big fish of seven or eight pounds, which were very frozen and solid, at least a dozen of them.

"Fly, have you learned the lesson? Will you give back to customers who pay interest during the New Year?"

The fly did not answer Cai Gen's words, and took out another bundle of woven bags from the bag. There were more than ten. When he opened it, he saw that there was a slogan printed on it.

Cai Gen took one over and took a closer look.

"Taiqinggou, Winter Fishing Festival."

What does this mean?

Taiqinggou is the largest reservoir in this city, and it is also a relatively famous water attraction in this small city with severe water shortage.

There used to be several rivers in small cities, but they have all stopped flowing.

Therefore, if you don’t want to go out to the market in summer and want to play in the water or have a fish feast, you can only go to Taiqinggou.

"No, I remember that there is no winter fishing in Taiqinggou. Is this a new program?"

The fly has already begun to examine the frozen fish in the silk bag, as if silently calculating something.

"Follow the trend, isn't the winter fishing festival in other provinces promoted on TV?

Now wherever there is water, there is a whole winter fishing festival.”

Oh, that's it, Cai Gen thought along the train of thought.

"You went to the Winter Fishing Festival and bought fish. Do you want to divide them into piles and give them as gifts?"

The fly seemed to have finished his calculations and started to get the fish for Cai Gen to catch.

"No, I didn't go. This is the fish I bought at the morning market."

In this regard, Cai Gen roughly guessed the whole story according to the usual behavior of flies.

"Fly, wouldn't you buy some bags for the winter fishing festival, put the fish you bought at the morning market, exchange the civet cats for the princes, and then give them gifts?"

The fly didn't have any embarrassment and answered confidently.

“The morning market costs 4 to 5 yuan per pound, and the winter fishing festival costs 2 to 31 pounds. It’s the same thing, why is it so expensive?

Put it in the package, who knows?”

Awesome, Cai Gen was once again shocked by the fly's bottomless behavior.

"Fly, I still say the same thing, if you don't get rich, the sky will strike you like lightning."

"Okay, don't be disgusted with me and help me quickly.

Be careful not to damage the bag, it costs five yuan a bag."

Xiao Sun admired the fly's careful calculation, and came over to help with Cai Gen. They quickly finished dividing the fish and asked the fly.

"Brother Fly, when does the Winter Fishing Festival start? Why don't I know?"

The flies counted the divided woven bags again, as if they were afraid of Cai Gen and others.

"After the New Year, I forgot about the first day of the year."

Halo, it turns out it hasn’t started yet? Shi Huozhu discovered a logical loophole.

"That hasn't even started yet, my friend, you just send me winter fishing. Isn't it a bit fake?"

The fly seemed to have thought about this problem and was prepared for it.

"It's okay. I'll give you gifts after the new year. There's no time difference."

Zhen Shuiyin also seemed to have discovered a problem.

"Brother Fly, why are you buying it so early? Isn't it the same if you buy it after the new year?"

No matter how small it is, a fly will never be knocked down. He is serious about saving money to live.

"Prices of things have increased before and after New Year's. It's just the right time to buy now. The price hasn't started to increase yet. In two days, it will be at least eight yuan per catty."

Everyone's eyes had changed from reverence to admiration, and then they all looked at Cai Gen with hatred.

The meaning is obvious. You have friends who are so good at getting along. Why haven't you learned anything about it?

As long as you learn one or two points of his money-saving skills, your life will not be miserable.

What else can Cai Gen do besides being ashamed?

He lowered his head silently.


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