Qin Feng’s first night stall was very gratifying.

In the afternoon, Qin Feng brought out 700 strings of ingredients, and the total price was 550 yuan. After selling them all, he could even draw the conclusion that he had made at least 350 yuan today without counting money - plus 300 in the afternoon and 300 in the evening, and at least 50 yuan in the morning.

Seeing that the monthly income of more than 10,000 yuan was approaching, and stimulated by profits, Qin Feng was completely committed to the last week before the New Year.

He started at 5 o'clock every day and went to bed at 11 o'clock. In order to prepare enough ingredients sold from 3 o'clock to 11 o'clock in the evening, Qin Feng was working almost all the time except eating and going to the bathroom. His life was three o'clock, one line, kitchen, vegetable market, and roadside stalls. It was very hard, but also very excited.

In order to set up a stall on rainy days, Qin Feng asked Qin Jianguo to help him get a big umbrella cover. In order to fix this thing, Qin Feng had to make a hole in the middle of the cart.

In just a few days, Qin Feng lost weight significantly, and even had dark circles.

Qin Jianguo felt distressed, but he couldn't stop Qin Feng from doing work. The only thing he could do was to send Qin Feng a box of lunch every night.

With the support of the night stall, Qin Feng's speed of making money was almost 100%. This exaggerated efficiency made Qin Feng's number on the books rise rapidly. By Thursday, the total funds he wrote in his notebook successfully exceeded 3,000 yuan.

From 300 at the beginning to 3000 at this time, the number doesn't seem to be big, but the return rate is terrible.

It took Qin Feng only 10 days to recover all the costs of the early investment. After Qin Jianguo flipped Qin Feng's account book, he was so stunned that he couldn't speak for a long time.

On Friday afternoon, Qin Feng ushered in the last wave of students before the holiday.

This is the last day of the final exam this semester. After today, all primary and secondary schools in the city will enter a winter vacation of about 20 days.

Qin Feng's business became better than usual. After greeting more than a dozen classmates, a guest who surprised Qin Feng unexpectedly arrived.

"Give me and bananas." Su Tang pointed to the glass cover.

"Okay." With other guests, Qin Feng gave Su Tang a banana first, but there were so many people next to him, but none of them opposed it. Qin Feng walked the back door of Su Tang, and looked like an acquaintance, and asked casually, "How are you doing in the exam?"

Su Tang rarely gave Qin Feng a face and replied seriously: "It's okay, but the mathematics is a bit overwhelming."

"If you want to do a good job, then do more questions, do them a thousand times, and kill them." Qin Feng said in the tone of someone who has experienced it.

Su Tang burst out laughing and said, "You have dropped out of school and are you good at pretending to be a good student?"

The students below were also happy. Huo Hanwei came out from somewhere and pointed at Qin Feng and laughed: "Qin Feng, you should do your promising job at the roadside stall. You don't have to worry about the exam."

Qin Feng shook his head helplessly and continued to make jokes: "You can't discriminate against academic qualifications. Although I am a street stall, I also have a heart that loves learning."

"Take it down, you have a heart that is almost the same as a profiteer!" Su Tang took the banana and gave the money, and actually took photos of Qin Feng.

As soon as Su Tang walked away, Huo Hanwei immediately became excited and asked Qin Feng: "Qin Feng, do you know her?"

Qin Feng nodded: "Know."

"How did you meet?" Huo Hanwei asked.

"Do you want to fuck her?" Qin Feng said with a slight slight.

Huo Hanwei felt weak when he heard this, but after two seconds, he compared himself with Qin Feng. He felt that he had a bright future and was resurrected in full state. He raised his head and raised his chest and replied with a sense of superiority: "Yes, I just want to chase her!"

Qin Feng glanced at Huo Hanwei and replied lightly: "Oh, come on."

Huo Hanwei felt as if he punched the cotton, and he felt very powerless in an instant.

People are like waves, and the tide rises and falls.

When the crowd dispersed and it was getting darker, Qin Feng sat alone on the stool, waiting for Qin Jianguo to deliver food in the dark alley. He waited for an hour. At about 7 o'clock, Qin Jianguo rushed over and apologized to Qin Feng: "There was a problem with the machine in the factory, and it took him a long time to get it done."

Qin Feng took the warm lunch box and asked casually: "There is a problem with the machine. Isn't there a technician in charge? What's the use of staying there?"

"Oh, you don't know that the new factory director is not very old and has a big temper. He said that if there is a problem with the machine, everyone on our entire assembly line will be responsible!" Qin Jianguo complained with grievance.

Qin Feng was having a meal and said with a smile: "Don't state-owned enterprises talk very much about human relations? Why is it so realistic now?"

"Oh, state-owned enterprises are the most realistic. The factory has not had good benefits in recent years and its wages have not increased. If one day accidentally makes a small mistake, those who are in charge of finance will take action faster than thieves!" Qin Jianguo, who has been obedient all his life, has somehow become increasingly impatient with the life of the factory these days.

Qin Feng listened to his father talking about the recent things in the factory, and soon finished his meal.

But Qin Jianguo did not take the empty lunch box and go home as usual, but said to Qin Feng: "Xiaofeng, Dad, let's set up a stall with you today, I'll see how your business is."

"Okay." Qin Feng didn't object, and pushed the car and walked to the entrance of the alley together.

The New Year is going to be held in a few days, but the shops on Shiliting Road do not mean to close. For those who do business, every day is worth using, especially those who open shops at No. 18 Middle School. Many people rent their stores at high prices. If you can open an extra one, it is equivalent to recovering the cost. Therefore, although there are no customers at this time, the surroundings are still brightly lit.

"There is no business now. After 9 o'clock, the people who opened the shop here will be hungry and someone will come to have midnight snacks." Qin Feng was afraid that Qin Jianguo would be impatient to wait, so he gave him a vaccination first.

Qin Jianguo looked around and saw that there were still many shops around him. He couldn't help but ask, "Do people here come to buy skewers every day? You can't stand eating this thing every day, right?"

"I can't stand it, but every day, as long as about half of the shop owners are willing to come to me to eat, they can make a lot of money. These shop owners come to buy midnight snacks, and they are worth 10 students per person, and some of them don't open shops here. Occasionally, they will come over to me to eat from me. Dad, my stall is a little famous now!" Qin Feng patted Qin Jianguo's back, looking like he was not big or small.

Qin Jianguo finally felt much more relieved when he heard Qin Feng say this. He was afraid that Qin Feng’s account would be fake.

I waited in a deserted state until early 9 o'clock in the evening, and the late-night snack party finally began.

When the first shop owner who came to have a midnight snack saw Qin Jianguo, he couldn't help but curiously said, "Afeng, is this your father?"

Qin Feng said: "Yes, my dad, Aunt Juan, it's rare that my dad has come. You can buy more today so that my dad can save worry, so that he always thinks I can't support myself."

Qin Feng worked in business here for a week and remembered the names of the owners and ladies of various stores. Whenever someone came to support him, Qin Feng would make people happy by talking about aunts and uncles, or older brothers and sisters.

Qin Jianguo didn't know how to do business, so he waved his hand and said, "No, no, you can buy as much as you want, don't give me face."

Qin Feng said speechlessly: "Dad, I'm just kidding..."

Qin Jianguo was embarrassed.

Aunt Juan smiled, bought two large steaks and a few strings of taro cakes and went back.

Qin Jianguo took back a ten-dollar bill, looked around and saw that there was no one, and asked Qin Feng in a low voice: "How much can you earn from these ten dollars?"

"It's about 5 yuan." Qin Feng replied.

Qin Jianguo frowned, and seemed to be dissatisfied and said, "It's only 5 yuan?"

Qin Feng was amused and crying: "Dad, this is 100% profit, and only those who sell Du products in the world can compare with me."

"Nonsense!" Qin Feng put the money into Qin Feng's pocket, and soon another guest came.

The number of customers soon increased one by one, and Qin Feng's stall finally showed the lively scene that Qin Jianguo should have in his imagination.

With Qin Jianguo helping to collect money, Qin Feng's work efficiency is naturally much higher.

After a while, Qin Feng specially prepared the most taro cakes and beef dumplings, and they were the first to be out of stock.
Chapter completed!