Yang Xingsheng did what he said without any delay.

The next day in the afternoon, I used a three-wheeler to transport several carts of bricks back home.

Under the eyes of Yang Zhenxing who didn't know what to do, Yang Xingsheng tore up all the flower beds made of gravel in the front yard. The flowers and other things planted on them were sent to the street wall, and those that could not be sent away.

I moved it to the backyard.

"Grandpa, what are you doing?" Yang Zhenxing was a little worried and didn't understand what happened to his grandfather. "You have been raising those flowers for so many years. Don't you cherish them? Why did you pluck them all out?"

"You can grow flowers at any time. Didn't I say a few days ago that I would sell food at noon? Now set up a few stoves and use them to cook."

Yang Xingsheng was busy laying bricks and said without raising his head: "Don't just stand there and watch. Come over quickly and hand the bricks to me and Ni."

The grandfather and grandson were busy all afternoon, and it was only late in the evening that they finished setting up a stove.

Yang Yuting, who was returning home from school, saw the mess in the place as soon as she walked in. She thought that a Buddha had been invited into the house, and she was so frightened that her face turned pale and she almost didn't scream.

But when I saw my grandfather and brother covered in mud sitting on a few piles of bricks to rest, I asked cautiously: "Grandpa, what are you planning to do?"

Yang Xingsheng was very tired. He waved his hand casually and said, "It's okay. I'll set up two stoves with your brother to cook. You go back to the house and do your homework. I'll clean up and cook for you later."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Zhenxing on the side also said: "Erya, go to Grandpa He's house and tell me, I won't go there to study today..."

Before he finished speaking, Yang Xingsheng next to him slapped him in the face, "What did you just say? Don't study? Hurry up and clean up and report! If you dare to say such things in the future, I will break your legs!"

Yang Yuting was so frightened that she couldn't help but stick out her tongue, and hurriedly slipped into the room to do her homework.

Yang Zhenxing showed up at Grandpa He's house in the evening with a bright red slap mark on his face.

He Shangchao and Li Guoqing were laughing as they took the bus home from school.

"Hey Lamb Chops! Got beaten again? Why did you piss off your grandpa again?"

Yang Zhenxing rolled his eyes at the two of them, his face was so hot that he didn't dare to move because it hurt when he moved, "You think I want to!" and then told the two of them what happened.

Before they could say anything, Grandpa He suddenly walked in from the outside, glared at the two children, then looked at Yang Zhenxing and said, "What your grandpa taught you was right. If it were me, I would teach you a lesson too."

you!"

Yang Zhenxing felt a little aggrieved. He thought why his grandfather wanted to comfort him. He had no intention of scolding him anyway.

Grandpa He ignored Yang Zhenxing's expression, sat on the chair, held the teapot and said: "Learning is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. You see, Shang Chao's father works so hard every day. After returning home at night, he still has to deal with official duties.

Make time to study and never miss a day.”

"Then Uncle He never feels tired every day?" Yang Zhenxing asked curiously.

Grandpa He shook his head and sighed: "Where are you not tired? But if you don't study or improve yourself, you think you can sit back and relax with your current knowledge. But don't forget that others are also learning. If you don't learn from others, sooner or later

One day you will be overtaken by others and eliminated by others."

"I know, I know!" He Shangchao suddenly raised his hands and said excitedly: "There is a portrait of Lu Xun among the photos hanging on the wall of the school, and underneath it is written, 'Where is the genius? I just make others drink coffee.

All the time is spent writing!”

"It's Mr. Lu Xun!"

Without blaming his grandson for interrupting, Grandpa He just sternly taught him to be polite, and then said: "Yes, Mr. Lu Xun did say this sentence, and it is also the reason why he became a famous writer in our country.

If you fall behind in studying, you will fall behind other people who are studying. You may not notice anything in a day, but it will add up day by day, and by the time you look back and find out, it will be too late.

I hope you can remember what I said today, and I hope you can continue to study no matter now or when you grow up and go to your respective jobs in the future."

After speaking, he found three pieces of white paper, took out a pen and wrote a sentence respectively and gave them to the three children.

"The efforts you make now are the best gift to your future self?" Yang Zhenxing looked at the words on the paper and read them in a confused tone. At the same time, he looked up at Grandpa He with a puzzled expression.

He Shangchao and Li Guoqing received the same sentence, and they both showed puzzled expressions.

Grandpa He closed the pen, looked at the three children and said: "Yes, remember this sentence, your efforts will not let you down. One day, at a certain moment, you will understand it personally.

The meaning of this sentence."

…

In the next few days, Yang Zhenxing helped his grandfather set up the other two stoves, but he was very tired.

After the stove was completely dry, after some fire experiments and some minor adjustments, grandpa announced that the project was completed.

I thought this would be fine.

But who would have thought that after just one day's rest, grandpa used a three-wheeler to pull back a bunch of things.

This time it was a stove, a very large basket and cage, several large basins and several rusty water pipes.

There is a car dealer in Liutiaokou, which sells some motorcycle accessories and the like, and also provides car repair services.

Yang Xingsheng sent the water pipes there, and paid someone to weld them into a large iron frame, which could fit behind the tricycle when he came back.

"Grandpa, what are these things? What are they used for?" Yang Zhenxing couldn't figure it out and had to ask again to satisfy his curiosity.

"This is used when I go back to sell food. Vegetables are put on the plate. Steamed buns and rice are placed in baskets. Covered with a clean quilt to keep warm and dust-proof. This iron shelf can store these things. Even if there is a stove, the dishes can be kept.

Hot."

After briefly introducing the purpose to his grandson, Yang Xingsheng wiped the sweat from his face and said to him: "I've already prepared the place, and we've almost prepared the things. Next, let's try to see if the deal can go through.

, we will officially start the day after tomorrow!”

When you first start trying, you must not prepare too many things, otherwise everything will be wasted if you don't sell them all.

Fortunately, Yang Xingsheng had already investigated several times in the past few days, and he basically had a good idea of ​​the dishes and prices.

So for this trial sale, he only prepared two dishes, one was vinegar-filled shredded potatoes, and the other was scrambled eggs with tomatoes. Each dish cost 15 cents, and a 2-taels large steamed bun cost 3 cents, as did the rice.

The price seemed not cheap to Yang Zhenxing, and he was worried whether anyone would buy it. A pound of Fuqiang powder steamed buns sold in the alley only cost four or five cents, but his grandfather told him not to worry.

"Things are cheap in our alleys, but it's not cheap at all in those bustling places. I've checked them out. Everyone pays the same price. Don't worry, they can be sold."

Yang Zhenxing doesn't go out much, so he doesn't know the prices of some commodities. Take flour, for example. Fuqiang flour now costs 25 cents per pound. If he knew, he would definitely not be worried.

He knows very well when he sees Tian'er steaming steamed buns. If you add half a pound of flour and water, one tael of steamed buns can make fifteen or six without any problem. Two taels of steamed buns can make seven or eight. One pound of noodles multiplied by two will make fifteen or six.

Two steamed buns.
Chapter completed!