I'm a street kid, and my beautiful wife doesn't want a divorce!

Li Xia handed Wang Mazi the decoration sketch of the bun shop.

Wang Mazi took it and took a look, his eyes lit up.

This drawing is very professional!

It includes floor plans, elevations, node drawings, ceiling renderings...

The dimensions of each part are also marked in detail.

Wang Mazi glanced at Li Xia and asked,"Did you draw this drawing?"

Li Xia nodded.

Wang Mazi was secretly surprised.

Good guy!

Li Xia can actually draw such decoration design drawings, which is almost as good as the technicians in their construction team.

The technician graduated from college.

The reason why Li Xia drew the decoration design in such detail was so that Wang Mazi could construct it exactly according to his own drawings.

In this way, Li Xia can worry less and doesn't have to go to the store to keep an eye on it all the time.

Wang Mazi has the ingenuity of a craftsman, which is obvious to the whole village.

So Li Xia can rest assured when he leaves the job to him.

In this way, Li Xia doesn't have to delay his daily business because of shop decoration.

A daily income of three to four hundred per day is not a small amount of money.

Don’t pick sesame seeds and lose watermelon

"Brother Wang, the wages will be based on market conditions. You are responsible for allocating construction workers. If possible, I will take you to the store in the afternoon to have a look, and you can write me the material list by the way. 04

Wang Mazi was a little excited. He had always done odd jobs in the construction team.

Now, he was saved from Li Xia.

Although it is just a small job to decorate a store, the structure is not complicated.

But Wang Mazi finally became a contractor for once.

It doesn't matter how much money you can earn, the key is that the experience is perfect.

Wang Mazi readily agreed.

Because he was a well-informed person in his village, and it was only a three- or two-day job, Li Xia didn't sign any construction contracts.

After the matter was settled, Li Xia went out to sell steamed buns.

Before leaving, I gave Wang Mazi a few pork buns, and the latter was almost moved to tears.

Li Xia drove the donkey cart to the North Street Market.

There are more and more customers waiting to eat steamed buns.

And, they are coming earlier and earlier.

There is no way, Boss Xiao Li's steamed buns are selling so well, if you don't come early, you will definitely not be able to buy them if you are at the end of the queue.

There was an uncle selling garlic who was going to forcefully insert himself into Li Xia's usual stall.

The customer who was bought the steamed buns spat at him.

The garlic seller was startled and his head was buzzing. Isn't this a public stall? Why are these people so excited?

In the end, I couldn't stand the pressure and ran away with the lid on the pot.

After Li Xia arrived, the customers cheered and immediately lined up to buy steamed buns.

The number of customers using wash basins to"carry" the buns increased again, and there were five wash basins in the queue.

One washbasin is the base for fifty steamed buns, and these five customers alone took away 250 steamed buns.

Other customers were very unhappy, especially those at the end of the queue.

Using a washbasin to buy steamed buns is really a bit crazy.

Li Xia sandwiched steamed buns, filled fried rice with eggs, collected money, and changed money, all in a neat and uninterrupted manner.

As soon as his speed increased, the team moved faster.

In less than an hour, the steamed buns and egg fried rice were sold out.

The last dozen or so people didn't buy steamed buns or egg fried rice, and they looked disappointed.

I had to come earlier the next day.

Today there are still more than 1,500 steamed buns and the Splendid Shrimp and Egg Fried Rice for 60 people.

Income was two hundred and ninety-three dollars and fifty cents.

Li Xia stretched his slightly aching arms, packed up his things, and rushed to the Chengping Township Market in Linshui County.

Li Xia made an agreement with Wang Mazi to take him to see the bun shop in the evening.

It just so happened that Wang Mazi was also working in Linshui County.

Not long after Li Xia left, Chu Yang and Lin Xiaomei rushed to the North Street Market.

Lin Xiaomei is a pretty girl with braids and a petite figure.

The two of them rushed to Li Xia's bun stall, but it was now empty.

Lin Xiaomei stamped her feet and almost cried.

"It's all your fault. I asked you not to leave ink marks. Look, they have already closed the stall!"

"ah? Chu

Yang looked surprised,"Didn't you say that the steamed stuffed bun stall started selling them at three o'clock? It's only been forty or fifty minutes now, and they're already sold out?""

"Isn't this too exaggerated?!"

Chu Yang scratched his head. There is also a steamed stuffed bun stall at the entrance of his community. They set it up for half a day. You can buy steamed buns at any time and you can have them anytime you want.

Why is this steamed stuffed bun stall closed so fast? (Read Baoshuan novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"Xiaomei, does that donkey bun stall only sell a few buns every day? Otherwise, it would be impossible to sell them so fast.

Xiaomei said with a complaining expression:"Then the boss has to sell more than a thousand buns a day!""

"W-what? More than a thousand buns?! so much?!"

Chu Yang's eyes widened, darling! How much money do you have to earn that day!

Are the steamed buns so easy to sell?

Why don't you stop selling glass stockings and sell steamed buns instead?

Xiaomei glanced at Chu Yang and said with some pride. :

"What’s more, the boss can’t even sell more than a thousand steamed buns, and many people queue up and can’t even get one!"

"Chu Yang, it’s all your fault! If you hadn't been delayed on the road, wanting to buy soda and candied haws, we wouldn't have been unable to buy steamed buns!"

Chu Yang was sweating.

"Ah, haha, Xiaomei, aren’t I buying soda because I’m afraid you’ll be thirsty? Don’t you love eating candied haws?……"

"I love steamed buns the most now, go buy them for me!"Xiaomei put her hand on her waist.

Chu Yang accompanied him with a smile:"Xiaomei, tomorrow, I will come to the queue early tomorrow and I will definitely buy buns for you."

"But I want to eat it now!"

"Uh... This... damn, there are more than a thousand steamed buns. How can they be sold so fast? I really can't figure it out!"

Chu Yang touched his head. He had never seen the sale of steamed buns being so popular.

But no matter how popular it was, more than a thousand steamed buns were sold out in less than an hour. This speed is a bit fake!

At this time.

There are An uncle walked past two people holding a washbasin.

In the washbasin was a mountain full of steamed buns.

Chu Yang:"……"

Lin Xiaomei:"……"

Looking at the washbasin, Chu Yang and Lin Xiaomei fell into deep thought.

The two of them now know why the buns sell so fast.

Who buys buns and uses a washbasin?!

Good guy!

What an exaggeration!

Chu Yang quickly caught up with the uncle and said with a smile:

"Uncle, did you buy these buns from the donkey bun stall?"

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

"Do you think you can finish all the buns you bought? How much do you want to pay me? The uncle glanced at Chu Yang and said,"

Why can't you finish it? I have an old man, his wife, and three children at home. They all like to eat these buns. The whole family ate them together and finished them in two meals."

Chu Yang:"You give me a few, and I'll pay double the price.""

Uncle:"Double? really?"

Chu Yang nodded, he could only let out some blood.

"Okay, but I can only sell you three. Don’t think that I am the person who is blind to money. I almost cried when I saw your partner, so I agreed to you."

"Otherwise, I won’t sell you any of them, and you’ll have to wait in line to eat them yourself."

Chu Yang was stunned, and looked back at Lin Xiaomei. Sure enough, he saw her clasping her hands together and pleading to the uncle.

Chu Yang:"Uncle, sell five of us, three are not enough!"

"Just three, no more.

Chu Yang gritted his teeth and said,"Sell me five for three times the price."

Uncle:"Three times?" Okay, five is five, young man, I’m really not a money-minded person. If I didn’t see your sincerity, I wouldn’t sell it to you at all."

Chu Yang's mouth twitched.

He paid for five buns.

The pork buns originally cost 19 cents, but now they cost almost 60 cents each.

Damn, the price of killing a pig!

Chu Yang's liver hurts.

I finally bought the buns..

Lin Xiaomei took the buns and smiled happily:"Well, Chu Yang, you performed well, I won't blame you."

Chu Yang breathed a sigh of relief and stretched out his hand to try the buns.

What kind of buns could sell so hotly, he wanted to know.

Chu Yang's stretched out hand was slapped down by Lin Xiaomei.

Chu Yang:"？？？"

"Xiaomei, won’t you give me one?"

……