Chapter 157

"Xiao Fang, which window did you buy your meat bag? It looks strange and beautiful."

In the staff canteen of the first state-owned factory, a table of young girls sit together for dinner. They are all unmarried women with financial freedom. They will not treat themselves badly. Everyone's dishes are meat and vegetables, which looks very rich.

Only one of them, a little girl, had two steamed stuffed buns in front of her, which seemed a little crude.

But the buns as like as two peas are usually seen, are snowy, snowy and white, and are two little stuffed buns. They seem to be printed from the moulds. They are all the same from the size to the pleat on the steamed stuffed buns.

The girl named Xiaofang is the short haired girl who accused Yan Chu of selling steamed stuffed buns at an unfair price in the morning.

She had two steamed stuffed buns for breakfast. Originally, the remaining ten steamed stuffed buns were intended to be taken home and shared with her family in the evening, but she couldn't stand the temptation of delicious food. Finally, she asked the master of the canteen to help heat two of them. She planned to take these two steamed stuffed buns for lunch this noon.

Xiaofang looked respectfully at the steamed stuffed bun in front of her, as if she were eating high-end Western food.

She stretched out her hand and tore open the steamed stuffed bun skin. There was a burst of heat. The steamed stuffed bun surface was mixed with the aroma of meat filling, which dispersed with the white fog.

A good friend at the same table, who was eating braised meat and eating big chicken legs, smelled the smell of the steamed stuffed bun, and suddenly felt that the delicious food he was eating in his mouth was a little tasteless.

What kind of steamed stuffed bun is this? Is the smell better than the food on this table?

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Such scenes took place in several corners of the canteen, including those who bought steamed stuffed buns. After returning home at night, such scenes also appeared on their dinner tables. Soon, we learned that there was a delicious but expensive steamed stuffed bun stall outside the first state-owned factory, which spread at a multiple rate.

As famous as the taste of steamed stuffed bun, there is also the face of the boss of the steamed stuffed bun stall. It is said that it is beautiful and delicious. Just looking at that face and smiling at you, you can unconsciously buy more steamed stuffed buns.

Yan Chu knew that his steamed stuffed buns would be his repeat customers, but he didn't expect business to be so good. When he set out the next morning, many people were waiting outside the first state-owned factory.

Watching him appear, the owners of the other three snack stalls stationed outside the first state-owned factory looked at him with resentful eyes, as if he had done something angry and resentful for many days.

"That's him, my niece said. The most handsome one is."

The steamed stuffed bun stall was soon surrounded by people, one by one. They accused him of being careless. Why did the sun climb so high before he went out? He didn't look like a real businessman.

Yan Chu could not say that his original sense of laziness was too strong. He had to sleep to make money. All he could do was lift the lid of the steamer and let the smell of steamed stuffed buns spread.

Sure enough, after doing so, no one accused him, but kept urging him to move faster and buy steamed stuffed buns.

They may be repeat customers who have tasted the taste. Basically, few people buy steamed stuffed buns today. Most of them buy five or ten. It's also very easy to pay for the change. No one has any objection to the price of steamed stuffed buns at 25 cents.

"Is this steamed stuffed bun really so delicious?"

There are so many people around the factory, which is about to become a strange scenery. Naturally, those curious people come to watch the excitement.

"Delicious. I bought ten home yesterday and screamed at my picky little boy. My daughter-in-law spoke. Buy more today, or the little ancestor will turn the world upside down."

A dark, tall and strong man said to the questioner and bought ten more steamed stuffed buns.

Yesterday, he couldn't help eating four of the ten steamed stuffed buns. Today, he stopped eating them and took them home to his son and daughter.

The steamed stuffed bun tastes really good, but the price is really expensive. At the same price, he can soon buy two steamed stuffed buns from other families. Even if he has a high level of work and can get a salary of more than 100 yuan a month, he can't help eating this steamed stuffed bun every day. He wants to let the children have a good addiction and solve their greed every three or five times.

Almost everyone who was asked replied in the same way. Listening to so many people boasting that steamed stuffed buns have become delicious in the world, it seems that they are sorry for the high salary of their workers if they don't buy them. If they don't buy some for their parents, wives and children, they are cold-blooded and selfish, not human.

Some people who were still watching were embarrassed to just watch. In addition, the steamed stuffed bun incense that went straight into their nose also paid for some to taste.

The big deal is not delicious. I won't buy it in the future.

Of course, as long as you have tasted the taste of steamed stuffed buns, you will enter the steamed stuffed buns pit, and you may never get up again in the future.

Because of yesterday's experience, Yan Chu specially made 100 more steamed stuffed buns. As a result, 250 steamed stuffed buns were still sold out in more than 20 minutes. Looking at the empty steamer, those who didn't buy steamed stuffed buns wanted to tie up the handsome boss and let him make some steamed stuffed buns on the spot before leaving.

"Boss, you can make more steamed stuffed buns tomorrow. There are more than 1000 workers in our factory. Plus the nearby municipal Party Committee School, you have to make at least thousands of steamed stuffed buns to sell."

"Yes, it's unkind of you to let us slander just by smelling."

Yan Chu looked at the people who told him to make thousands of steamed buns to sell. It would take him several hours to mix the stuffing and knead the bread for steaming. Let's wait until he becomes a tentacle monster one day.

Yan Chu was very satisfied with his current income. He decided to sell 250 steamed stuffed buns a day.

If you want to be the king of meat bags, you must be a little forced. Rare things are more expensive. Yan Chu made such a happy decision.

Under everyone's persuasion and entreaty, Yan Chu came and left in a hurry. The bosses of the other three breakfast stalls were finally relieved.

They unexpectedly found that at the end of the day, their business was better than before. Those workers who didn't buy Yan Chu's steamed stuffed buns were too lazy to go to the canteen to buy breakfast. It happened that their snack stalls were novel, and the price was not much different from the canteen. The most important thing was that they didn't need food stamps and meat stamps, so they selectively consumed at their stalls.

The three bosses were jealous at the beginning and relaxed and happy now. They prayed that the strange meat bag stall would be good to stay here for a long time. Of course, the number of meat bags should not be more. They were responsible for gathering popularity every day, and then sold out and left in half an hour. Wouldn't it be cheaper for them if they didn't buy steamed stuffed buns at that time.

In this way, the ending of eating meat and soup skillfully dissipated the hostility of these aborigines to Yan Chu, which Yan Chu didn't think of before.

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Yan Chu rented an old courtyard in the city. The shape of a courtyard with a small courtyard. The rent for a month was only 16 yuan. Because he was a single family, he didn't have to worry about being disturbed. Almost at first glance, Yan Chu took a fancy to the house and gave him half a year's rent at once.

He plans to use the yard as his stronghold in the future. Unfortunately, he doesn't have enough money to buy the yard, otherwise it will be more comfortable to live when the house completely belongs to him.

It has been half a month since his first day of taking out steamed stuffed buns in a state-owned factory, and many new rules have been put forward in the steamed stuffed bun stall.

For example, because the business is too good, the price of steamed stuffed buns has increased to 30 cents. The extremely expensive steamed stuffed buns have reduced the behavior of looting by some people. For example, the quota of steamed stuffed buns that everyone can buy every day is only five. Yan Chu's head is comparable to a printing machine. He tries to wear more hats and change clothes. It doesn't work if he wants to queue up again.

This rule has attracted some people's resistance. Why can't they buy more steamed stuffed buns with their own skills and money? Of course, such a protest was recognized by the majority of customers one day when a rich little boss bought 150 steamed stuffed buns at one go for his daughter's wedding banquet, resulting in many people failing to eat pan an's steamed stuffed buns with meat that day.

Meat bun Pan'an is a nickname given to Yan Chu by customers on the basis of tofu Xishi, which Yan Chu himself does not recognize.

Of course, there are policies and countermeasures, and there are no times without rich people. Yan Chu stipulates that everyone can only buy five steamed stuffed buns. Those who are in great demand and rich will add some prices to buy them from those who buy steamed stuffed buns. Others have launched a family of old and young people, retired old people and children who have not yet gone to school, who will gather outside a state-owned factory in the morning.

Because of his surprisingly good business, Yan Chu was soon noticed.

These days, self-employed people are looked down upon by most people, but a few people agree with the existence of self-employed people.

They calculated an account for Yan Chu according to his hot business.

People who have made steamed stuffed buns know how much the net profit of steamed stuffed buns is. Usually, a meat bun sells for 15 cents. If it is pure meat, the profit is about four cents. Yan Chu's steamed stuffed buns are expensive. Even if he uses better raw materials than others, according to the current price of 30 cents, each steamed stuffed bun at least earns 15 cents.

He sells 250 steamed stuffed buns a day, which means his net profit is 37.5 yuan a day. Many people think his profit may be higher. The net profit of more than 30 yuan is still less.

Now, young people in their twenties earn about 50 yuan to work in factories, while Yan Chu, who is about the same age, can make a net profit of more than 1000 yuan a month by relying on his steamed stuffed bun stall.

What is this concept? He can get together three major pieces of bicycles, watches and radios by selling steamed stuffed buns for a month. He can buy a house with a small yard in the city by selling steamed stuffed buns for a few months.

Marrying him is not just marrying a man, it is marrying a mobile gold mine.

Besides, the gold mine manager is very handsome, otherwise he wouldn't call him meat bag Pan'an. He has both wealth and appearance. He has no shortcomings except that the self-employed has a bad reputation.

So these days, many people look at the steamed stuffed bun stall owner who admits that they have not married yet, and think about how to match him with their girl. No, as soon as today's steamed stuffed buns are sold out, an old lady plans to attack.

"This steamed stuffed bun is sold out today. I may not be able to sell it for some time."

Before the old lady spoke, Yan Chu's words blocked back the questions she had not asked.

"Why don't you sell steamed stuffed buns? Is there something at home?"

Many people are used to eating steamed stuffed buns from Yan Chu steamed stuffed bun stall every day. Suddenly, without this delicious supply, they feel that they can't work hard and panic at the moment.

"Yes, my grandson recognized your steamed stuffed bun. He doesn't taste anything else. Tell aunt what's wrong. Aunt's son works in the Municipal Public Security Bureau. Maybe he can help you."

People who had bought steamed stuffed buns and had not left surrounded Yan Chu. Just now the eldest mother who wanted to set up his granddaughter and Yan Chu was outnumbered, she was immediately pushed aside by the crowded crowd.

"Nothing. I've made some money in the past half a month. I'm tired of making steamed stuffed buns. I'm going to go home and rest for a while. When the money is spent, I'll come again."

We imagined a lot of possibilities, thinking about whether something big had happened to the little brother's family, such as which relative in the family was ill or died, for example, his parents asked him to go back and marry his daughter-in-law, and so on.

Unexpectedly, I have earned enough money. I think it's too tired to make steamed stuffed buns. I plan to sell steamed stuffed buns again when the money runs out.

The people on the side were petrified immediately, and the corners of their mouths twitched for half a sound. There was nothing to say about this answer.

"You child, no one thinks too much money."

In this era, labor is beautiful, and hardworking people deserve the most respect. No one has ever been able to justify laziness like this.

"Don't worry, I spend money very fast. I showed up again after half a month."

Yan Chu kindly comforted his customers. In fact, money is sometimes not forbidden. He is serious about this comforting sentence.

This comfort didn't work at all. Everyone was shocked by Yan Chu's independence. Finally, when Yan Chu bypassed them and pushed his cart away, they couldn't get out of Yan Chu's strange brain circuit.

The eldest mother who just wanted to make a matchmaker for Yan Chu and her granddaughter heard his words, immediately gave up her mind, and was glad that Yan Chu interrupted her words without saying it.

Although pan an can earn money, he doesn't look like a material to live. After earning some money, he wants to be lazy. He also says that he spends money very fast. Such men are prodigal children. They have a good relationship with the object. They are handsome and willing to spend money for the object. If they really live, they have to be angry with him.

The old lady looked at the back of Yan Chu who had run away and sighed. What kind of parents are they to raise such a dissolute son.

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The parents of the dissolute son are now at the entrance of the village, looking at the son who is carrying chickens and ducks and carrying a big backpack from outside towards the village.

The second son of the Yan family came back from eating and drinking for nothing in the city. Like a tornado, the news soon spread all over the village.

For most of the month Yan Chu was absent, everyone was gambling that when Yan Chu's friend couldn't stand him and drove him back.

Some people gambled for three days and others gambled for a week. Everyone felt that no one could stand his friends eating, drinking and not working, even his best friend. Therefore, many villagers felt that Yan Chu would come back soon after he stayed in the city.

But who knows that Yan Chu broke the record. It took him twenty days to leave. The villagers are talking about how rich Yan Chu's friend has to be to endure such a long time of free food.

Now Yan Chu is back, carrying chickens, ducks, fish and a big backpack that he doesn't know what to pack. The villagers still have to come and have a look.

"Mom and Dad, this is my filial piety to you."

Under the eyes of the villagers, Yan Chu handed over the faded chickens and ducks to old lady Yan.

"My good friend gave it to me. I'm too lazy to do it. Let my sister-in-law burn it at that time. I'll eat it ready-made."

In the eyes of distrust, Yan Chu reluctantly changed his statement. Sure enough, the people in the village, including his parents, finally showed clear and gratifying eyes.

"Don't worry, little brother. I promise I'll put enough materials. You don't have to waste any heart."

Jiang Dani really didn't expect her uncle to come back with chickens and ducks as he said before he left. The duck looks very fat. It's estimated that she has been raised for a long time. She will make up for it when she makes soup.

A chicken, a duck and two fish are enough for the family to eat for many days.

At this time, Jiang Dani can't help but rejoice that her little uncle is lazy. These ingredients are made in her house, and everyone in the family can follow her. Thinking about her unjustly dead hen, Jiang Dani finally relieved her resentment.

"Yan Laoer, what have you been doing in the city these days?"

The villagers used to be tired of this rascal. Now he hasn't made trouble in the village for such a long time, and he's a little flustered. Of course, it has something to do with Yan Chu's image in the hearts of the villagers after receiving the golden flag and washing it.

Now in the eyes of the villagers, he is a little bad, and the big bad can't occupy the edge. He doesn't hate him as before.

"I'm making money in the city."

Yan Chu went to his eldest brother's house. The old men and women in the village who didn't have to work in the field and the little children also followed him to Yan AI's country.

They have never been to such a far place in the city. I want Yan Chu to tell them whether the city is very lively, whether the houses over there are six or seven stories high, and whether the city people can drink a bowl of soybean milk.

As for Yan Chu's words that he made money in the city, the villagers didn't believe it.

"Yes, you have earned money. You have earned face for the Yan family." The villagers responded perfunctorily to him and then urged him to talk about the city.

Where can a rascal earn money? I'm afraid he'll stick gold on his face after eating and drinking.

However, they wanted to hear about the situation in the city, so they were embarrassed to expose Yan Chu's lies and wanted to make the rascal proud and satisfy his vanity.

One afternoon, Yan Chu said that the villagers listened and the atmosphere was happy.

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"Mom and Dad, big brother and sister-in-law, I really make money in the city."

After dinner, Jiang Dani tidied up the duck bones piled into a hill on the table. Old lady Yan helped while the others sat and ate.

And the chicken and two fish she didn't make today. She's afraid that the good things will be finished in one day.

But the duck alone made the whole family happy, including Yan Chuansi, who was only two years old. After drinking some soup, Yue's eyes narrowed into a small moon.

Yan Chu took out a handful of money he had specially converted into whole notes before he came back, put it on the table and said seriously.

Old man Yan stood up fiercely, closed the windows and doors, and looked at his little son in despair.

"Say, who did you rob in the city!"