Reborn 1980, I amaze the world by picking up scraps

As the finished products fell one after another, a unique fragrance of cornmeal spread out. It was baked by the heat and smelled quite fragrant.

"Can it be eaten?" Mao Dan drooled.

"Let your dad taste it first." Grandma loves her son, but she loves her grandson even more. What if it smells of organic oil?

Fourth uncle broke off a small piece and threw it into his mouth, chewing it, "It's quite sweet, but it doesn't seem to have much taste."

"Does it taste good?" My fourth aunt tasted a piece. She was a woman and had a better mouth. She immediately commented that it still tasted a little bit.

"The extruder burns diesel fuel. It's possible that you smell it, so you feel it smells bad." Yuan Ni analyzed.

When everyone thinks about it, they actually think it makes sense.

By this time, a pot of corn canes had been picked up.

Grandma thought for a while, then directed Mao Dan and Gou Dan, "Take the flashlight, send a few to your little soldier brother, and ask him what it tastes like."

"Get some for Uncle Wang's house too."

I have been watching TV at Uncle Wang's house before, and they have never disliked that the Chen family came from the countryside. They have always treated me well and provided hot water.

In addition to these two people, the fourth uncle mentioned a few more people, all of whom were close friends in the alley. Since corn canes are not valuable, just asking everyone to comment on the taste can be regarded as soft advertising.

This time, not only Maodan Goudan, but also Xiaowen Xiaoyu came out. Several children ran together and delivered all the things in a short time.

"Ding Xiaobing said it was delicious. He only tasted sweetness and corn flavor, but no organic oil."

The response from several other households was also very good.

"That's because we are too close and we are suffocated by the smell of diesel. This thing should be fine and can be made in large quantities." The fourth uncle was very happy because there was another way to make a fortune.

"How to price this?"

"Someone used to sell it at the supply and marketing cooperative for about three cents. Everything is expensive here, so let's just settle for five cents."

Yuanni thought for a while and added, "Two cents and five."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then realized, small profits but quick turnover.

"This thing is sold in the Little Man Bookstore. How do we calculate the cost and give the fourth child a share?" In business, my grandfather can also speak professional terms.

The fourth uncle shook his head hurriedly, "What's the share? Just think of it as the filial piety money I gave to dad."

The fourth aunt said with a smile, "The extruder is used as junk. I don't have much money at all. It can be used to make corn cobs. How can we be embarrassed to share it?"

It is suitable to sell biscuits or corn canes in the Little Man Bookstore, and children like it.

The bicycle repair shop can only sell bicycle baskets and repair bicycle wheels, and it is useless to leave the extruder.

Yuan Ni took a small notebook to write and draw, and had already calculated the costs and profits, "Making corn canes is very simple, it only requires corn flour and sugar, and the raw material consumption is very small.

However, the extruder is easily damaged, and you will have to rely on Uncle Four for future repairs. I suggest giving 10% of the profits to Uncle Four. "

The raw materials and retail sales are handed over to grandma and grandpa, and all the money earned belongs to them.

Grandpa shook his head and said, "Nier, you've been shortchanged. The Little Man Bookstore is yours, and I have to give you a share."

The final agreement was that Yuanni and the fourth uncle would each get 10% of the profits, and the rest would go to grandma and grandpa. After all, the old couple were old.

That night I made another pot of corn canes and prepared to sell them the next day.This thing tastes best when it's fresh out of the pan. If it's left out for a long time, it will become skinny and not crispy.

It was still snowing heavily the next day. Mrs. Ding mobilized many residents to go out with shovels early in the morning to shovel the snow, otherwise the roads in the alley would be blocked.

This is how it is now. As soon as it snows, everyone goes out together with shovels and brooms. Not to mention sweeping too much, at least the area at the door is swept clean.

If someone's door is slippery, filled with ice and snow, they will be scolded.

After clearing the snow, everyone went to work talking and laughing.

The business of the two stores is even more prosperous than yesterday.

Unsurprisingly, the corn canes are a hit with the kids.

This thing is not as sweet as candy, nor does it have the satiety that bread and biscuits bring, but it is fluffy and crispy, with a unique texture. The key is that it is very durable. If you buy a corn cane, you can chew it for half a day.

It is a very happy thing to sit by the warm stove on a snowy day, reading a little book and chewing corn cans.

In just half a day, the pot of corn candies was sold out.

Grandma worked overtime at noon and made another pot of corn canes. When delivering the corn canes, Yuan Nier also went with her. She also carried two radio cassette players and several boxes of tapes.

When he looked at the cassette recorder, my grandfather's head suddenly got bigger, "Don't play it here."

Only those who love whoring will win, and children will learn bad things.

Yuan Ni smiled and said, "Grandpa, don't worry, it's Shan Tianfang's storytelling."

After all, the Little Man Bookstore is a public place, and Yuanni will not cause trouble.

"Storytelling? This is good." Grandpa was immediately happy. He also liked to listen, one was storytelling and the other was Qin opera.

The singing style of Qin Opera is high-pitched and shrill, which is not in line with the local aesthetics and is not suitable for playing in Xiaoren Bookstore. However, storytelling is different. It is suitable for all ages and everyone loves to listen. Some people can even speak two paragraphs.

After playing storytelling for her grandfather, Yuan Ni took another cassette player to the next door. The song she played for her fourth uncle was Island in the Sun, as well as popular movie hits.

"Oh, Ni'er, you can just carry one to Dad. I don't want it. This thing is too expensive." The fourth uncle's hands were covered with engine oil. He wanted to stop it but didn't dare to.

"This is for you. Let's put it in the shop for listening. After you move to a new house, you can take the cassette player back."

A total of ten radio cassette players were purchased. Yuan Nier had already made plans to give them away to others and for personal use.

The fourth uncle couldn't refuse, so he had to accept it with a blushing face.

After getting the cassette recorder and corn canes, the business of the two stores has obviously improved.

Some people who don’t live nearby will make a special detour to get their cars repaired just to listen to some music.

As for the Little Man Bookstore, it is absolutely overcrowded. In the past, there were only children, but now there are many elderly people.

These elderly people are all lovers of storytelling. Although there is also a serial broadcast of storytelling on the radio, it only broadcasts one episode every day, which is not enough to listen to. However, the Little Man Bookstore broadcasts unlimited broadcasts.

So these old men and women who love to listen to storytelling use the excuse of taking care of their grandchildren to sit in the Little Man Bookstore all day long.

Grandpa tasted the sweetness and never mentioned taking away the radio cassette player again.

On an ordinary but lively afternoon, the old captain led Chen Dayong to find the Little Man Bookstore.

However, after not seeing each other for a few days, the two of them became a lot more haggard. The old captain was still carrying an oil paper bag in his hand, "The persimmons sent by my hometown are frosted, let the baby taste them."

Grandpa knew that his family was in financial difficulty, so he quickly got a bench for them to sit down and poured them tea, "What are you doing with the things? You guys are too outsider."

Chen Dayong was a patient. He was freezing as soon as he went out. He sat by the stove and sneezed hard before he recovered.

The old captain looked enviously at the Little Man Bookstore and then at his son. There was struggle in his eyes. He hesitated for a moment and then said,

"Brother, I don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything. This life is too difficult, you have to help me..."