Of course, there are also those who are good to him, including Fa Xiao, his cousin who was hit by a car, a sister who committed suicide, and Hu Li, the girl he likes.

He hopes they are all well.

Zhao Pengshengsheng didn't think too much about being awesome. He was just an ordinary person who just wanted to live a happy life and let the people who were good to him be good and the bad people who were not good to him...

Don’t even think about it!

Yes, it is such a simple and unpretentious purpose.

One by one, the most important thing now is to make the family a little richer, because according to this day, in a few days, my father will be hit in the eye while working on a construction site, and there will be no income for a long time, causing them to even have food for a while.

Can't even eat it in my mouth.

There are five people in the family. My father belongs to the working class and has no land. Zhao Peng and his younger brother are black households and have no land. Therefore, the family only has two acres of land owned by my mother and one-third of an acre owned by my sister.

The rural land in the northwest is generally barren, the weather is dry, and there are no rivers nearby.

Farmers almost rely on the weather to harvest their land. If it rains, the harvest will be slightly better. If it doesn’t rain, there will be no harvest. One season of wheat every year, and one acre of land needs to be harvested at 300 kilograms, and more than 100 kilograms of public grain must be paid. The remaining

Not much really.

Zhao Peng's family only has enough food for three or four months every year, and then they have to go to the market to buy wheat. But the family doesn't have any extra money, so they can only have some money to buy some food, and then buy it after eating. If there is no money after eating,

, just eat millet, which other people feed to pigs or dogs...

How to get rich? There are pros and cons. The most important thing now is to have the first pot of gold.

The first thing every reborn person faces is this problem. He used to write about royalties when writing novels, sell socks, and even help others write homework to earn their first pot of gold.

But reality is more difficult than novels. In reality, it is not easy to get royalties and it cannot be done quickly. The publication cycle of magazines is too long. It takes at least half a year from submission to receiving royalties. He cannot wait for so long.

As for other transactions, one important question cannot be avoided: Where did the original start-up capital come from?

For example, when selling socks, a pair of socks here cost about 1 yuan in 1998. Even if you get the goods for 5 cents, 200 pairs of socks will cost 100 yuan, and it will take a long time to sell. If you want to make small profits but quick turnover, you will need to pay at least thousands of items, but my father

After a hard day's work, you only get 16 yuan. When will you save up to 1,000 yuan?

However, Zhao Peng had his own ideas.

Just after 2000, because my father really couldn't work, he started an egg selling business with his mother.

It was a very hard-working small business with very little initial capital investment.

You can get an egg for 0.15 yuan, sell it for 0.3 yuan, and earn 0.15 yuan per egg. For 1,000 eggs, you can earn 150 yuan.

This does not include picking out the big white ones and selling them individually for 0.5 yuan to people in the city who like to buy big eggs. Eggs are consumables, and my father could sell 2,000 of them a day at his best.

However, my father started it late and the profits were already very low. Those who started it earlier were already driving cars when my father was selling eggs. In business, it depends on who moves early and eats the meat first.

, I had to drink the soup in the end, and in the end I probably could only lick the pot.

Zhao Peng had been doing this small business with his father before. He knew which eggs were good and cheap, and the owner of the chickens was honest. So he started now, which is equivalent to two years earlier than his father.

Many people look down on the egg business at all, and would mock others by calling them egg sellers. In fact, they don’t know the profits involved. Many of the tips for making money in life are in the hands of a small group of people. It seems that there is no profit, but if you calculate it carefully,

Come down and definitely make money.

Zhao Peng decided to do it himself first.

My father had no idea of ​​doing this yet. He was a member of the establishment, so he couldn't save his face and was laughed at. But Zhao Peng was just a student, so it didn't matter.

The original start-up capital...

Hehe, he has an idea.

At around five o'clock the next day, Zhao Peng was sleeping when he heard his mother shouting: "Peng baby, Peng baby, get up and get dressed. Why are you still lying on the bed this morning?"

After Zhao Peng woke up, he was in a daze for a moment, then suddenly came to his senses and jumped up from the kang in an instant.

My father didn't like people sleeping in. Even on weekends, he would get up at 5:30 to clean the yard, use the toilet, and then endorse the book.

In the past, the three siblings at home had to do the work separately, but now he is the only one at home, and everything belongs to him.

I got up, washed my face with hot water from a thermos bottle, brushed my teeth, and swept the yard clean, leaving not a single leaf behind.

The toilet was also covered with new soil.

Then I took my political book and went to the trench outside and started reciting it loudly.

My father had to ask someone to endorse him, but he couldn't disturb his sleep, so he had to go to the wall trench to make noises to others.

Neighbors from the village passed by in twos and threes on the road, and everyone greeted enthusiastically: "Where is Pengwa's endorsement?"

"Well, here's the endorsement."

"Peng Wa studies so hard."

"Well, it won't work if we don't work hard."

Zhao Peng could hardly recognize many people in the village. It had been too long and he didn't know how to call others.

The village is different from the city. In the city, people are called by age, but in the village it is hard to tell the seniority. Zhao Peng’s village is called Zhaozhuang, and his family has a very high seniority. Often old men and women in their seventies or eighties still call Zhao Peng Grandpa.

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I didn’t know how to shout, so I just stopped shouting and just laughed it off.

He carried it until after nine o'clock, when the sun came out, Lao Gao's mother called him in the yard to go back for dinner.

Zhao Peng found that this book was really not easy to memorize. Compared with the registered chemical engineers, first construction, and registered safety engineers who took the examination in the previous life, this junior high school politics was simple.

Breakfast is steamed buns, yellow rice porridge, and cold shredded radish.

The eating habits in the north are like this, everything can be eaten cold.

The steamed buns are steamed by my mother. They are very strong and taste layer by layer. They are stuffed with shredded radish. They are delicious!

Zhao Peng ate with gusto. After finishing the meal, he talked to his mother and went out on his bicycle.

He was going to find a chicken farmer in the village.

In their previous life, their family was very familiar with this chicken farmer, and they knew that this family actually started raising chickens in 1996. But their eggs were all sent to the city, and they were very cheap, only a few cents each. If it could be higher, they would have more eggs.

Earn something is something.

The chicken farmer's name is Rui Zongming, and his son and Zhao Peng's sister Zhao Fang are junior high school classmates.

The Rui family was in the next team, about three or four kilometers away, so Zhao Peng hurried over at lightning speed.

Rui Zongming is a middle-aged uncle with a round face, and he has a rude smile. When he smiles, he reveals a small gap in his front teeth. It is said that he broke it due to drinking, and there is a slight leak when he speaks.

"Uncle Rui, are you busy?"

Zhao Peng stopped the bicycle with one foot, parked beside it, and said hello with a smile.

"Which family does your baby come from?"

Rui Zongming had just pulled out a flatbed truck of chicken manure and was resting in front of his home when he saw a young man coming towards him. He seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember who he was.

"I am Zhao Fang's younger brother. I used to come to your house to play with my sister."

"Zhao Fang's brother, let me think about it...oh oh oh, I remember, you are that Xiaopeng. The last time I saw you was three or four years ago, and you have grown so tall."

"Hey, it hasn't grown taller either. It's still as tall as a tree stump."

"Hahaha, that's all right. The ambition is not the height. You're not from the third team, so why are you here?"

"I'm looking for you specifically."

"Looking for me," Rui Zongming smiled curiously, "Why are you looking for me? You want eggs. Come, uncle will bring you a plate to eat."

One plate is thirty.

"No, no, no, uncle, I came here today for eggs, not to ask for them, but to buy them."

"You kid, if you get eggs from my uncle's place, can I still charge you money? How many do you want?"

Zhao Peng said with a smile: "I want a thousand."

"A thousand, okay, then...what, you said you want a thousand?"

Rui Zongming smiled awkwardly. Just now he thought that the child only wanted dozens of eggs to eat, but he didn't expect that one mouth would feed a thousand eggs, which is his daily egg production.

"Why do you want so many eggs? Is there something going on at home?" He calmly changed the subject.

Zhao Peng squatted down next to Rui Zongming and whispered: "Uncle, I want to make some money for my mother's medicine. Can you let me take eggs from you and sell them."

Rui Zongming knew about Zhao Peng's mother. The children of their two families had a good relationship, so the adults also knew her.

Originally, he sympathized with Zhao Peng, but sympathy is sympathy, and business is business. He suddenly heard Zhao Peng say this, and subconsciously refused: "Baby, you know that uncle provides these eggs to the city, there is no extra
Chapter completed!