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Chapter 3 Be ambitious

Fresh corn on the cob was very popular, and before the siblings even opened their mouths while standing on the roadside, someone came up to inquire about it.

"How much does a stick cost?"

"Two dollars and three sticks."

"So expensive? What, isn't it just corn on the cob? It's worthless, thirty cents a cob, I'll buy some." A middle-aged woman in her forties roughly picked out the sack, specifically picking out the big corn.

Take the stick.

"No, two yuan and three sticks is already the lowest price. If it's too expensive, go and look elsewhere." Su Jian covered her pocket and snatched the corn back from her hand.

"You little girl, you are so stubborn. How can you see this price in the market? Are you blinded by money at such a young age? Are you crazy because of poverty?"

Holding Su Dan's arm, she glanced at the woman and said with an indifferent expression, "The market price is fair and reasonable. I didn't force the sale. You don't have to use such harsh words."

These corns were grown by her parents early in the morning. The two elders of the Su family lived with Su Mingfeng, but their household registrations were still in the countryside, and the dry fields and paddy fields totaled more than ten acres.

In order to pay off the debt as soon as possible, Su Mingcheng contracted more than 20 acres of land that no one else was farming. The couple was reluctant to hire people. They plowed the land themselves in spring and harvested in autumn, and were still busy in the fields at 11 or 12 o'clock at night.

Who knows dishes on the menu, A Journey!

Why should the fresh vegetables that her parents worked so hard to get be cheaper than others?

"Why do you think you're so ugly? You're wearing the uniform of No. 2 Middle School. Haha, I'm just saying, what kind of good students can a shabby school with a crane behind it produce?"

Su Jian didn't even give her a look. She picked up a stick and tore open the green leaves and shouted, "Fresh corn, sweet and waxy sticky corn, two yuan and three sticks, come and buy it."

I heard it was sticky corn, and some people started fighting over it.

During this period, everyone is growing old corn, which has a hard texture and is not as delicious as sticky corn. You can buy fresh sticky corn at this price, which is a huge profit.

When Su Dan saw his sister yelling, he also shouted loudly, "sticky corn, sticky corn, only fifty sticks, first come, first served."

In a short time, the two sacks of corn were sold out for a total of thirty-three yuan.

"Sister, you are so awesome. Why didn't I think of selling corn to make money earlier?" Su Dan excitedly put away the sack and clamped it on the back rack of his bicycle.

Su Jian looked at him. His 14-year-old brother was sunny and handsome. Unfortunately, he failed the college entrance examination and never recovered. After his mother passed away, he drank alcohol all day long. At the age of 28, he had a stomach perforation and died in a rented house.

"Xiao Dan, you are focusing on studying, do you hear me?"

She saw through Su Dan's thoughts at a glance. She didn't want to study. She always thought about raining money from the sky and reducing the pressure on her parents.

"Sister, I'm not good at studying, so I might as well come down and work."

"you dare!"

She was very angry, "The more others look down on us, the better we do. My father studied accounting back then, and we all have his genes. As long as we study hard, we will be able to read well."

Knowing that her father's job had been replaced by her second uncle, Su Jian became determined to get into the best high school and the highest university to make her parents feel proud.

They both went to the same junior high school, Su Dan was in the first grade and she was in the third grade.

"Sister, didn't you ask about Wang Chunmei's volunteering?"

"If you don't ask, you won't be able to say anything good if you ask her."

After they separated, she entered the class and walked to her seat to sit down.

My deskmate Zhang Hui, who had two long ponytails, grabbed her arm.

"Su Jian, I heard that your second aunt has a good relationship with the admissions teacher of the vocational college. Can you recommend her to me?"
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