Before half past eight, all the sweet potato noodles were sold out, faster than Lin Mai expected.
Mainly after 7:30, not only passengers coming off the ferry, but also office workers and students taking the bus, as well as nearby residents come to buy, so they sell quickly.
Lin Mai packed up her things and went home. On the way, she met Tieniu who came to pick her up.
The two went home together, ate breakfast in a hurry, and went to the dock to sell chestnuts together.
Even though the price of chestnuts increased by a dime, it still affected sales. It took until 5 pm to sell 400 kilograms of chestnuts.
Lin Mai didn't want to sell anymore. She had been busy since five o'clock in the morning. She had already worked for more than ten hours and her body couldn't bear it.
But if we still only sell this much tomorrow, it will have some impact on the sales progress.
She plans to sell out all the chestnuts before the end of the year.
Tieniu wanted to sell for a while longer, but Lin Mai insisted on closing the stall and there was nothing he could do.
While closing the stall, he looked at the other vendors selling roasted seeds and nuts and muttered: "They are all taking away our business."
Lin Mai disagreed.
They didn't maliciously steal her business like Mr. Wu and his family, so why should you blame others?
Besides, the market for roasted seeds and nuts at the wharf is so big that she can’t swallow it all by herself. How much impact can other people’s sales have on her business?
After closing the stall and returning home, Tieniu Ma had already prepared dinner.
Four or five days have passed, and all the vegetables that Iron Cow Mother brought have been eaten.
For dinner, there is a bowl of pickled radish, a bowl of tofu and boiled Chinese cabbage, and a bowl of shredded potatoes, and there is nothing else.
Although Lin Mai works hard, she still wants to eat well if she can.
Besides, she gave Iron Niu Mama ten yuan to buy groceries, but she was made to eat these every day, which was a bit unbearable for her.
After eating, Lin Mai took out a big dollar bill from his pocket and handed it to Tieniu Mama, asking her to use the money to buy groceries.
Iron Niu Ma kept waving her hands: "No, no, the ten yuan you gave me last time was less than two yuan. I have money to buy groceries."
Lin Mai smiled: "I thought the lady had used up all the ten dollars."
"How is that possible? I only buy some dried tofu every day. How much can I spend?"
Iron Niu Mama looked proud when she said this, as if she was quick to praise me for how well I manage the household.
Lin Mai was so dissatisfied, how could he praise her? He would never praise her in his life.
She still gave the ten dollars to Iron Cow Mother: "From tomorrow on, every meal should be a little meaty, otherwise your body won't be able to bear it."
Iron Niu's mother said hello, but she secretly pouted in her heart. This girl is too greedy and wants to eat well. Isn't it enough if she is full?
After dinner, Lin Mai went out to borrow a small cardboard box, pen, ink, and paper from his neighbors.
Tieniu Ma asked in surprise: "Mai Zi, why did you borrow these?"
Lin Mai said vaguely: "It's useful." After that, he walked to the room.
Iron Niu Ma cursed in her heart, of course she knew you were useful, but she didn’t say what the use was.
But Lin Mai refused to say anything, and it was difficult for her to ask further questions.
Doudou wanted to follow into the room to see what was going on, but Lin Mai stopped him at the door: "Go play with Niuniu, don't affect mom's work."
Doudou obediently turned around and walked towards Niuniu.
Lin Mai closed the door tightly from inside, sat in front of the old desk, spread out the manuscript paper and started writing.
This article was written for the newspaper. The theme was to reflect on the problem that when I went to Jiangcheng Mall to buy supplements and down jackets that day, the salesperson at the mall looked ugly and spoke harshly.
After all, he was a top student who graduated from junior high school with excellent grades... Ahem, even though it happened a lifetime ago, my writing skills are still there.
Lin Mai described what happened at that time vividly and vividly, and also vividly portrayed the ugly faces of the two salesmen.
At the end of the article, Lin Mai wrote: In a capitalist country, a salesperson can still treat every customer well.
In our socialist country, there are such salespeople who look down on farmers. Doesn't this cause social conflicts?
If this unhealthy trend is not stopped, it will be detrimental to the development of the country.
All in all, the consequences are written very seriously.
After writing it, she put it aside, and then started writing a report letter to the Education Bureau, reporting that Lin Bei had taken her to high school under his own name.
She initially planned to go directly to Lin Bei's school to report her, but she couldn't get away, so she decided to write a report letter.
After I finished writing the report letter, I put it in the pocket of my cotton-padded coat together with the manuscript I had just written. I planned to take the time to go to the post office and send it out tomorrow.
These two letters had to be written behind Tieniu's and mother's back, because she was afraid that Tieniu's mother would spit and talk nonsense, but Tieniu wasn't particularly wary of her.
Finally, the small borrowed cardboard box was made into a lottery box, and Lin Mai walked out with the lottery box.
Iron Cow Mom was illiterate, so she stared at the lottery box in her hand and asked curiously: "What did you do?"
"The lottery box," Lin Mai explained, "is to put some small notes in the lottery box saying whether you won or not.
All customers who buy more than three kilograms of fried chestnuts can participate in the lottery, and if they win, they will get a free order, so our chestnuts can be sold out quickly."
Iron Cow Mom questioned: "Is this method feasible? If the winning note is drawn early, won't the chestnuts behind it become unsaleable?"
"I will indicate in advance that the winning rate is one in ten, that is, only one out of ten people will win.
The winning slips will not be drawn out early. I will only add a winning slip after drawing ten.
Taking a step back, even if the winning note is drawn early, it will not affect the sales of chestnuts later, but the sales will be slower.
After all, there was no lottery before, and buying chestnuts also cost money, but with the lottery, there is a chance to get rid of the purchase."
Tieniu's concern is whether the lottery will lower profits. If it will lower profits, he might as well sell it for 40 cents a pound.
"No." Lin Mai explained his doubts, "Although it is advertised that one out of ten people will win the prize, the actual situation is that only one out of twenty people will win the prize. Do you understand what I mean?"
Tieniu thought for a while, nodded and said: "I understand, you are lying."
Lin Mai smiled helplessly: "This is not a lie, on-site lottery events are like this.
One person out of twenty will win for free, which is equivalent to selling a pound of chestnuts for 47 cents.
Although the profit is not as good as the selling price of 50 cents per catty, it is definitely higher than the selling price of 40 cents."
When Tieniu figured it out, Lin Mai asked him and Tieniu's mother to work overtime and carve out hundreds of kilograms of chestnuts overnight to cope with the possible sales blowout caused by tomorrow's lottery.
After returning the neighbor's pen and paper, Lin Mai went to bed and got up early tomorrow to sell sweet potato noodles.
Iron Cow and her son cut and washed the chestnuts and prepared them for bed.
They will also get up early tomorrow to prepare for tomorrow's business.
Tieniu washed his feet in his room, and when he came out to pour water, he saw his mother pushing hard on the door of Lin Mai and her daughter's room, and asked in confusion: "Mom, what are you doing?"
Tie Niu Ma walked to him softly and asked in a low voice: "Mai Zi's door is locked from the inside. Can you unlock it from the outside?"
"I'm not a thief, how could I open the lock?" Tieniu asked doubtfully, "Mom, why did you want to open Maizi's door?"
Iron Niu Mama stared at him for a long time and whispered a few words in his ear.
Tie Newton's face changed with anger: "Mom! You are trying to trick me! You asked me to sneak into Maizi's room and rape her. Do you know the consequences? If Maizi reports the crime, I will be shot!"
"Isn't it because you are not worthy of wheat that I came up with this method? How did I trick you?" Iron Niu Ma said disdainfully: "Why are you so courageous? You have already cooked the rice, but the wheat is still there.
Dare you report the crime? She doesn’t want her reputation anymore?”
Tieniu was so angry that he couldn't speak: "What if Maizi risked his life? I won't do such a thing, and mom, don't even think of such an idea!"
After that, with a livid face, he poured the foot-washing water and went back to his room to sleep.
Iron Niu's mother hated that iron could not become steel, so she had no choice but to go back to her room to sleep.