The Era of Hard Work

There was a heavyweight basketball game at the Provincial University, and the pulling effect was very obvious. The reputation of Lu's Malatang spread like wildfire. From 10 o'clock on Sunday, there was an endless stream of students coming to eat Malatang. Not only were all the tables full of people , even the side of the car is full, three flavors with different sauces can satisfy many people.

When the weather is cool, Malatang tastes even better.

This sale, a string seems worthless, but the upper limit of a street stall is far more than braised pork biscuits.

By eleven o'clock, the skewers cooked in the soup pot had changed twice.

Song Na didn't listen to Lu Dong's advice, but still came to help, so Lu Dong simply asked her to settle accounts and find money, so it would be easier.

If Malatang wants to attract people, the taste of the soup and sauce is the key, which is exactly what Lu Dong and Hu Chunlan are good at.

After Zhao Juanjuan's tofu nao stall started selling, some people even came to Lu Dong's table with a bowl of tofu nao to add sauce.

The two families are next to each other, and the business is already promoting each other, so there is a cascading effect, but Lu Dong doesn't care.

Taking some time off, Lu Dong asked: Sister Juan, what's the situation with your father? Did he really leave this stall to you?

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, Lao Zhao never came again.

Zhao Juanjuan smiled, and answered the same as last time: I'm not in good health, I have to rest for now.

Seeing that she didn't want to say more, Lu Dong didn't ask any more questions, and continued to work on the Mala Tang stall.

He can attract customers and keep people here, and even the surrounding stalls have seen a surge in traffic. Jiao Shougui's tapes are rushing for takeaways. The tapes are sold as much as there are.

At the turn of the century, Little Swallow is becoming popular culture all over the country.

Jiao Sanhei's book rental stall was influenced by Jiao Shougui, Jin Yong and Gu Long's books were moved back, and Qiong Yao's novels were placed at the front.

His book rental business is also good.

Lu Dong's business is really good. Taking advantage of no one's time, Jiao Shougui leaned over to Jiao Sanhei and said, The popularity of the new business has reached this level in the first few days.

Jiao Sanhei saw the crowd around Lu Dong's booth, suddenly thought of a possibility, and said, Brother, you don't understand.

What do I not understand? Jiao Shougui puzzled him.

Jiao Sanhei thought about borrowing cheat books that day, and looked at Qiao Weiguo next door, who was chopping meat, and swallowed the words in his throat.

Both Lu Dong and Qiao Weiguo have nothing to say about their personalities, but when it comes to sect secrets?

The leader of the Five Poisons sect lives in seclusion in the city, shouldn't it be a good business to do snacks? What is the Five Poison Sect best at? It must be playing with insect medicine, all kinds of insects, all kinds of herbs, mixed casually, it's normal for people to swallow their tongues if they are so delicious!

Jiao Sanhei was attracted by the hundred-year-old signboard. Thinking about it carefully, Lu Dong is actually quite modest. The Five Poison Sect has been passed down for more than a hundred years, right?

On the north side of the market, many people frequently look at the south side. There is a big gap in the flow of people between the two sides. People from the east, west and south mostly stop at the entrance to the south, especially the young man at the southernmost end. The two stalls have always been the best business in the whole market. of.

If it were someone else, I would have already moved my mind, but looking at the centuries-old signboard, those who have ideas are just thinking about it.

Everyone in the market knows that the young man is an absolute local snake. He is from Lujia Village, a well-known local clan village. It is said that his nickname is Zuo Shandiao.

Not to mention anything else, just hearing this nickname, you know that he is not a good person.

Ordinary people, who would be called a mountain eagle? It is not easy to get the name of the Eight Great King Kong.

More importantly, I also have a cousin who has just been promoted to an instructor, who only manages the market, and has a different relationship with industry, commerce and joint law enforcement.

There were rumors that many old Jianghu had provoked him when he was young, but none of them ended well.

Send out all the rumors that he is the leader of the Five Poison Sect.

This is obviously more ruthless than a mountain sculpture!

I can't afford it, I can't afford it...

Some people think that if this person collects protection fees in the market, no one will dare to say anything, but it is strange to say that this young man only guards his own one-acre three-point land and rarely comes out to bully others.

It is not known in the market that he has bullied anyone.

His business is really good. The egg pancake seller said to his wife, Why don't we change jobs?

His wife looked enviously at the south side, but was full of doubts: Would we annoy him if we robbed him of the deal?

The egg-filled biscuit seller thought of the rumors and was also worried: Let's have a look first and then talk about it.

Some things were intentionally done by Lu Dong, and the messy things he encountered recently made him understand one thing, notoriety is sometimes not a bad thing.

After noon, the number of people gradually decreased, and the baskets containing raw materials were basically empty.

The last customer left, Lu Dong picked up a rag to clean up, Song Na sat on a saddle, took out all the money in her pocket, and quickly began to count.

These days, she has made a lot of money in business, and she is very skilled.

Lu Dong cleaned up the trash, wiped the soup pot and the table, and Song Na had already finished counting.

She came to report to Lu Dong: The actual collection at noon was 402 yuan, and more than 2,000 strings were sold.

When collecting money, some change will be erased, and I can't remember exactly how many strings were sold.

Lu Dong took the money, tied it up and put it away: It's as good as the one sold the day before yesterday.

Song Na helped Lu Dong clean up: Today is Sunday, there will be more people coming out in the afternoon and evening.

Lu Dong glanced at the storage area of ​​the truck: There are not many left, I have to go back and get the goods.

You go. Song Na moved her right wrist: I'll help you watch here.

Zhao Juanjuan came over at this moment, cleaned up the tofu nao bowls on the table by Lu Dong's side, and helped Lu Dong clean it along the way. Her brains were more lively than Old Zhao's. She is not the only one who sells tofu nao in the market now, and she can sell more than 300 yuan a day. , the stall next to Lu Dong is the key.

She had also heard some rumors related to Lu Dong. The first few people who set up stalls in the university town had a good relationship, because no one dared to provoke Lu Dong's relationship, like her, Erjiao and Lao Liu.

This is going to be changed to the rural market, and someone has already thought of a way to change the location of their stalls.

Zhao Juanjuan helped clean up, and said embarrassedly: Lu Dong, you used a lot of ingredients to eat tofu brains, this matter...

It's okay! Lu Dong waved his hand generously: Sister Juan, let's sell the business together, it's a trivial matter.

After Song Na heard this, she felt that Lu Dong could handle interpersonal relationships quite well, like those peers in school who had a little achievement, and all of them wanted to stick their tails to the sky.

After cleaning, Lu Dong got on his motorcycle and dragged the trailer back to the village to pick up goods.

I found a package of materials from the freezer, and went to get things from the floor of the main room. I don’t know if it’s because of the bad weather recently, or because there were too many bugs in the walls of the old house, and I found a scorpion on the ground.

Needless to say, look for chopsticks and put them in the long barrel box, maybe they can be used in the future.

Lu Dong pulled up his things and went back. He had just entered the university town when a black Santana car approached him. The car staggered past, turned around suddenly, passed him, and stopped on the side of the road.

Just in the direction of Lu Dong's advance.

Lu Dong stopped the car slowly, took out the hard cigarette case from his bag with one hand, got out of the car and walked to the side of the trailer, where there was a stick, so he could easily find it out.

The tickle in the cigarette pack has long since died, but the dead tick is not much different from the living one.

At this time, there is nowhere to look for work, so I can only make do with it.

If you want to find a new one, you will have to wait until June next year at the earliest.

In front, a middle-aged man got off the Santana sedan, not tall, and looked very inconspicuous.

Lu Dong looked carefully, there was no one else in the car, and when he looked at the middle-aged man's face, he didn't recognize him.

The middle-aged man closed the car door and walked this way: Lu Dong, right?

Although he spoke Mandarin, but from the accent, Lu Dong was sure it was Qing Zhaoren, nodded slightly, and asked, Are you...

The middle-aged man stopped in front of the Jialing car, smiled and said, My name is Ma Yunlai, from Majia Village, I have something to talk to you about.

Lu Dong had never heard of this person before, so he said, Please tell me if you have anything to say.

Ma Yun came up to the curb and stood under the shade of a tree: Be quiet here.

Lu Dong went over, and was always two meters away from him. Looking carefully, this man's clothes seemed to be of brand name, and he was definitely not an ordinary person who could drive a Santana.

Ma Yunlai saw Lu Dong holding a cigarette case in one hand, and waved his hand with a smile: You're welcome, I don't smoke.

Lu Dong looked down at the cigarette case, and stuffed it back into his trouser pocket. Who would dare to smoke this if it was for someone else? He didn't want to create another Ouyang Feng.

You don't know me, but I know you quite well. Ma Yunlai said with a smile, I've heard many people talk about you, young hero, you are amazing.

Hearing this, Lu Dong thought he was a member of the public sector, and smiled modestly: It just happened to happen, it's a small matter, it's not worth mentioning.

Ma Yunlai suddenly asked, You really think so?

Lu Dong heard that the words were not quite right, and slowly put away his smile: It's really a small matter, insignificant.

Ma Yunlai said: This small matter can help you win Quannan's top ten outstanding members, which is a great honor.

Lu Dong raised his eyes to look at him, pondered in his heart, and said, I can't stop people who want to give it. Honor, no one wants too much.

It's useless to you. Ma Yunlai gradually got to the point: Lu Dong, if you sell things in the market, such as department stores and snacks, getting the honor won't make your business better, will it?

Lu Dong admitted this.

Ma Yunlai felt that he could grasp Lu Dong's mentality. He had seen too many small traders: You are struggling in the market day and night, and doing business is nothing more than making money, right?

These words were all right, Lu Dong did not deny, but did not answer either.

Looking at Ma Yun, Lu Dong seemed to be thinking, striking while the iron was hot: To tell you the truth, I am also in business. We are all businessmen, and the difference is nothing more than the size of the business. Lu Dong, I found you today to discuss a business with you. Great deal!

Combined with the previous words, Lu Dong had a bad association, but he didn't want to get too stiff, so he declined: I'm just a small merchant, I can't compare to a big boss like you, what can I do business with you, the market The boss is still waiting for me to deliver the goods, so let's go first.

Ma Yunlai was a little surprised, it was impossible to let Lu Dong go like this, and immediately said: Business for 5,000 yuan!

He thought that once the money was paid out, Lu Dong would definitely stop.

Unexpectedly, Lu Dong didn't even go back to the motorcycle.

Ma Yunlai took two steps to catch up, and said: You voluntarily withdraw from the top ten outstanding selections, and the 5,000 yuan is yours.

Lu Dong turned around: Brother, don't be kidding, I'm just a small businessman, I can decide this matter?

Ma Yunlai said: If you make trouble, I will poke it up for you, and I will quit naturally.

Lu Dong understood: Brother, there are also people on your side who are selected? Even if I withdraw, can it be his turn?

You don't need to worry about that, I have my own way. Ma Yunlai laughed, since the Yang family had no connections, naturally they would not let him come.

If it wasn't for this fact that Lu Dong was also driven by some forces behind him, and the Evening News was involved, it wouldn't be such a hassle.