Author Little Bee
This article was first published by the headline "Remembering the Wind of That Year"
A little story welcomes sharing
book continues with the previous article: There is an old saying: "At three years old, you see the old age when you are seven years old", which seems to make some sense. Take my sister for example. She was able to discover business opportunities when she was very young, and then she still had the courage to do it. So it is no wonder that she can register a small company and manage a hundred people (not temporary workers).
Today I will tell you about my sister’s interesting stories.
My sister and I have been completely different in character since childhood. I like quietness, she likes moving. She looks like a boy every day, climbing trees to catch birds, catching fish, and making appointments with two or three boys. She has done many things that boys dare not do... The mother said that her sister was very lively before she was born, which made her misunderstand that she was a fat boy, otherwise she would never be allowed to take up an fertility index when she was born. (A couple was allowed to have only one child at that time, and the younger brother was born after another)
I remember one year the township held the sports meeting , and all thirteen primary schools and one middle school in the township participated. In addition, nearby farmers could form a social group to join the competition. In that era without TV and mobile phones, people did not have much entertainment activities, and the school sports meeting was the National Sports Meeting. A national sports meeting is a large-scale event that all villagers look forward to every year and is a grand event. There are three days of sports meetings, and the venue is flooded every day, with three layers inside and three layers outside. Even the immature positioning rehearsals before the formal sports meeting and the relatively loose closing ceremony blind dates will not be spared. Even if it is windy or rainy, it will not stop their enthusiasm.
There are many people who naturally have to consume, and there are countless people. Small vendors are dotted on the outermost layer of the venue. It is really tempting to buy all kinds of snacks and toys that children like. Seeing that we were pitiful, my mother gave us three or two cents with a cruel heart (it was really not much, not a lot back then) and allowed us to spend them all. My younger brother was only two years old that year, so my sister and I naturally couldn't bear to spend the money on our own, so we had to buy things for my younger brother.
Nowadays children like to eat alone because their parents owe their children a sister and brother. In that era, older children would take care of young children and were willing to do so. But the 20 cents are really a bit less. I am a shy person. Seeing my sister leading me around inquire about the price, I was embarrassed to follow me. My sister is full of confidence, and my brother is also very happy. Do you have money in your hands? Is the price a prelude to buying things? Is it true that my sister is proud and reflects the customer as God to the fullest. If we don’t buy it, we won’t like it.
When I was over and went home, my brother actually took an popsicle in his hand and was sucking carefully little by little. My mother was very surprised! My sister said that the show was about to end. Seeing that the aunt selling the goods was only one popsicle left, she sold it to her as soon as she discussed it. My younger brother also said that they also bought five cents of melon seeds and two pieces of bubble gum. There are two neatly folded candy paper in my younger brother's pocket, which is very precious. It seems that the things I bought are really available.
Two cents made my sister find the feeling of a big purchase. Wow, my sister is really a calculating person who sees the opportunity. My mother is so surprised that she can't close her mouth.
The next day, my sister got up very early (sleepy usually). She found the three pounds of melon seeds left over during the Chinese New Year and begged her mother to stir-fry them for her. My mother guessed that she would probably take it to the venue to eat it, because my mother knew that the five cents of melon seeds the day before, and I didn’t want to eat a single pill of melon seeds, so I could eat it. It’s not necessarily true that I would feed the mice after staying for a long time. It would be better to satisfy the children’s cravings. Unexpectedly, the girl found another father's wine glass and carefully brushed it and put it in a cloth pocket with melon seeds (ha! I don't know when she washed the cloth pocket at night, it was not clean at all, which was better than not). She was actually going to sell it. She was just an eight-year-old child. The only thing she had to be brave is that she had a two-year-old follower. Huh! I won't participate in this kind of thing, so embarrassing.I would rather not hold back or greedy than seize the business opportunity like my sister! Before leaving, my sister folded a little paper and stuffed it to the bottom of the cup. She said that the aunt who sold melon seeds had stuffed paper... It seems that while spending all the two cents, my sister also did market research. These two cents are worth spending.
is doing well this day. In addition to buying snacks for my younger brother (Is there a reward for being a follower, and it must be cashed in time), there are a few yuan left, which is a small profit. On the third day, there were no more melon seeds at home, so she asked her mother to fry popcorn for her. Although it was not sold out, it also had sales. People are really strange. Every family has corn, which is so ordinary that it cannot be more ordinary. They don’t fry them at home, but they have to spend money to buy them to feel delicious.
This more than ten yuan is not much gold as the first pot of gold, but it opens my sister's door to doing business. In September, my grapes were ripe and on the market. My mother was busy catching grape thieves at night and selling grapes for a day. My mother counts the money tonight, and my sister must come over and see it. My eyes were rumbling and I didn't know what my little head was thinking.
One day, my mother was squatting in the village. After a while, she suddenly heard two people talking:
"The grapes are pretty good."
"Don't buy her grapes, two yuan and five yuan are too expensive. There is a child in the north who sells them for buns, two yuan per bun, which is enough for two or three pounds."
Why are there any colleagues in my family? It's obvious that I grow grapes in my family. My mother was anxious:
"Where are the grapes selling? My grapes are not expensive..."
"There is a child selling them right across the school..."
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Mother hurried back and saw her sister using a white rice bowl to hold ten strings of Jufeng grapes , which was selling on the roadside. There is really no oil and salt store that doesn’t open. Just the stall of my sister actually has customers. At this time, my sister was busy calling for business, but she didn't notice that her mother was in front of her.
"Oh, aunt, it's so sweet, try it, buy it quickly..."
"Your grapes cost two yuan a bunch, and a bunch of pounds a bunch," asked my mother. As soon as my sister looked up, she saw her mother's angry face, she ran away... She cut all the best bunches that her mother was reluctant to sell. If her mother hadn't come back in time to stop the loss, all the best bunches of grapes would have been compensated!
After my mother's education, my sister's grape business was considered to be ruined, but her business idea became stronger and stronger. Later, when she had time, she took the initiative to go to the market to help her mother see the stall and sell the grapes, and also helped her mother sell the vegetables that she couldn't finish eating in the field. She became the smallest small vendor in our local market.
(To be continued)
small story, welcome to share.
November 27, 2022
