Chapter 601 Businessman
I happened to have some food with me, and I had almost eaten it.
Fu Jingyou simply sat at a roadside noodle stall, planning to solve the problem of fullness first.
But one thing to say is that the prices at this roadside stall are indeed much more affordable than those at state-owned restaurants.
Fu Jingyou is tall and has a big appetite. After finishing one bowl of noodles, he asked for another bowl.
The noodle stall is run by a middle-aged couple.
He is also very good at doing business. If you eat two bowls of noodles, you will get half a braised egg for free.
The clear soup noodles of leaf vegetables look unusually light.
It can be garnished with a deep-colored braised egg that is split into two by a kitchen knife on one side of the bowl, and the feeling will change immediately.
After staring for two seconds, Fu Jingyou picked up the egg and took a bite. He closed his eyes slightly and shook his head unsatisfactorily.
His wife's cooking was delicious.
The noodle stall is affordable and there are many people sitting down to eat.
In just this moment, Xiao Cuntou, who had only sold a few pairs of socks after shouting a lot, sat down next to Fu Jingyou.
Xiao Cuntou waved for a bowl of plain noodles.
The noodle stall proprietress quickly brought the noodle soup bowl and joked with a smile:
"Ma Tou, all the money you made from selling socks was used to support me and eat my noodles. Are you going to be the same as before this time? Pack two braised eggs and take them away?"
"No idea (mǎogǎi), work part-time Hey, the reason for working is to eat.”
The little boy known as “Ma Tou” waved his hand, and they looked like they were acquaintances.
"I still need two eggs. My grandma likes to eat yours."
"Okay."
Fu Jingyou couldn't understand Cantonese, so he didn't strike up a conversation and continued to eat his own food.
But Ma Tou noticed how he closed his eyes and shook his head just now. He took out a pair of chopsticks and stirred the noodles, while stretching his neck to look at him:
"Hey~! Mr. Gao, Lei Tou goes first. "Why did you shake your head just now?"
Fu Jingyou glanced at him and was about to make a physical gesture to show that he didn't understand his dialect.
But recalling just now, when this man was shouting about selling socks, he clearly shouted in Mandarin, so he turned to speak bluntly:
"I don't understand your dialect."
Ma Tou was surprised, leaning back and scanning Fu Jingyou up and down:
"Aren't you a Jinshan guy?!"
Jinshanguo refers to some Chinese living in America and Australia, or men who came back to settle there.
In the past two years, many Chinese have returned from overseas, and most of them have much better economic conditions than the Chinese.
Fu Jingyou has a ruddy complexion and a tall and strong build. The fact that he is called "Gao Lao" due to his pockmarked head is inseparable from his size and build.
With all the characteristics of Fu Jingyou, he looks like a person who eats well, drinks well, and lives a good life.
Ma Tou thought he was a returnee from overseas, so he got close to him enthusiastically.
Fu Jingyou didn't understand the meaning of "Jin Shan Guy", so he didn't answer. He glanced at him, lowered his head and continued eating noodles.
Ma Tou roughly understood that he had misunderstood something.
But it doesn't matter.
It doesn’t matter if you’re not an overseas returnee or a Jinshan guy.
This man looks like a rich man.
Ma Tou lowered his head and asked Fu Jingyou in his spare time. He reached out to pat Fu Jingyou and actively promoted:
"Boss, I sell a lot of gadgets here~the quality of the socks is also very good..."
Fu Jingyou couldn't get used to the title "boss" and was afraid of causing trouble, so he interrupted him and said:
"Call me comrade."
Ma Tou was stunned for two seconds, scratched his head and nodded. :
"Okay, okay, comrade!"
"Comrade, do you want to look at the socks again?"
Ma Tou is a eloquent speaker, and he always says one thing after another. He pats his chest and guarantees it seriously:
“Chinese people don’t lie to Chinese people. I promise, what I tell you is the truth. You can take a look first. If you don’t like it, don’t buy it.” It’s okay.”
Fu Jingyou turned to look at Ma Tou:
“Look.”
Ma Tou immediately picked up the snakeskin bag at his feet, regardless of eating. Side of the bench. White, black, colorful striped, floral.
He took several stacks of various long and short socks and placed them in the corner of the table for Fu Jingyou to look at.
Fu Jingyou wanted to see if the socks were fake, and he wanted to find some opportunity to hook up with the kid in front of him.
But the quality of the socks is really good.
Most of them are made of pure cotton, which are softer than nylon socks, breathable and prevent your feet from sweating.
Looking at it, Fu Jingyou carefully selected a few pairs and asked:
“What’s the price?”
“Pure cotton ones cost 2 cents for a pair, six pairs for one dollar, and nylon ones cost three cents each. One pair costs a cent, four pairs cost one dollar.”
“Nylon socks are more expensive than pure cotton ones?”
“Yes, don’t you understand? Haha~”
Ma Tou laughed twice and said:
"Materials from America are of course more expensive when brought over the ocean."
Fu Jingyou nodded knowingly.
He knows that there are many kinds of fabrics, but he has never done any in-depth research on the corresponding production areas.
Fu Jingyou was slightly surprised that the nylon socks were produced abroad.
Ma Tou knew what he was thinking.
In terms of comfort, cotton socks are definitely more comfortable.
But there are many ghost guys and returnees in Guangshen Fan. With those people leading the team, many young people are now beginning to pay attention to what "fashion" is.
People only care about good looks, and those who are comfortable are ranked at the back.
Seeing that Fu Jingyou only picked white cotton socks, Ma Tou said:
"Don't just use pure cotton ones, also look at nylon socks. They are easy to wash and dry and look good. Young people in the city like this style."
Fu Jingyou shook his head.
No matter how flashy and beautiful they are, they can’t match the beauty of cotton socks.
And he always remembered that his wife wore white socks.
The fabrics of the few pairs of white socks at home are a little stiff and damaged, but they are still clean and white after being washed.
It's not like other people's shoes that still have big black marks after they've been worn, even after they've been washed.
These are small details. I usually don’t bother to buy new ones. But this time I encountered them, I just bought them all.
Fu Jingyou picked out long and short white socks for three yuan.
Ma Tou collected the money and watched him put the socks into his crossbody bag. He scratched his head and said:
“If you like cotton socks, there are black ones here, don’t choose all white ones. Didi..."
White doesn't get dirty.
Wearing it several times will always leave black and gray marks, and it doesn’t look good if it is exposed.
"The white one is good."
Fu Jingyou smiled lightly and did not explain anything.
With currency transactions, the relationship is much closer.
Fu Jingyou put away his things, raised his chin towards the snakeskin bag on his leg, and asked bluntly:
"I see you have a lot of things, where did you get them all?"
"What do you do with this?"
Ma Tou is also new to the job of setting up a stall.
Nowadays, there are many places that can wholesale wholesale secretly, but for small businesses, the taboo is to have others come to inquire about the supply point.
Ma Tou immediately became alert, pulled the snakeskin bag into his arms, and said:
"What, is it possible that you are also a businessman?"
You can't hand over family wealth casually. But if you want to ask people to do things, you must have honesty and sincerity.
Ma Tou kept saying "xx guy". After a few times, Fu Jingyou could roughly understand what he meant by "business guy".
explained selectively:
"I'm not really a businessman, I'm just looking for a way to support my family. Your accent is local, right? You know this place better than me."