Chapter 152 Distant Worry (for Collection and Recommendation)

In the provincial capital, next to the new long-distance bus station, Feng Zhenchang and Mei Yiliang brought a large group of workers to the small shop they had already bought.

The old man from the canteen next door walked to the door and looked around. He saw Feng Zhenchang and greeted him, "Is this rented? Why, isn't it too small now?"

"It's not small. I also took the second floor down. You will be a neighbor in the future. You are an old man in this area. Please take care of me in the future!" Feng Zhenchang gave him a cigarette.

"Well, what kind of business do you plan to do?"

"I want to open a noodle restaurant."

"Noodle restaurant?" The old man laughed when he heard this, "There are quite a few noodle restaurants here. Besides, how do you use the second floor? Could it be possible to build a ladder in front?"

Feng Zhenchang is also busy now, so he doesn't have time to talk to him. A young man in the decoration team just passed by with a ladder on his shoulders. The small one downstairs was bought by our boss, and from now on, the exit on the second floor will be this store."

"Cough", "cough", "You bought them all?" Hearing this, the old smoker choked on the smoke.

It's really not that people can't be seen by their appearance! His small shop was bought with all the laid-off compensation money of him and his wife, plus all the savings of the whole family, and some foreign debts.

Seeing his surprised look, the young man was a little secretly relieved, but he didn't have time to talk nonsense with him, so he carried the ladder to work. This work was watched by the boss himself, so he didn't dare to neglect it.

In the shop, Feng Zhenchang and Mei Yiliang watched the workers reinforce the roof and the big square frame drawn in the middle, "It's not easy!" Feng Zhenchang said with emotion.

"That's the most difficult thing. Just to break this hole, I went to so many departments for so many days. Hehe, I thought I couldn't get it approved!" Mei Yiliang also said.

In the past few months, although the loan for the building by the river and the price negotiation with the two landlords were tiring and hard, the sum was not as good as the hard work of approving procedures everywhere in order to open such an opening, which made them Both of them are a little afraid of dealing with agencies now.

"The hard work is worth it!" Feng Zhenchang looked at the station tens of meters away, and then looked at the first shop that really belonged to him. He felt a deep sense of satisfaction in his heart. Hen With Golden Eggs.

Moreover, in the future, anyone who comes to the provincial capital from his hometown will be able to see his shop as soon as he leaves the station, which is also a matter of saving face.

"I heard that many of you have gone to other places to buy sugar-fried chestnuts?" Mei Yiliang and him cleaned up the sundries upstairs. After picking up these sundries, they can be sold by a tricycle to the waste collection station. money out.

"Yes, there are quite a few. A lot of people have come to the province to see them, and a few more have been added to the province, and many have gone to these surrounding cities. There are also three or four in our city."

This is another thing that makes Feng Zhenchang proud.

He brought those few stores out, and later recruited so many people to help in the store. Those in the village who wanted to make money all made a special trip to the provincial capital to seek his advice.

As for the sale of sugar-fried chestnuts, those who were already selling and those who wanted to sell, took him to discuss it several times, and probably set a rule, mainly about the division of land.

Everyone came out to ask for money, not to go all the way to the city to fight in the nest, and in the end not only hurt their feelings, but also didn't make any money.

Fortunately, there are few ways to make money now, and selling sugar-fried chestnuts is the safest one. Most of the investment, chestnuts are self-produced. For those who are struggling in their hometowns, although the cities below may only I can earn one or two thousand yuan, which is not as much as the provincial capital, but I am quite satisfied.

In short, he is now the convener of these people from his hometown. Anyone who comes out of the village and wants to do this business must first seek his advice. There are many things, but he is more energetic.

"Brother, you are famous in your area now!" Mei Yiliang said with a smile.

Of course Feng Zhenchang was a little proud, but also a little worried, "Yiping told me that now there are so many hawkers in the streets, the country will definitely not let it go like this, and maybe it will take care of it in a short time. It’s definitely difficult to do business with these itinerant vendors.”

In the year after next, the "urban management", which claims to be the most powerful on earth, will be established, and it will be the nemesis of small vendors.

Feng Yiping vaccinated his father in advance. Now those who come out are talking well in front of Feng Zhenchang. After two years, not only will they not be able to make money, but their stalls will also be confiscated and they will be fined. Will people say bad things about Feng Zhenchang? I am very sure of that!

"It's time to take care of it. You don't pay taxes!" Mei Yiliang joked. Now that he has set up a company, he pays taxes according to regulations.

Alas, Feng Zhenchang has mixed feelings, it's not easy to be the leader!

To be honest, he is quite satisfied with the present. In just two years, he has already established roots in the provincial capital, and his monthly income is tens of thousands! Therefore, he also felt a sense of accomplishment when he watched those impoverished villagers come out one by one and make money under his own initiative.

Two years from now, what if it turns out to be a scandal?

"It's okay, isn't Yiping coming for winter vacation? Discuss with him then, and he will definitely come up with a solution!"

After so many things, Mei Yiliang has a kind of blind confidence in Feng Yiping.

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Sanjiu's oil workshop is now the busiest place in Meijiawan.

Mei Jianzhong brought his two sons and three daughters-in-law with him, and he was very busy every day. This was not enough, so he recruited a few housewives from the difficult families in the village to help.

The dried noodles brought out were mainly supplied to Feng Zhenchang, but now the Meijia dried noodles have gained some fame. They have also registered a trademark and printed a batch of packaging bags of several specifications. Here, some people come to pick up the goods.

Seeing that his family's business is so prosperous, it's not like no one in the village has thought about it, but it's a bit of a joke to pay as many companies as possible.

Although there is demand in the surrounding villages and towns, the quantity is small. They don't have a big buyer like Feng Zhenchang. Moreover, dried noodles are not easy to store for a long time, and they will become moldy after a long time.

"Dad, take a break!" The eldest son Guosheng came over with a large cup of tea, "Yes, Dad, take a rest. We can do the finishing work!" The third daughter-in-law also said.

Mei Jianzhong sat on a chair beside him, wiped his face with the towel on the back of the chair, took a few sips of the tea brought by his son.

The three of them, Rong Rong, Cheng Cheng and Yang Yang, were helping the adults wash the long chopsticks for pulling noodles after returning from school, while the remaining four radish heads were playing around.

Rarity, who was most attached to him, saw him sit down, and trotted all the way over to be hugged by him. Mei Jianzhong pricked his little face with his stubble, which made Rarui laugh.

He also didn't expect that he could live such a comfortable life when he was old, but unfortunately, his wife left a little earlier, it would be great if it could be a few years later!

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