After Transmigrating into a Cannon Fodder Character in the 1980s, I Trash Them All

If Su Lian came here to sell buns, it would be convenient for the students, and they would also be able to make a fortune, killing two birds with one stone.

In fact, just as Su Hanyan had expected, for a few days, Su Lian was surrounded by students going out of school as soon as she set up the stall, and the steamed buns were sold out in an instant.

After a week, she even saved seventy or eighty dollars in her hand.

Su Lian was overjoyed, but she did not forget Su Hanyan, if it weren't for her, she would not have made any money. So, she kept buns for her every time she closed the stall.

She knew that Su Hanyan lacked everything, but according to her current ability, that was all she could do.

Su Hanyan was quite happy when she received the buns. These buns are not worth much, but this proves that this girl Su Lian still misses her, and this feeling is the most important.

At least, she didn't help a white-eyed wolf.

This cousin is closer to her than her eldest brother and sister. In this world, it is a joy to have a relative who is close to you.

One evening in the second week when Su Lian was selling steamed buns at the cram school, the sunset filled the sky. While she was busy looking for money, a black car creaked and stopped in front of his booth.

The door opened, and a man in his forties appeared.

"Bring me a drawer of buns." The man took out a five-yuan ticket from his pocket and handed it over.

Su Lian put twelve small buns in a paper bag and handed them to him: "One piece for two. I'll ask you for three yuan and eight!"

The man waved his hand: "I don't want the money."

"That won't work." Since she couldn't find it, she simply gave him an extra 20 cents and found him four dollars. "You take this money, and if it's delicious, you can visit it more."

The man was stunned for a while, his eyes wandered twice on Su Lian's face, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Okay. Little girl, are you not too old? Are you sixteen?"

"I'm eighteen, all grown up." Su Lian replied.

As soon as she looked up, she saw that the man's eyes had been staring at her, and she inevitably blushed a little. She turned around to do other things, and didn't want to talk to this man again.

Because his eyes are too bright, his eyes also make people flustered.

Seeing his eyes dodging, the man smiled and directly picked up a bun and filled it in his mouth. The bun tasted really good. He had tasted all kinds of delicacies in the past few years. He became interested.

He was not in a hurry to leave, so he just sat back in the car, eating steamed buns and staring at the gate of the cram school. In just a few minutes, there were many students who were like a tidal wave. poured in here.

It seems that what Yan Yi said is true at all, Su Hanyan's cram school is really full of people. In contrast, not many people from his school signed up.

Arguably it shouldn't.

His school environment is better than here, and the advertisements are all published in newspapers. There must be not a few people who know about it, but not many people sign up.

He was puzzled.

Su Lian had just finished a wave of work, and there were no students coming. She sat on the stool next to her, unscrewed her cup and took a rest.

The man got out of the car again, crouched directly beside her, and asked her about the matter: "How long have you been selling buns here? How many students are there in this school? Where do they come from?"

"Why are you asking these?" Su Lian rolled her eyes, looking at him with watery eyes like black grapes.