how could he become the richest man in the village just by going to the mountains?

Today, the boss didn't deliberately freeze ice here, but there was a lot of ice on the edge of the freezer, so Yang Fan bought it for two cents.

The boss borrowed a knife and scraped all the ice off the edges.

Yang Fan put the ice on the empty basin brought in advance, and then put the pot on the basin, just right.

With the ice, he pushed the cart to the factory gate.

The flow of people near the entrance of the factory is still quite large, after all, there are many shops here, so Yang Fan has set up a stall here, which has also attracted the attention of many pedestrians.

However, after learning that it was a dime of immortal rice dumplings, most of them were persuaded to retire.

A dime, what to eat is not good, eating a fairy rice dumpling, too luxurious.

This is what most people think, and occasionally there are some people who are not bad for money, and they know that the fairy rice is chilled, and they come to a bowl without bad money.

After eating, it was all compared to the thumbs up.

The simple immortal rice is boiled just right, which is a skill.

After selling a few bowls, Yang Fan saw Yu Weidong and his wife and Aunt Hongyan both pushing carts to sell fairy rice at the factory gate, and under each other's eyes, Yang Fan didn't feel anything, and Yu Weidong and Aunt Hongyan were a little embarrassed.

Yang Fan had just made money selling immortal rice dumplings for a day, and they followed the example of others, and they were still from a village, which was indeed a little embarrassing.

But in this era, money is hard to earn and is hard to eat, if you want not to eat, then work hard to make money.

They didn't steal or rob, they relied on their own craftsmanship to make money, and they were not cold.

After a while, the people of the factory were off work.

The number of stalls at the door has also changed from three to five, and the stall owners who sell rice cakes and sugarcane yesterday also came one after another.

Many workers who were worried about Yang Fan's immortal rice dumplings went straight to Yang Fan's stall, and everyone was very surprised to learn that today's immortal rice dumplings were frozen, after all, the weather was too hot, and it was really not easy to eat something icy.

There are a lot of people lined up here in Yang Fan, and no one at Yu Weidong and Aunt Hongyan looks at what they are selling.

Yu Weidong's daughter-in-law Wang Meili hurriedly pushed Yu Weidong: "Hurry up and shout, otherwise they will all go to Yang Fan to buy it." They

didn't expect that Yang Fan had only been selling for one day, and there were so many old customers.

"Not so good?"

"What's so bad. Wang Meili glanced at Yu Weidong dissatisfied, and frowned slightly: "Don't you call?"

Yu Weidong has always been afraid of his wife, so he had to compromise when he saw this: "Okay, good, I'll call." "

He has never done business before, and he has mustered up a lot of courage to come and set up a stall, and now he wants to sell it on the street, which makes him very uncomfortable.

"Hurry up!"

Seeing that Wang Meili was about to get angry, Yu Weidong could only lower his eyes, as if he couldn't see those people: "Immortal rice dumplings, eight cents a bowl."

His voice was very small, Wang Meili immediately became angry, and was about to speak, but Aunt Hongyan over there had already greeted loudly: "Selling immortal rice dumplings, eight cents a bowl! Selling immortal rice dumplings, eight cents a bowl, come and take a look!" Many

workers who were lining up here in Yang Fan's place, hearing this shout, many people hurriedly ran to Aunt Hongyan's side.

"Eight cents over there, two cents cheaper!"

"Quick, go over there and buy it."

Wang Meili looked at this scene, her eyes were red with envy, and she no longer spurred the waste husband, and took the initiative to shout: "Sell immortal rice dumplings, seven cents a bowl, we sell seven cents a bowl!"

Hearing this voice, those price-paying customers didn't have time to buy it from Aunt Hongyan, so they moved their positions to Yu Weidong.

When Aunt Hongyan heard this, she hurriedly lowered the price to six cents.

Even the people who originally thought that it was not bad for one point or two and were still queuing up here with Yang Fan couldn't help but be moved.

An eldest brother asked Yang Fan: "Boss, they have dropped to six points, don't you reduce the price?"