With the first one, there will be a second one, and more customers will buy porridge. After a while, a big pot of porridge will be sold out.
Due to the porridge on the new shelves today, Qin Xin's income this day is nearly 800 yuan more, but this tricycle really can't put other things on it. It's impossible to put other breakfasts on the shelves unless you change the three rounds. , Buy a new tool, so you can consider other new varieties of breakfast.
However, Qin Xin was still hesitating for the time being, after all, these three rounds hadn't been used for a long time, and they were still relatively new.
For several days, Qin Xin had to get up in the middle of the night to cook porridge. Even though Qin Xin was young, she could be so tossed, and she had to get up early. Gradually, Qin Xin felt that her body was overwhelmed.
What is also unhappy is that hot and sour noodles and porridge cannot be sold together in the plane trading system. Qin Xin guessed that the things sold in the system must be a complete object.
In the blink of an eye, it has been a month since T City, Qin Xin returned from selling his things and gave Mei Congqing the utility bill for this month and the rent for the next three months.
The rent is 500 yuan a month, and three months is 1500. This month's utility bill is more than 900 yuan, and Qin Xin directly gave 1,000 yuan, so the total is 2,500 yuan.
Mei Congqing didn't expect Qin Xin to give herself so much money all at once, saying nothing.
Qin Xin said, "When I rented the house, I said that I would pay for the utility bills in the future. Besides, I used most of the water and electricity in this house. One point." This 500 rent is really a friendly price.
What's more, when Qin Xin is too busy to prepare dinner, Mei Congqing will give Qin Xin a portion.
Mei Congqing felt a little uncomfortable, "You kid, otherwise, in the future you will only pay for the utility bills, but the rent for the house will not be paid. Anyway, we have no one to live in the house on the third floor."
"Sister Mei, don't be arrogant with me. I can make a little money by setting up a stall now, so you can take it." Qin Xin said.
Hu Xingguo and Mei Congqing could only discuss that the things that Qin Xin would buy in the future would be better, but the money would still be collected at the forward price, and no cent was earned.
In the month when I came to T City, the system points of the plane transaction changed from 0 to 89, and the account balance was originally more than 41,000. After giving Mei Congqing 2,500, there are still more than 38,000. Qin Xinliu Part of the change was taken, and the rest was deposited on the bank card.
Early the next morning, when Qin Xin arrived at the stall and sold half of the ingredients, he found a familiar figure walking towards the stall in the distance.
After seeing Qin Xin, he looked surprised, and then some disgust flashed in his eyes. He stood for a meeting three meters away from Qin Xin's booth, and saw that there were many people in line at Qin Xin's booth. It was discovered that Qin Xin hadn't taken care of her plan at all. After standing for a while, this person walked over and asked, "Why are you doing this, can't your family support you?" When he said this, the man showed disapproval on his face, as if Qin Xin is doing it now. What kind of rebellious thing is in general.
Qin Xin didn't bother to pay attention to him, prepared the hot and sour noodles in his hand, and handed it to the customer, "Be careful."
The man was a little annoyed when Qin Xin ignored him, "I'm talking to you."
Qin Xin didn't even look at him, and continued to ask the next customer, "What can I do?"
The man shouted, "Qin Xin, do you have ears?"
Qin Xin glanced at the man, then withdrew his gaze, and began to make breakfast.
The man hadn't seen Qin Xin for a long time. He thought that Qin Xin would have an unusually surprised expression when he saw him, but he didn't expect Qin Xin to ignore him. The look at him just now seemed to contain a biting chill, which made him chill from the head. When he got to his feet, the man was dumbfounded for a while, and said, "You, if you do this again, I'm going to tell your parents!" After that, he left angrily.
"Who is he?" someone in the line asked.
Qin Xin said, "It doesn't matter who you are."
He said that, but Qin Xin was thinking about why Shi Hong could find it here. In addition, Shi Hong said that he would tell Qin Xin's parents that he would definitely do so. It seems that for the time being, he can't set up a stall here, maybe his parents will come to T City tomorrow.
Qin Xin wondered, and when the ingredients for today were sold out, he would rest for a few days and change to an electric breakfast car by the way.
However, the idea is always good.
Shi Hong, who was walking far away, came back soon. It was not Qin Jiantong and Wei Shuran who were walking side by side with him.
Qin Xin shook his head, whoever should come will always come.
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