Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

　　 The current second pig is a youth version who has just graduated from high school and just started playing in the market. He has not yet made a name for himself.

　　 "Even if you are the second child, you have to pay for popsicles."

　　 "Are you asking for money."

　　 What kind of hero is this? I'm paralyzed by bullying a kid who sells popsicles for two cents. From such a high starting point, what kind of fame can I expect to be mixed up?

　　 "Big Brother! What are you going to do without even a dime? I think you still have a better chance of going home and farming."

　　 Wanfeng said this without any sarcasm. You, a person who was going to confuse the world, actually bullied a kid selling popsicles. You don’t look like a promising one.

　　 The realm is too low.

　　 "What did you say? I'll kick you one more sentence, get out!"

　　 Wanfeng wanted to use the wooden box with the popsicles in his hand to knock on the forehead of the second child, but he still didn't do anything when he thought about it.

　　 If a hero doesn't suffer from the immediate loss, he will become a fool if he really does it.

　　Think about it and forget it, isn't it just six popsicles for a dime?

　　呸! Unlucky for me, these six popsicles should be fed to the dog.

　　 The remaining 27 popsicles Wanfeng sold the capital and left seven of them. I remember that Xu Bin's 100-meter class should be over, so I have to go back and have a look.

　　 Wanfeng returned to the Jiangwei school holding the wooden box, and saw the people of Jiangwei school cheering.

　　 "Xu Bin is number one in the 100m Class." Just after Jiang Jun finished his introduction, he saw Xu Bin coming back with a workbook and a pencil prize.

　　 When passing by Huaguang School, he deliberately showed the prize in his hand like a red flag.

　　 "Cut! What's so great about getting a first place." Someone from Huaguang School said unconvincedly.

　　The person who won the first place is rewarded, so Xu Bin got the cooling material: a popsicle.

　　 The director of teaching and Li Yi naturally have good cooling products, and there are still four popsicles left in Wanfeng.

　　 "Who will play next?"

　　 "It's me!" Jiang Jun stood up feeling good.

"anything else?"

　　 "I will be there in a while." Xu Ying also signed up.

　　 Wanfeng handed out a popsicle by himself.

　　 "Listen! If you can't get the first place, you have to spit out the popsicles when you come back."

　　 There was a burst of laughter.

　　 The remaining two popsicles Wanfeng were handed over to Li Yi, whoever appeared on the stage would give it to him, and if they were melted, they would be destroyed.

　　Jiang Jun is really talented in the long jump event. His skinny wolf shed tears at the sight of his small physique and even jumped out of a score of 5.15 meters.

　　 In front of the other students' grades are around 4.67 meters, he is a bit out of the ordinary.

　　Jiangwei School now has two firsts, and the Jiangwei School with 12 points unknowingly ranks seventh among eleven elementary schools.

　　 The next gold spot for Jiangwei School is Xu Ying. In Wanfeng's consciousness, Xu Ying won the first place in the elementary school without any problems.

　　 An elementary school girl who can throw a javelin out of 21 meters, if she can't win the first place, she will go out of her way.

　　 In the last two days of training, he ran to Xu Ying's training ground seriously and made gestures with her several times. What was frustrating was that he never won a match.

　　 Xu Ying gave him a nickname: Boys without birds.

　　 Wanfeng was so angry that he almost took out the bird for her to see.

　　 Wanfeng added to her head the name of the female boss who sells human meat buns in Shizupo in Shuihuli: Mother Big Worm.

　　 For this name, Xu Ying chased him three times in the playground of Jiangwei School.

　　 Wanfeng pulled Xu Bin, Jiang Jun, who had finished the game in the morning, and Tan Chun, who had no event in the morning, and left the school after asking for leave with the dean.

　　The excuse for asking for leave is that they go to earn lunch money.

　　 Xue Yongjiu's head was glued, Wan Feng vowed to let them go out if he wanted to eat well at noon. He didn't understand what Wanfeng relied on to make money.

　　 Is it just those little popsicles?

　　 At noon in the sports meeting, no one is in charge of meals. There are only three ways for students to take their own meals, buy meals at the commune, or go home to eat.

　　Jiangwei School chose the third way, going home for dinner.

　　 The tractor that drove the dirt, the squat **** in the car, and the suffering in the hot weather, there was no rest time to go back and forth, which was not conducive to good results.

　　 Therefore, Wanfeng wanted to earn a lunch, and it would be considered that poor students at the school who don’t know what their flesh looks like would have a tooth sacrifice.

　　 Of course, I also included myself. It seems that I have eaten corn cakes in the past few months, and my stomach has become boiled water without any oily water.

　　 was skeptical about Wanfeng’s ideas and teaching director Xue Yongjiu, but after telling Wanfeng not to do anything, he agreed.

　　 Wanfeng took four people to the 130 truck in the Blue Mountain Popsicle Factory.

　　 "Auntie Hua, how many popsicles did you pull in this car."

　　 Now Wanfeng already knows the aunt's surname Hua, a very rare name.

　　 "More than three thousand sticks."

　　 "How much is there now?"

　　 Hua Wanrong glanced at the ledger in his hand and replied: "Probably less than two thousand."

　　 "Can I pack it?"

　　 Hua Wanrong didn’t seem to understand Wanfeng’s words: "Did you pack it?"

　　 "Yes! That is, your popsicles will only be reserved for us~www.ltnovel.com~ and will not be sold to others."

　　 Hua Wanrong rolled his eyes: "Can you sell it out?"

　　 "Don't worry, it will be sold out at around eleven o'clock, at noon you..." Wan Feng ordered the number of people in the car, including the driver, a total of four people.

　　 "How about I supervise the meals of the four of you at noon?"

　　 Hua Wanrong curled his lips: "What can you ask us to eat?"

　　 "How about a restaurant?"

　　 "Can you please start a restaurant?"

　　 Wanfeng chuckled, "Believe that I'm right, that's the deal, brothers copy guys."

This time Wanfeng didn’t take 30 sticks anymore. He directly packed fifty sticks in a wooden box. Tan Chun didn’t lose his height and naturally used fifty sticks in a wooden box. As for Xu Bin and Jiang Jun, they could only take 50 sticks. Forty sticks, Wan Feng worried that they could not get it.

　　 "Brother Ma! Don't be idle, you also go in and help us sell."

　　 "What good do I have to help you sell?" Ma Huan quit.

　　 "If you want to eat a big meal at noon, I will end up selling it for us. If you don't go to noon, I will give you a bun. This beautiful sister does not need to go. You can fill us with popsicles when we come back."

　　 There was also a girl in the car. Although she was medium-looking, Wan Feng also buckled the beauty's hat on her head.

　　 Wanfeng said that the beautiful sister turned the girl's single eyelid into double eyelids with joy. Her small eyes shot out like a flashlight, and even the pimples on her face turned red.

　　 Ma Huan had to hold a box with fifty popsicles.

　　 "Let’s say it’s OK. There is no discount for two cents apiece. When you come back, you will not be allowed to lose one cent. If you are corrupt, you will spank someone. This is directly related to whether we eat meat or drink soup at noon."

　　 Five people each walked into the school square with a box filled with popsicles.