The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

Wu Yuan has been to the capital’s train station many times.

This was the first time I stood on the platform like this, watching others leave.

So much so that the train had already gone away and the people on the platform had dispersed, but he still hadn't come back to his senses.

It wasn't until the staff on the platform came to chase people away that Wu Yuan turned around and left in a hurry.

Return to Dongcheng District Hutong from the train station.

As soon as we entered the alley, we were stopped by the flower girl at the canteen window.

At first glance, the flower girl is still the same flower girl.

Swaying by the window and eating melon seeds, he looks like a searchlight in the alley and an intelligence station on the street.

But Wu Yuan always felt that something had changed about this girl.

But I can’t tell for a while.

As soon as she saw Wu Yuan push the door open and get out of the car, Hua Niang became really excited, as if her whole body was filled with light waves.

"It's really you, Boss Wu! When Aunt Jin told me, I couldn't believe it."

Wu Yuan leaned on the window sill with one elbow, reached out for Bao Huazi first, and then said: "What can't you believe? I come back and forth openly, and I'm not doing any underground work."

Hua Niang casually took the Huazi from the bag and handed it to Wu Yuan, then pushed back the banknotes he pushed over and said, "Have you eaten? If not, I'll feed it to you later?"

Wu Yuan let the banknotes lie on the window sill, opened the banknotes, and first surrounded a group of drunken old and young men at the window who were not interested in playing cards, and then took one in his mouth.

Just as he was about to take out the lighter on his body, Hua Niang had already transformed into a match and handed it over.

Such thoughtfulness.

Wu Yuan was not polite to her. After lighting the fire, he said: "I just came back from work and I haven't eaten yet."

The flower girl immediately put out the match and said, "Let's go then."

The old and young men outside the window sill began to shout: "Hua Niang, we haven't even lit our cigarettes yet!"

The flower girl threw the matchbox over and said, "Light it yourself."

At this time, a nonsensical voice came from the door of the canteen and said: "Madam boss, we are hungry. Do you have anything to eat?"

As soon as Wu Yuan heard this tone, he reacted and said, "Hey, are there already people living in your courtyard?"

The flower girl couldn't help but said a little arrogantly: "How new! If I don't move people into my decorated house quickly, how can I earn money to support my son?"

"But having said that, I have to thank you, boss! The foreigners are particularly satisfied with the decoration. They say they live comfortably and can experience the customs and customs of Greater China."

As soon as he finished talking, the foreigner urged him again.

Hua Niang immediately took out a fifty-cent card from the money box and shouted to the yard: "Son, son!"

Not long after, the boy from the Wei family appeared behind the foreigner.

I heard Hua Niang say: "I'll give you fifty cents, and you can take these hungry foreigners out to find something to eat."

The boy from the Wei family came over and took the fifty cents without saying a word, the smile on his lips could not be stopped.

As a result, my mother was caught off guard and said, "I didn't see anyone, why didn't you know to call someone?"

The boy from the Wei family then said angrily, "Uncle Wu."

Wu Yuan responded, then turned to criticize Hua Niang and said: "It's a trivial matter, as for beating the child?"

Seeing the boy from the Wei family leading the hungry foreigner away, Hua Niang vowed: "Our country is a country of etiquette. Children may not be successful, but they must not be ungrateful."

After saying that, he locked the cash box, twisted his waist and said, "Let's go, I'll feed you below."

Although everyone came out voluntarily.

But Wu Yuan still couldn't help but said: "There is no need to work hard to make the next noodles."

"Besides, wouldn't it be better if you stay at home and cook some food for those foreigners to earn more dollars?"

The flower girl said proudly: "How can we be alone in doing business? Besides, just by doing this, we can earn a lot of US dollars, do you believe it or not?"

Wu Yuan's heart moved, "You mean..."

Before the words left her mouth, Hua Niang interrupted her and said, "Otherwise, why would I let my son take them there?"

Wu Yuan laughed out loud. The worldly nature of people inside and outside this place was really made clear to Hua Niang.

This also allowed Wu Yuan to see her ability in preparing supermarkets, sorting out supply sources, and handling logistics.

While the two were talking, they walked to the door of the courtyard.

Ming Chao had already entered the house first and was boiling water and cooking noodles in the kitchen of the back room.

Seeing that Ming Chao was about to put the noodles into the pot, Hua Niang took the lead and stopped him.

Then he turned around and said, "Boss, what's the point of these noodles? I'll make you fried noodles, which will be stronger."

You stopped them all.

What else could Wu Yuan say, he could only say: "Then it's all your fault."

Then turned around and left.

Ming Chao was robbed of his job, so he followed Wu Yuan and said, "Boss, Hua Niang has started calling you boss?"

Wu Yuan did hear the difference in this word.

But as a dignified man, I am not worthy of using this word to make an issue.

Looking back at the flower girl in the kitchen, she was making noodles and was so busy that she felt energetic all over.

More than half an hour later.

Two large bowls of oily noodles were brought to the dining table in the main room.

It is indeed sizzling with oil and fragrance, which makes people more appetizing than dried noodles.

After Ming Chao took one of the bowls, he returned to the courtyard and went to Yue Tulu.

Wu Yuan was left sitting at the table, being stared at by the flower girl who sat down and even forgot to take off her apron.

He picked up a chopstick, blew some hot air, and sucked it into his mouth.

Wu Yuan nodded while eating: "It's really good."

It is indeed different in taste and method from the hand-made noodles in my hometown.

After receiving the approval, Hua Niang simply took off her apron and said, "Why don't I tell you about my visit to the Supply and Marketing Corporation these days."

Wu Yuan said politely: "You say it, I'm listening."

The result is really incredible.

Wu Yuan obviously only looked at a bowl of noodles in front of him, but he had the illusion of a Man-Han banquet.

I have to admit, this is also an ability.

Thinking about it from another angle, there is really no more suitable candidate for the idea of ​​​​a supermarket besides Hua Niang.

But leaving it all to the flower girl is not realistic.

It is necessary to find another way and recruit someone to take over some superficial work.

It is both cooperation and division of labor.

So after listening to Hua Niang's story, Wu Yuan affirmed it and encouraged her to keep pushing forward.

At the same time, further guidance was given.

"The supply of goods in supermarkets is actually more extensive than that of supply and marketing cooperatives."

"Customers living in high-end apartments in places like the Asian Games Village hope to solve a series of problems related to fuel, rice, oil, salt, food and clothing at home through one-stop shopping in supermarkets."

"So in terms of supply, you still need to think more broadly and take bigger steps..."

Hua Niang said in shock: "Doesn't that mean we have to move the vegetable market in?"

Wu Yuan nodded as he should, "Of course!"