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    Old Feng's family also made a lot of money by receiving tourists this time. Old Mrs. Feng made a careful calculation in private. These tourists came for three days and bought three days of ice soda from their family. This trip  When I got down, I made more than seventy yuan just by selling ice soda.

    Sure enough, we still have to rely on these tourists to make money. If we can make twenty or thirty yuan every day, the machine will pay for itself in a month or two, and the rest of the money will be pure income. It¡¯s really worthy of it.  It's a good way to make money.

    Mrs. Feng counted the money and the more she thought about it, the more beautiful she became. Her family, Mengmeng, was blessed. If Mengmeng had not casually asked for cakes, her eldest son would not have listened, and he would not have the income he has now. All of this is  Mengmeng brought it.  Her peaches are also the most delicious. Mengmeng earned forty or fifty yuan by helping sell peaches. There is no one more capable than this.

    She set up a stall by herself, specializing in selling dried meat, dried seafood, etc. It was especially popular with tourists. She accidentally made three to four hundred yuan, which was the bulk of the money.  Calculating it now, the money earned in these three days is almost the same as her family's income for most of the year. This does not include the more than 2,000 yuan from selling gold.

    Getting rich, getting rich, Mrs. Feng counted the banknotes over and over again. She was so excited that she almost jumped up and spun around in circles. Then she saw Mengmeng's little figure appeared at the door of the room. She quickly locked the money and walked out and said: "Mengmeng  Are you hungry? What do you want to eat? Grandma will make it for you."

    The eldest child held a shovel in his hand and stood in the corridor and shouted: "Mistress, my sister wants to roast sweet potatoes with us."

    Mengmeng also happily nodded her little head and said: "Go and eat sweet potatoes."

    Mrs. Feng only hesitated for a moment before nodding and said, "Okay, bring your sister with you. Don't just worry about eating for yourself, but pay more attention to her, you know?"

    Seeing her grandchildren all nodding obediently, Mrs. Feng patted Mengmeng's head with satisfaction and said, "Wait a minute, I'll go to the kitchen and bring you a chicken. This is a chicken that was just beaten down from the mountain."  Please eat your fill of the pheasants, and I won¡¯t cook your food tonight.¡±

    "Wow, there's still chicken to eat? Grandma, you're so kind." Several little boys screamed with joy, carrying the bare-skinned chicken handed over by Mrs. Feng, they ran to the small river in the village with Mengmeng surrounded.

    They chose a dry place here, and the little boys got to work. Brother Rui took a shovel and dug a hole in the ground. The five and six children ran out to look for clods of soil and found a lot of firewood.  They carefully piled these clods into a cone-shaped kiln tower, leaving a hole in the bottom for burning the fire.

    The eldest child took the second child to dig wild sand ginger by the river. After washing it, they stuffed it directly into the belly of the pheasant. Then they tore off two cattail leaves to wrap the chicken, and wrapped it in a thick layer of river mud.  That's it.

    The three children and four children also had work to do. Next to it was their sweet potato field. They used small shovels to dig up the soil and pulled randomly along the sweet potato vines. Then they brought up bunches of sweet potatoes.  Pick it off and wash it clean. The kiln tower is almost done, and the soil on it is burned red, emitting blazing heat.

    Da Wa took a branch and carefully uncovered the soil clods at the top of the kiln tower, threw the sweet potatoes and kiln chickens in one after another, then flattened the red-hot soil clods and covered them with a layer of sand.  Now just wait for the heat from the soil, roast the sweet potatoes and chicken and you can eat it.

    The little kids have already made this set, and it is one of the few things they have fun with on weekdays. After they finished their work, they sat around and found that Mengmeng and Brother Rui were gone.

    Where have they gone?

    It turned out that Mengmeng took advantage of her brothers to be busy and sneaked out with Huzi. Brother Rui found out and quickly followed her until they reached the beach, where they saw Mengmeng standing in a bubble.  The child was in a daze in front of him.

    Brother Rui walked over and waved his hand in front of her, and asked her curiously: "Sister, what are you looking at?"

    Mengmeng turned around and smiled at him. She stretched out her hand and pointed into the water. Brother Rui saw a very big lobster. His little face lit up and he raised his index finger.  Said on the lips: "Don't make a sound, I will catch you."

    Brother Rui looked left and right on the shore and soon found a branch with branches. He pulled off all the leaves on it, rolled up his trouser legs and went down into the water bubbles, quietly approaching the big tree step by step.  He squinted his eyes to spot the lobster and then stabbed it in hard. This lobster was very stupid and didn't dodge or dodge. Brother Rui immediately stabbed it in the head.

    He excitedly picked up the big lobster and ran to the shore. He was surprised to find that its size was almost as thick as his waist, and it was still waving its claws wildly. He put his hands on his hips and laughed happily: "The little head is nodding rapidly.

    When did Mrs. Feng ever see so much money?  Before he could recover from the shock just now, he held the cardboard box and said blankly: "So ten thousand yuan is so much."

    Old man Feng turned around and looked at her and said, "What's the point? A household with ten thousand yuan is nothing special. I plan to earn another one hundred and eighty thousand yuan. Feng'er, the things in the south are so popular. Yimin still did it last time."  We were too timid, so Lao Shitou and I went directly to the vegetable market in the provincial capital. We gave the manager a pair of jeans and rented a stall nearby. As soon as we put our things on the table, the good guys started shouting around us.  A big group of people came up, all crying and wanting to buy our stuff. I couldn't sell it to them. Guess what? I originally planned to sell an electronic watch for ten yuan each, but I immediately changed my mind and said  Twenty, people are still rushing to get it, and soon it¡¯s all gone. It¡¯s so easy to make money. As expected, being self-employed is the most promising thing.¡±

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