Eighty Cannon Fodder Turns Over 199-

Chapter 292

"Xiao Min, you don't have to wait until school starts. If someone in the village sees that the hairpin on your head looks good, you can sell it first!" Lin Susu was praised by the little sister and quickly came up with an idea.

The trick to doing business: Just try not to overwhelm you.

Wu Xiaomin's capital is low, and the shorter the time that the goods are kept in his hands, the faster he can make money. Besides, there is a "popular period" for accessories and the like. It’s easy to sell when it’s popular. After a few months, this kind of hairpin is "out of date". How can Wu Xiaomin make money?

"Yes, yes! Why didn't I expect it? Susu, you are really capable." Wu Xiaomin couldn't help being overjoyed after listening to Lin Susu's explanation.

Wu Xiaomin's idea is very simple. She just thinks the hairpin is good-looking and cheap. After taking it home, she should be able to make a little money.

This is the first time Wu Xiaomin has heard of a set of "theoretical knowledge" like Lin Susu.

Backlog? Outdated? you do not say! If you buy hairpins yourself, you must buy them with popular styles! It's out of date, I don't love it for free.

Following Lin Susu's line of thinking, Wu Xiaomin's thoughts couldn't help but spread.

There are also many girls in Dahuang Village. I believe many people like the "fashionable goods" in Dapeng County.

"Xiao Min, you didn't tell your second aunt about your wholesale price, right?" Lin Susu asked.

Zhou Yueji, who smelled of making money, would definitely rush to do it. Lin Susu didn't want Wu Xiaomin to spend so much thought, but Zhou Rose took advantage of it.

"I didn't tell her that my second aunt was too cheap, and she knew that I had a hairpin. She would definitely steal my business." Wu Xiaomin curled his lips and said.

Zhou Yueji is such a person. In addition to interests, family affection, etc., he has to go back.

"Yes, don't tell her that your second aunt is not a good person." In front of Wu Xiaomin, Lin Susu did not hide his perception of Zhou Rose.

"Susu, it seems that our heroes have seen the same thing!" Wu Xiaomin patted Lin Susu's arm and laughed.

The two little sisters were chatting gossiping one after another. At this moment, from the kitchen side, a scent of fragrance followed the wind and spread to the backyard.

"Su Su, what is your family doing delicious today?" Wu Xiaomin shrugged his nose, and exclaimed in surprise and joy: "Osmanthus cake! It's osmanthus cake!"

The sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus in Lin Susu’s home is Wu Xiaomin’s favorite dessert, not one of them.

Unfortunately, the sweet-scented osmanthus cake is too cumbersome to make.

When Su Xiaoqiao was alive, he would only do this once or twice every year when Lin Ansheng went home to visit relatives.

Wu Xiaomin cried very sad when Su Xiaoqiao passed away. One of the reasons why I can’t tell is that I’m afraid I won’t be able to eat the delicious sweet-scented osmanthus cake made by Su Xiaoqiao.

"Xiaomin, do you have a dog nose? You smelled the scent of my sweet-scented osmanthus cake in Dapeng County before returning to the village, right?" Lin Susu couldn't help but joke when seeing Wu Xiaomin's greedy face. But one sentence.

"I don't know if I have a dog nose, but my legs are definitely longer than yours anyway." Wu Xiaomin raised his head and gave Lin Susu a sideways look.

In the dialect of Liuhe Town, "foot length" means that no matter what good thing is, it will catch up.

"Hehehe..." Lin Susu looked at Wu Xiaomin and smiled.

"Susu, I want to eat one piece today...no, two pieces of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, can't you?" Wu Xiaomin squinted his eyes, with an intoxicated smile on his face, smelling the scent floating in the kitchen.

"My grandmother and I made a cage of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, Xiao Min, you only want to eat a few pieces." Lin Susu waved and said generously.

Wu Fengjiao's snack bar is about to open. These days, Lin Susu and Wu Fengjiao will eat at home as long as they are free. Today, Lin Susu taught Wu Fengjiao to make sweet-scented osmanthus cakes for the first time, but Wu Xiaomin caught up.

"Really? That's great, great. Susu, you are really my good sister." Wu Xiaomin's eyes almost lighted up.

Eat as many sweet-scented osmanthus cakes as you want. This is a dream Wu Xiaomin has never been able to realize!

"Forget it, I can eat at most...three yuan!" Wu Xiaomin reluctantly set an upper limit for himself.

Osmanthus cake is very cumbersome to make, and Wu Xiaomin is not a senseless person.

"Sister Xiaomin, what are you polite to me? Do a lot and be full." Seeing Wu Xiaomin frowning, Lin Susu couldn't help laughing.

"Hehehe... I know Susu you are the best, then I'm not welcome!" Wu Xiaomin couldn't help laughing when he saw that Lin Susu was not polite with him.

When Lin Susu and Wu Xiaomin came to the kitchen hand in hand, Wu Fengjiao was planning to go to the backyard and call them.

Lin Susu’s dinner tonight is sweet-scented osmanthus cake with a plate of stir-fried cabbage.

"Xiaomin, it's time to eat." Wu Fengjiao stuffed a pair of chopsticks to Wu Xiaomin, and said with a smile.

"Mr. Wu, no need, I have two pieces of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, and I have to go home to eat!" Wu Xiaomin still remembered the excuse he had said not long ago to spread the Chinese rose.

"I asked the rose to give your mother a talk, and I will have dinner here, it's okay." Wu Fengjiao said.

"Okay, then! Thank you, Granny Wu. I have been greedy for the sweet-scented osmanthus cake for a long time." Wu Xiaomin was not polite, holding his chopsticks, and went straight to the table.

After biting the first osmanthus cake into his mouth, Wu Xiaomin squinted his eyes happily.

That's right, this is the taste, sweet, soft and waxy, exactly the same as Aunt Xiao Qiao made before.

"How is it? Is the taste and Xiao... well done?" Wu Fengjiao looked at Wu Xiaomin expectantly.

Wu Fengjiao wanted to ask, "Is the taste similar to what Xiao Qiao did?" When the words came to her lips, she changed her rhetoric because she was afraid of causing Lin Susu's sadness.

With the opening days approaching, Wu Fengjiao is a little anxious these days. She is afraid that when she does business for the first time, the shop will lose money if there are too few varieties of snacks.

In order to appease Wu Fengjiao's anxiety, Lin Susu specially taught Wu Fengjiao to make this sweet-scented osmanthus cake today.

To be honest, Wu Fengjiao was quite surprised that Lin Susu would make this sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

Lin Susu is only ten years old after all! Wu Fengjiao was afraid that the sweet-scented osmanthus cake made by Lin Susu would be different from that made by Xiao Qiao.

"It's delicious, it's exactly the same as the sweet-scented osmanthus cake Xiao Qiao used to make." Wu Xiaomin nodded as he ate, and only had time to talk after swallowing the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in his mouth.

Lin Susu didn't speak, sitting in his seat, holding a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake in his hand, slowly nibbling.

Seeing Wu Xiaomin's sweet food, Lin Susu's heart seemed extraordinarily calm.

After rebirth, Lin Susu made osmanthus cake for the first time and also ate osmanthus cake for the first time.

The elegant fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus bloomed in Lin Susu's mouth.

Lin Susu's heart was a bit sour, and tears could not help but welled up in his eyes.