Transmigrating into a Book in the 1980s: I Conduct Scientific Research on an Island

"Are you sure you read it right?"

Chen Guoqing looked at Song Wenjun who was muttering to Xu Da not far away.

"Xiao Zhang, go over and have a look. I don't know what kind of medicine this Yu Fuhe is selling in the gourd. It's okay to do good things. But if he hurts us, we have to be prepared."

After Xiao Zhang left, Chen Guoqing looked at the messy booth, sighed, and began to clean the pot and start cooking rice again.

Before setting off, Song Wenjun said that he didn’t need to bring too many electrical appliances. It was also his first time to attend the expo, and he didn’t feel confident, so he just listened to Song Wenjun’s words.

But looking at other booths, people came a few days in advance and arrived early. Behind them were all their products, and they had as many as they wanted. Only they packed lightly and were caught off guard.

I still suffered from my lack of experience.

"Sister, is this called Little Bee?"

Xu Da looked in disbelief. How did he know it was a "little bee"?

"Mini-phone, micro-amplifier, let me renovate it tonight."

"What's rice?"

Xu Da was not good at studying. He entered the society before finishing junior high school. Even if he had read a book, he might not be able to understand a lot of professional terms coming out of Song Wenjun's mouth.

"Brother Xu, I will explain to you when I have time. Now I will sell rice cookers."

Seeing her hanging the "little bee" around her neck, Xu Da asked in surprise.

"Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you be victorious in every battle. I'll go to the booth where the kid smashed me."

There were four people in total, half of them less now. Xu Da and Chen Guoqing looked at me, and I looked at you, with big eyes and small eyes.

"Hey, hey!"

Xu Da was ecstatic when he found his voice floating in the air.

"Director Chen, come and try this little bee, it's so fun. Wenjun said she would put this into production when she gets back."

"Oh, okay." Chen Guoqing said absently.

Where are all those people who were clamoring to buy Double Happiness rice cookers just now?Is the thing that the kid smashed good?The products produced by their factory are not bad, and they are more than 50 yuan cheaper than theirs. Do these people like foreign products so much?

Seeing that he was not in a good mood, Xu Da hung the "little bee" around his neck.

"Director Chen, Wen Jun said that when the boat reaches the bridge, it will naturally straighten. Don't be downcast, be happy."

"Hey, can you see me smiling like this?" Chen Guoqing showed an expression that was uglier than crying.

"Excuse me, is the rice made in this pot really delicious?"

A fashionably dressed rich lady, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and carrying a bag, stood in front of their booth.

"It's delicious, it's really delicious. I'm simmering rice. It will trip in three to five minutes. If you don't believe me, try it."

"Double Happiness? Who named it?" Mrs. Fu continued to ask without answering.

"We, the factory workers, thought about it together."

Worried that she would dislike the name, Chen Guoqing replied uneasily.

"My husband's name is Li Shuangxi. I thought few people in the country like the name Shuangxi."

"Oh, double happiness, so festive. This is a good name." Xu Da smiled flatteringly, as if his mouth was covered with honey.

"Okay, I won't try the rice anymore. Please reserve ten tables for me. Do you have a ten-dollar coupon for each table?"

what?
"What are you doing? What are you doing? Are ten units too few? But I can only buy ten units. I can't digest more." Mrs. Fu said in embarrassment.

"Big, big girl, can I ask, why don't you go to the kid's booth to have a look? They all went there to buy."

"What do you mean?" Mrs. Fu frowned and looked at Chen Guoqing dissatisfied.

"Don't you want to do door-to-door business?"

"That's not what I meant. Your clothes..."

"Are you afraid that I am a spy sent from over there?"