Starting from a short stick, becoming the master of the universe

Chapter 30 Double

With less than ten days left to the end of the month, it was already a difficult task to collect the 3,000 yuan for the Wild Wolf Gang.

You have to pay another two thousand yuan to purchase a membership at the Flying Eagle Boxing Gym.

How easy is it?

If it were to be next month, based on the current revenue from selling roasted sweet potatoes, it would not be difficult.

The key question is, will those people give him so much time?
What if I meet those people a few days later?

Jiang Cheng frowned.

To take a step back, even if they gave him so much time, the money he would pay to the Wild Wolf Gang and the Flying Eagle Boxing Gym every month would add up to 5,000 yuan. It would be better for him to directly purchase the latter's premium membership, at least so that he would have the opportunity to come into contact with secret martial arts.

"Money, money, we must get more money!"

There was a hint of determination in Jiang Cheng's eyes.

I was originally thinking of opening an extra stove to sell roasted sweet potatoes in a few days, but now it seems that I have to do it in advance.

After the pot of roasted sweet potatoes was sold out, the people who had been gathering around gradually dispersed. As they left, they were still discussing in low voices what Bai Wei had said.

By becoming a member of the boxing gym, not only do you not have to worry about being bullied by the Wild Wolf Gang, but you can also learn skills, which is like killing two birds with one stone. However, the price is too expensive. How many people can afford it?

Time passed. Jiang Cheng was sitting in the car eating and saw Lu Zicheng pushing a cart towards him from afar.

But the strange thing is that the other party lowered his head, looking ashamed.

"coming?"

Jiang Cheng took the initiative to greet.

"coming."

Lu Zicheng lowered his head, parked the car, and silently took out various items from the car.

"What's wrong? Are you in a bad mood?"

Jiangcheng feels very strange.

In my impression, he is a very outgoing guy.

Why did he become so silent today? Could it be that my performance over the past two days had hurt him?
Hearing this, Lu Zicheng paused what he was doing, then slowly turned his head, only to see that half of his face was swollen.

The smile on Jiang Cheng's face froze, "What's wrong?"

"What else can I do?"

Lu Zicheng lowered his head and unwrapped the bag while saying, "I had bad luck last night. Someone blocked me and threatened to beat me up if I didn't pay. I had no choice but to give them the money I had. I worked for nothing yesterday."

Jiang Cheng fell silent after hearing this.

The original body's relationship with Lu Zicheng was just average, and they talked because their stalls were close to each other.

And his relationship with Lu Zicheng became even more distant.

But both sides were in the same situation and he could empathize with them.

"It's nothing, I'm used to it."

Lu Zicheng laughed at himself, "I said that my eyelids were twitching yesterday, and something bad would happen. In the end, it really came true. Sigh."

He sighed, "I just don't know if my current state will affect my business today. Will those kids be scared?"

Jiang Cheng didn't know what to say when he heard that.

Maybe at this time, offering to help the other person is a good choice.

But firstly, those people are often in the dark, and most people don’t even know where they live, so it’s very difficult to find and settle accounts with them.

Unless he spends the rest of his time escorting the other person back...that's too much to ask.

After thinking about it, he didn't say much. It was difficult for him to ensure his own safety at the moment. If he wanted to help others, he had to wait until he became stronger.

In a blink of an eye, it was evening.

Jiang Cheng calculated that today's income was about the same as yesterday, close to six hundred, and the net profit was three hundred.

Lu Zicheng was in a low mood and didn't respond like he did yesterday. When he heard Jiang Cheng's greeting, he just nodded.

I bought some raw sweet potatoes and returned home safely. At the dinner table, Jiang Cheng again mentioned the idea of ​​lighting an extra stove.

The old man heard this, thought about it, and agreed, because what Jiang Cheng said did make sense.

If you open two stoves to roast sweet potatoes, if business is good, you can make double the money. If business is bad, you can just remove one of them. After all, one stove doesn't make much money.

The next morning, Jiang Cheng went to buy a stove made of an oil barrel for less than 30 yuan. According to the boss, this stove was previously owned by someone else when selling sweet potatoes, but he didn't make much money, so he ended up selling both the car and the barrel.

After arriving home, Jiang Cheng cleaned the barrel, added some soil to seal it, and finally modified it.

There are now two stoves installed on the tricycle, which looks a bit crowded.

Jiang Cheng wiped the sweat from his forehead. In order to be busy with all these, he did not practice short stick in the morning. He looked at the time and it was already past ten o'clock, almost eleven o'clock.

"Grandma, it's getting late. I'm going to the street." After hurriedly finishing his lunch, Jiang Cheng looked at the old woman next to him and said.

"Xiaocheng, can you handle baking two batches at once? How about grandma go with you?" The old woman put down her chopsticks.

"What's too busy to handle this?"

Jiang Cheng smiled and said, "It's just two furnaces, not three or four. Besides, grandma, if you come with me, who will look after the house? We can't go and trouble Aunt Chen again, right?"

"Too."

The old man sighed, "Then you have to be careful, especially when you come back at night. If you really run into those people, give them what you deserve."

As she spoke, she glanced at the newly bought stove in the car, with a look in her eyes that showed both anticipation and worry.

Good business is naturally a good thing.

But if people knew about it, that wouldn’t be the case.

Those gangsters are not fools. When they see two stoves in Jiang Cheng’s car, they will definitely think that he has made a lot of money.

"Got it grandma, don't worry, I know what's going on. I'm leaving now."

Jiang Cheng pushed the cart and walked towards the street.

Sure enough, more eyes gathered along the way.

There is curiosity, surprise, doubt and suspicion.

Jiang Cheng pushed the cart to the street without looking around. What he didn't expect was that Lu Zicheng arrived first.

When he saw the tricycle pushed by Jiang Cheng, his eyes suddenly widened, "Jiang Cheng, what are you doing?"

"Haha, business has been good recently, so we are thinking of expanding the scale."

Jiang Cheng said with a smile.

"Yes, really?"

Lu Zicheng moved his lips, and finally nodded, saying, "Very good, very good."

"hehe."

Jiang Cheng didn't say anything else, for fear of discouraging him.

However, he is also a little nervous now.

Although business was good in the past two days, many people lined up but couldn't buy it. Logically speaking, there should be no problem selling it.

But when the time really came, I felt a little nervous.

"What are you afraid of? If business is just average, then we can just change the car back."

Thinking of this, Jiang Cheng felt much better and began to roast sweet potatoes skillfully.

After a while, someone came over and asked in surprise: "Hey? Boss, you got two stoves?"

"Yeah, aren't there always people complaining that they can't buy it after waiting for a long time? So I added a stove and bake two ovens at the same time." Jiang Cheng said with a smile.

"Indeed, one stove can only bake too few sweet potatoes. Two stoves will be much better. But boss, you are going to get rich." The visitor said with a smile, his tone full of envy.

However, he also knew that Jiang Cheng's craftsmanship was indeed unique, and if it were someone else, it would be impossible.

It's just like the other few shops on the street, their business is much worse than here.

"No way, as long as I can make a living, that's enough." Jiang Cheng smiled bitterly.

Lu Zicheng, who was standing by, was stunned when he heard this, then he looked at Jiang Cheng, wanting to ask him if he had any misunderstandings about the word "life".
(End of this chapter)