Rebirth: Back To 1990s

Celia walked around the town several times. In the 1990s, the villagers here were generally poor, and the goods sold on the street were basically low-quality.

There was a middle school, a senior high school and a primary school. Back then, the school didn't provide students with breakfasts, so there were a lot of food stands nearby.

Celia arrived there in a hurry, just in time to the climax of the breakfast selling by many vendors, like soy milk, fried dough sticks, porridge, and egg and cakes. Although most families were very poor at that time, the children who could be sent to school must be the precious in their families, so they could afford to buy the breakfast every day.

In addition to the breakfast shops, there were also some greengrocers living near the village not far from the town. They used either cart or two baskets picking their own planted vegetables and selling them on the street. At the center of the street were a lot of clothes. But she had seen that there were basically no good goods.

Celia walked around. After all the students left, she entered the most popular breakfast restaurant nearby.

"Miss, what would you like to eat?"

The owner was very polite. Besides, Celia was a beauty, cute and considerate. So the owner was more fervent.

"Excuse me, I want an egg, a cup of soy milk, and also a bakery. I'll take the last three items, then you can close earlier,"

Celia knew that people who made a living by making breakfast was very tired. They had to sell their food at the breakfast stall early in the morning and they wouldn't be able to close and go back to have a rest until they sold them out at noon.

"Little girl, thank you so much for buying this. I can go back earlier indeed. By the way, the school bell has rung for a long time. Why haven't you come back to the classroom yet?"

Because of Celia's action just now, the shopkeeper also had a few more words with her than ordinary customers.

" I'm not a high school student. I have never gone to school."

Celia showed no sign of inferiority at all.

"Oh, I see. Kid, help yourself!"

During that time, people tended to prefer sons to daughters. It was already good enough for a girl to go to a primary school or a junior high school. And only a few of them were allowed to go to senior high school by their families.

want to ask you

Celia said directly.

"What's the matter?"

owner was surprised, but what could a little girl

can you

with

sometimes, I can sell more than

business towards students, and the amount of

price for one egg? And how much

goods could be sold in the countryside, and the crops were not worth any money. What's more, one year only grew once. Sometimes, in order to have a taste of meat, or earn some money, the women from every family fed more than ten chickens. The most indispensable thing in the countryside was eggs. If she bought the eggs in the countryside, and sell 50 of them to each breakfast shopkeeper. Five restaurants, that was 250

do

was no vicious competition at that time, the boss was still afraid

is appropriate for you to buy eggs. Because I have a

What's more, honesty was the most important thing between people. Celia believed that the shopkeeper would

little girl, you want to sell

a body transfer was not

in the countryside, and the eggs laid by the chickens

didn't care if she was embarrassed or not. She had to make money

"Delivery?"

delivery service caught him instantly. The eggs he bought were from the farmers, but he had to go to the vendors in person to buy the eggs. And the vendors didn't have 50 eggs at one time, and he had to go to several different places to buy the eggs, which cost him too much time. And he might have to buy the eggs that had been picked by others, with uneven sizes. Even if he went to the department store, the clerks

And sometimes even more expensive. If I sell them to you, I will give you at the price of 20 cents,

had attracted him completely. If she offered a discount in terms of

at one time, you will get

owner said this because

your business whether I bumped on the road. As for whether I make money or not, it's my business. You just