At dusk, Deng Lanhua and Qi Song, accompanied by Qi Wenlei, arrived at the breakfast shop mentioned by Tang Yue, where she enthusiastically welcomed them. Tang Mingli assessed Qi Song and his wife, thinking to himself that his niece certainly had a particularly good eye.
Qi Song and his wife were both straightforward, honest people, which greatly pleased Tang Mingli about this partnership.
After the usual pleasantries, the dishes were quickly served, the shop door was shut, and a lively fire was lit, warming up the entire place.
Qi Song, spirited and direct, was only a few years older than Tang Mingli. They talked easily, finding common ground and feeling no barriers between them.
Tang Zhengde kept encouraging everyone to drink and enjoy the meal.
The table was lively.
Once the conversation about the partnership started, it flowed smoothly.
After finalizing the partnership details, Tang Mingli got straight to the point, casually mentioning that it seemed there was only one cotton candy seller in the county.
Qi Song wasn’t familiar with this, only aware that many children clamored to buy cotton candy after school.
Many children in the county had a few coins for spending, and some even had a whole yuan.
"Yes, last time I went to the Provincial City to buy goods, I heard that a cotton candy machine only costs fifty yuan. Think about it, selling one for twenty cents and making a profit of five cents per piece, it would be easy to break even."
"Is a cotton candy machine that cheap?" Qi Song was intrigued, not very knowledgeable about this, but Tang Mingli’s words immediately caught his interest.
Tang Mingli then explained earnestly that selling cotton candy wouldn’t make a fortune daily, but making one yuan per day was feasible.
That would amount to thirty yuan a month, and with more people around during festivals and children having more money, the earnings could even be higher.
Qi Song quietly calculated; if this venture succeeded, Lanhua would not need to work so hard at home anymore.
Seeing Qi Song’s interest, Tang Yue also relieved a sigh, feeling that the 1980s was possibly the easiest time to make money. As long as one was willing to dare, the rewards could far exceed expectations.
Zhang Hualian entertained Deng Lanhua, and was also very fond of Leilei, who was quiet and lovable, especially when there was food involved.
After dinner, Qi Song began to observe around the county, checking how many others were selling cotton candy and how many each vendor sold a day.
Being the Lunar New Year, children had their New Year’s money. Qi Song noticed one vendor selling fifty to sixty cotton candies each day, making two to three yuan daily.
That could sum up to sixty to ninety yuan a month. Even accounting for a few slow days, earning fifty yuan monthly seemed feasible.
Of course, this was just a projection. If no one bought them, the fifty yuan spent on the machine would be wasted.



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