This road was the only way to go to junior high school, regardless of where the students came from. Most of them had to pass this way, except for those from a few villages to the north. The road here had just been reconstructed; it was smooth, wide, and easy to walk on, and as a result, most students preferred this route. Qin Xiangnuan knew about the business opportunity because in her past life, she had observed it. Although she had never attended school, she knew that the people in the village who sold meals ended up becoming prosperous, and the village itself eventually became famously affluent.
Apart from a few villages close to the school, many students either walked or cycled to school. Many couldn’t have breakfast in the morning due to unfavorable conditions, and the school had no cafeteria, so most arrived hungry.
That’s why in the morning, Qin Xiangnuan planned to sell lotus leaf pancakes with fillings, and she knew without a doubt that it would sell well.
Granny Lu wasn’t foolish; she had spent a lot of time with Aunt Hua, who had taught her many things about business. Nobody is born knowing how to conduct business, and Granny Lu knew very well whether the store near the bus station was profitable, as most of their family’s earnings came from there.
Now that the shop was given to Aunt Hua, naturally, they had to think about their own business.
Granny Lu immediately understood.
"Nuannuan, you’ve had such plans for a while now, haven’t you? To build a house here, and in such a design?" she said. It was strange how the house was built, with such a large space inside unused, and leaving the shop near the station to Aunt Hua unattended also didn’t make sense; who would complain about having too much money? Obviously, the child had long decided to sell here.
"Yes," Qin Xiangnuan didn’t deny it, hugging Granny Lu’s arm, "Granny, you won’t have to worry about being idle anymore. Lotus leaf pancakes are easy to make. I can make them with you. Initially, you’d just need to collect the money. If business goes well, we could hire someone, and you could focus solely on collecting the payments."
"What do you mean ’solely collect payments’? I’m still young," Granny Lu tapped her granddaughter on the forehead. Indeed, she was still young and didn’t want to retire just yet. Moreover, she had two grandsons to support, so how could she afford not to be diligent?
Aunt Hua could do it, so why couldn’t she believe she’d do well?
That day, Qin Xiangyang and Chun Xiangnuan got up early to register, and thankfully, living here meant they were close to the junior high school. They only had to walk a short distance, no need to ride bicycles, but it was uncertain which classes they would be assigned to.
Despite being a modest junior high, it had a large number of students, primarily because Qin Xiangnuan’s generation had not yet experienced family planning. Thus, it was common for a family to have five or six children. Many dropped out, but with the beginning of the country’s implementation of nine years of compulsory education, most people wanted their children to study. Consequently, the junior high was always full, with ten classes per grade and forty to fifty students in each class, though, many also dropped out during the year.
Classes in school were mixed and shuffled; it was rare for students from the same primary school to end up in the same class.
"Brother, I’m in class ten, what about you?" Qin Xiangnuan asked Qin Xiangyang.
Qin Xiangyang was still searching for his name, "Not sure yet, haven’t found it. Hold on, I’ve found it," Qin Xiangyang finally smiled, "That’s great, I’m also in class ten, Nuannuan, we’re in the same class."