Chapter 117.1: The Research Fanatic Who Lost His Child (3)
Wang Xuan was in a bit of a good mood today. On Monday, on the first day of school, students had money in their hands. In addition to that, it was cold out, and they would want to eat something hot He was selling well. It wasn’t even 12 o’clock yet, and he’d already sold all the ingredients he had prepared.
A rare smile appeared on his face as he pushed the cart back.
It was March now, and there was still some warm sun in the daytime, but it was extremely cold at night, with the wind blowing in chilling gusts. Even though Wang Xuan was wearing gloves, his fingers were chilly because he had to push the cold cart.
But it didn’t affect his good mood. There weren’t many people in the streets at night, but he didn’t feel afraid because he was a teenager. He pushed the cart all the way back.
Wang Xuan’s rented room was in a small, rundown building. He heard that it was originally a factory dormitory, but when the factory closed down and the owner ran away, the doorman who used to look after the factory took it for himself.
The place was worn-out, but the property was solidly built. The doorman became the landlord, but he didn’t have a real estate license at all. When the rent was collected, it was only once a month, or once a day or once a week. For Wang Xuan, who didn’t have much money to begin with, this was a very good place.
As the economy gradually shifted to the city, the area where he rented accommodation became more and more deserted. For many people, the reason they rented accommodation was to make it easier to work and it was very inconvenient for them to live so far away. Therefore, since the beginning of this year, people started to move out one after another, except for Wang Xuan who still occupied the ground floor of the building.
He had always had his own plans. Although the place was remote and it would take about 3 hours to get to the city and back when setting up a stall, the main point was that it was cheap.
It was cheap, and there was plenty of room for him to place his little money-making cart.