Turn the cocoon into a butterfly

Chapter 16 All Purpose Seasoning
The sales director is a woman in her 40s. She introduced to Sang Xiaoyu: This thing is five yuan a bottle, and the salesperson is given four yuan. After selling five boxes, there will be a bottle reward.

There is a reward of three bottles for selling ten cases.

Sang Xiaoyu asked how many bottles are there in a box?The answer is twelve bottles.

Sang Xiaoyu said that the price is a bit high, now the bulk soy sauce is only [-] cents, even the most expensive bottled one is only three yuan.

The salesman said that they are not the same, the cost of the things inside is too high, five yuan is not expensive.

The salesperson gave her and Fei Jiani a bottle each, and told them to eat it before ordering.

In fact, Sang Xiaoyu was tempted, she thought this thing was feasible, and she wanted to try it.

Sang Xiaoyu bid farewell to Baozipu and started her second career, or to be precise, her third career. She also posted advertisements for more than a month.

Fortunately, Baozipu let her go the next day.

The boss and the proprietress were quite benevolent, gave her two hundred yuan more, and sent her away with some reluctance.

Sang Xiaoyu didn't have time to feel these romantic and tender moments, she immediately threw herself into a new battle.

New Year's Day is just around the corner. If you don't take advantage of the holiday opportunity, the sales of this kind of seasoning products should not be too optimistic.

Fei Jiani persuaded her to rent a house in the western suburbs. Sang Xiaoyu said that renting a house was too expensive. Fei Jiani said that this is a suburb of the city, and the rent is frighteningly cheap.

Sang Xiaoyu knew that going to the morning market was similar to going to work at the steamed stuffed bun shop, and she had to leave at four o'clock in the morning.

Although my mother's house is called Pingjiang West Road, it is on the easternmost side of the Meilan River, and the distance from the soy sauce factory is twice as far as that of the bun shop.

Fei Jiani and Sang Xiaoyu searched for a long time in the western suburbs, and found a staff dormitory called Forestry College.

The so-called forestry college here has long been vacant, and almost all the people staying here are farmers from other places and some lonely old people.

There are also migrant workers like her.

The conditions of the bungalow were average, and Sang Xiaoyu felt that the rent of 50 yuan a month was a bit expensive, so she rented the warehouse in front of the bungalow.

Bungalows are paid for half a year at a time, and warehouses are handed over once a month.

The warehouse is only 20 yuan a month.

When Fei Jiani opened the door of this barn, a musty smell hit her nose, and she ran outside holding her breath and said:

"Sang Xiaoyu, Sang Xiaoyu, did you put it on? Aren't you embarrassing yourself? Is this a place where people live? Do you really want to sleep here? I'll pay for you."

Sang Xiaoyu opened the door and took a look. Although it was a warehouse, it still had a small yard.

There were some messy things piled up in the yard, and the house inside was fairly clean, but no one lived in it for a long time, and the dust hung around in clusters, becoming the world of spiders and mosquitoes.

Fei Jiani wanted to ask someone to help her, but Sang Xiaoyu refused to agree with her life and death. Fei Jiani looked embarrassed, and Sang Xiaoyu hurriedly said: "I really don't need you. I can't do anything because you are so surprised."

Fei Jiani really didn't want to do it, and felt sorry for her, so Sang Xiaoyu had no choice but to lie to her and ask Li Junhao to help her for a while.

Fei Jiani met Li Junhao, and immediately clapped her hands and said yes, and said that the three of them would do it together, but Sang Xiaoyu refused, and said that she must go home now.

She reassured Fei Jiani, saying that it was a trivial matter for her to deal with such a matter.

Fei Jiani would drag her to dinner no matter what she said, and said that she would leave again in a few days.

Sang Xiaoyu knew that she was a little sorry, so she entered a small noodle shop with her.

The two each asked for a bowl of noodles. Fei Jiani said that she could become what she is now, and she didn't believe it no matter what.

She said that although Sang Xiaoyu was not born in a wealthy family, she has the potential of a noble lady, and the elegance and grace of her gestures cannot be imitated by others.

Now, she is facing such a big difficulty, but she is so strong, she said that if she doesn't know what to do.

Sang Xiaoyu smiled and said: "People are born to adapt to the environment, what do you think you are going to do?"

Fei Jiani half-seriously and half-jokingly said: "Go to Jiang Chunhui, he treats you much better than me, but I just pretend to be pitiful in front of him, not pretending to be really pitiful, and he will still lend a helping hand."

Sang Xiaoyu smiled and said: "He is a man who has no money but no money."

Fei Jiani said without thinking: "What is that? Doesn't he just want to have another lover? I'm not a blank sheet of paper, what are you afraid of?"

Hearing what she said, Sang Xiaoyu naturally had nothing to say.

Seeing that she was silent, Fei Jiani said, "That's what men do. If you don't take him seriously, he will take you seriously. Look at you, isn't it the best example?
The colder you are to Jiang Chunhui, the more enthusiastic he is. If you plunged into his arms, I tell you, he would have kicked you long ago. "

Sang Xiaoyu smiled and said, "Since you know men so well, why aren't you proud for a while?"

Fei Jiani sighed and said: "This kind of thing is easier said than done. He must like you. If he is not very proud of you, why are you so indifferent?"

Sang Xiaoyu laughed out loud, she felt that she hadn't laughed so heartily for a long time.

Fei Jiani said: "Who do you think doesn't understand this truth? But there is really a high-quality man standing in front of you. As soon as you are arrogant, he runs away, and you have to do everything possible to seduce him. Are you tired?"

Sang Xiaoyu laughed again, and said, "Did you put all your energy into dealing with men? Why haven't your personal problems been resolved yet?"

Fei Jiani said: "I don't like those young boys at all. Think about it, we are all 27 years old. Who can look up to men of the same age? How many men in their 30s and going to their [-]s have no home? ? I don’t dare to think deeply, the more I think about it, the more desperate I become.”

Sang Xiaoyu also sighed and said: "Women who understand men too well are left alone, and women who are confused have married themselves."

Fei Jiani asked seriously: "Tell me, what are you thinking? Why haven't I heard you scold Cheng Weize once? Don't you feel bitter?"

Sang Xiaoyu also said seriously: "When something happens, what's the point of complaining? Is it any good if I scold Cheng Weize every day? Don't talk about things that don't work, just let him go. I believe he will have a hard time. "

Fei Jiani raised her thumb and said, "I really convinced you.

When you were with Cheng Weize back then, almost everyone didn't like it, but how many people envied you for your sweet life, alas, it would be great if there were no such things. "

Sang Xiaoyu said: "Don't think about these things too much, let me advise you, we are not yet thirty, we still have an age advantage, once we pass thirty, it will be yesterday.

It's better to get rid of yourself earlier, a woman will be stable if she has a home, not to mention you are so beautiful and energetic. "

Fei Jiani smiled wryly and said: "Even if I like someone, they may not be able to like me, and I think those who like me are too naive. If I can't get married again, I guess I can only stay at home."

Just like Sang Xiaoyu didn't want to mention Cheng Weize, Fei Jiani didn't want to mention her personal affairs either.

Both wanted to change the subject.

It was Fei Jiani who said first: "By the way, what if you go to the market without a tricycle?"

Sang Xiaoyu had thought about this problem a long time ago. She thought, if she kept using her bicycle to push spices, she might not be able to sell a few boxes a day, and she might even throw the boxes to the ground to have a good time.

But she told Fei Jiani that she was selling goods in the markets in the surrounding suburbs, and it was convenient to pick them up.

She didn't want to trouble Fei Jiani anymore, she had done enough.

Fei Jiani could only nod.

As soon as Fei Jiani left, Sang Xiaoyu returned to the hut.

It's like freezing in the house.

The glass was mostly broken, and she covered the windows with plastic sheeting.

The walls of the room were dark, and she found some clean newspapers and pasted them on.

The noise and dilapidation in the yard still made her sigh uncontrollably.

She looked around, and there were many people like her, and she saw smoke rising from the warehouses of many people.

Like myself, they all came out to work.

Fortunately, the owner left nearly half a ton of coal in another small shed in the warehouse, and Sang Xiaoyu quickly lit up the fire.

The fire went up.

Sang Xiaoyu couldn't remember the year when he started the fire.

It seems that when she was a child, she was at her mother's house. Even if she lives in her mother's house now, her mother never let her do such a job.

She packed all the things in the house into the yard, and the things in the yard were like a dilapidated cultural relics market, with everything in it.

Fortunately, the homeowner said that everything is at her disposal, throw away everything that can be thrown away.

Sang Xiaoyu finally cleaned up the house, and four hours had passed.

Sang Xiaoyu was so tired that her whole body seemed to be falling apart, she looked and looked again and again, what was the name of cleanliness, it was probably just wiped clean.

There was an old cabinet in the room. When Sang Xiaoyu opened it, several mice escaped from it in a panic.

There is no food in the house, how can they make a nest here.

The room was gradually heated, and the heat on the kang was also rising. Sang Xiaoyu, who was tired all day, really wanted to lie down and have a good rest, but she didn't dare, because she still had countless things to do.

Wipe the kang clean first, and then put the quilt from the bun shop on it. She lay down gently for a while, and the kang was already hot.

She didn't dare to stay any longer, for fear that she would fall asleep accidentally.

She rode her bicycle back to her mother's house.

She told her mother everything, and said that she would definitely not come back on New Year's Day.

The son came up to her and asked her why she didn't even go home. Sang Xiaoyu said that she would definitely come back during the Spring Festival and would buy some gifts for her son.

Ziqiao looked at his mother happily. He is more sensible now, and he never asks for toys and the like again. When he heard his mother talk about presents, he said calmly:

"Mom, I don't want the gift anymore, save some money to pay off the debt."

Sang Xiaoyu and his mother couldn't laugh or cry, and let him go in to read a book.

Sang Xiaoyu told her mother that she must have a tricycle no matter what, otherwise the business of selling goods would be empty talk. Now that she wants to buy a tricycle, she doesn't know how long it will take to earn the money back.

The mother immediately understood what she meant, nodded her head and said, "Are you thinking about your uncle Wang's tricycle?"

Sang Xiaoyu laughed immediately, and said, "How about a mother-daughter bond?"

The mother said: "My daughter finally knows how to calculate. I don't know whether to be happy or sad."

Sang Xiaoyu said: "Mom, there's nothing to be sad about. Isn't this judging the situation? You can say whatever you want at a stage. This is called life has taught you to grow."

"Don't be poor, I'll go and have a look."

When the mother came back, her face was mixed with joy and sorrow.

Sang Xiaoyu eagerly asked how?
My mother said: "His tricycle is really useless, but he doesn't want to let us use it for nothing, and it costs 50 yuan."

Sang Xiaoyu asked: "How much is this new car worth?"

My mother said: "It's probably more than 100, but it seems that his family's car has never been used a few times. Didn't he want to make a living? Something happened to his foot."

Sang Xiaoyu said: "Mom, don't worry about it, I'll go."

Mother said unconvinced: "You can't let you use it for nothing if you go."

Sang Xiaoyu went straight to Uncle Wang's house. Uncle Wang was smoking on the kang. Seeing Sang Xiaoyu coming, he said with a smile: "Your mother is here, why are you here again?"

Sang Xiaoyu said: "Uncle Wang, it's not that I want to take advantage of your family, but something happened to me, and I can't afford the extra money now.

As for you, the more you don’t use this car, the more useless it becomes, and the parts will gradually rust. If you can sell it for some money now, it’s really worth it. You understand this truth better than me. "

Uncle Wang said: "I spent one hundred and twenty on this car, and it didn't work for a few days. Is fifty still too much for you?"

Sang Xiaoyu said: "I really can't get fifty, but I will accept thirty."

Uncle Wang wanted to say something else, Sang Xiaoyu said:

"Uncle Wang, you loved me the most when I was young, but now that I'm in trouble, just give me a hand.

You are so old, don't you still want to earn some money for your children and grandchildren?The same goes for me. If I pay back the money, I will make more money for my son. "

Uncle Wang was a little moved when he heard this, and said: "Let's forget it. Since you gave me thirty, I might as well not give you a favor. When your mother borrowed money, I didn't take any cents, so I will do my part." heart."

Sang Xiaoyu handed 30 yuan to Uncle Wang and said, "Master, even if you take this 30 yuan, I will still be grateful to you for the rest of my life."

Uncle Wang pushed the car out, told Sang Xiaoyu the essentials of riding a car, and told her to know how to maintain the car and so on.

When Sang Xiaoyu left Uncle Wang's house, there was an extra tricycle beside him.

Sang Xiaoyu was about to leave home, and her mother became rambunctious. She brought rice and flour for Sang Xiaoyu, soy sauce, vinegar, bowls and chopsticks.

Sang Xiaoyu refused to take it anymore, saying that there are many things in the house, and she can buy some by herself.

Mother knew that she would not spend a penny now, and she was particularly worried about what to do if something happened to someone who had never ridden a tricycle before.

Sang Xiaoyu said: "Mom, don't worry, I know how to take care of myself now. If something happens to me, what will you and your child do? I understand it in my heart."

My mother said, "It's good that you understand. If I don't have to worry about this, I will feel at ease."

Mother wanted to get her money again, but she didn't ask for anything, saying that she had two hundred yuan in change for the goods in her hand, and it would be enough for anything.

(End of this chapter)