Turn the cocoon into a butterfly

Chapter 18 New Year's Day
Since Sang Xiaoyu sold the goods, she rarely had time to rest. She lived a day as a few days, wishing to count the time of making money in seconds. At night, she was so exhausted that she didn't even have time to think about her thoughts.

The original cleanliness has long since been squeezed out by lack of sleep.

Twice she even fell asleep while eating... But in this house, she didn't sleep well.

The unique silence and darkness here seemed so long. That night, a mouse the size of a cat scurried to her face, which left her half-frightened and sleepless until dawn.

When Sang Xiaoyu woke up, she found that there were actually two mice trapped in the mousetrap, and the other one was not completely dead. She stared at her.

She was so frightened that she threw them into the yard with a shovel, not even daring to touch the clips.

She begged Sister Sun to take out the mouse. Sister Sun held the mouse and said, "You are afraid of everything, so why are you still here? This is not a day you can bear."

Sang Xiaoyu felt that she was exhausted, lying on the bed every night with sore body, but she warned herself every day that she had no right to lie down.

Today is New Year's Day.

New Year's Day in [-].

This is the coldest season in the north, the air is dry, and the sand and snow particles are scraped on the face like a knife, which makes people feel painful.

Sang Xiaoyu more or less knows the way of Yemen, she doesn't have to go there too early, she and Sister Sun will leave a place for whoever arrives first.

The market on New Year's Day has gained popularity very early.

When Sang Xiaoyu came, sister Sun hadn't arrived yet.

Sang Xiaoyu likes to arrive at the market early.

Arriving in advance has many advantages, such as observing the terrain first, cleaning your site calmly, and guessing who is the real customer among the crowd of people coming and going.

Sang Xiaoyu took a small table in the car, she put the seasoning on it, and put a poster she drew in front of it.

Because it was New Year's Day, many people came forward to watch the excitement. None of them had seen this product, and this product was the only one in the entire market.

The sales were particularly good that day. When Sister Sun came, she had already sold out a box. Sister Sun said that the old man was not well, and she might not be able to come in two days.

Sang Xiaoyu said: "If you trust me, leave it to me. Anyway, I have to come out every day."

Sister Sun said: "Is there anything you don't trust? They are not valuable things."

Before eight o'clock, the two boxes that were taken out were all sold out, and Sang Xiaoyu made a full 24 yuan.

She paid a fee of three yuan, and she and Sister Sun each paid for one day. Sang Xiaoyu and Sister Sun helped her too much, so she will pay the money by herself in the future.

Sister Sun said that Sang Xiaoyu was a benevolent person, so she didn't argue about paying the money.

The stupid eggs sold by Sister Sun are only three times a day, and she can't make much money a day, but Sister Sun said that the chickens belong to her family, and every penny she earns is one penny.

Sang Xiaoyu asked how many chickens her family raised?
Sister Sun proudly said forty, 38 hens and two roosters.

She said that when she laid all the eggs, she could pick up more than 30 eggs a day, and her family couldn't eat them at all.

Sang Xiaoyu can eat her eggs every day, sometimes they are broken, and sometimes they are not sold.

She also has melon seeds and fungus, which she says are all produced by herself, and the fungus is given by her second brother's family, so there is no risk of stocking them up.

Sang Xiaoyu hurried home and took three more boxes. She didn't leave the market that day and stood there all morning.

Sister Sun said that she couldn't stand in the market, and there were elderly people at home who needed to be served, so Sang Xiaoyu brought all the things over.

Sister Sun is very grateful to her and believes in her completely.

She took two more boxes from home, and she sold nearly six boxes that day. Sister Sun's eggs and melon seeds were all sold, and Sang Xiaoyu was very excited.

In the market, she suddenly found a man in a suit and leather shoes walking in her direction. Sang Xiaoyu's heart was pounding non-stop. No matter how he looked, this man looked a bit like Jiang Chunhui.

Sang Xiaoyu must not let him see how embarrassed she was, so she ran behind and hid without thinking.

The man walked in, where was Jiang Chunhui?

Sang Xiaoyu came back with a wry smile, thinking, if they ran into each other head-on, would they be at a loss for each other?Thinking about it again, she couldn't help laughing, even her best friend couldn't recognize her, let alone Jiang Chunhui who was so busy.

Sang Xiaoyu handed over the payment to the soy sauce factory, and delivered another ten boxes.

Anyone who puts goods in the soy sauce factory needs to pay a deposit, only Sang Xiaoyu doesn't, it's all thanks to Fei Jiani.

The sales executive was a little unhappy, saying that she was a little slow in returning the payment.

Sang Xiaoyu knew that she was making things difficult for herself, so she kindly said that she would send back some of the selling points next time.

When Sang Xiaoyu returned home, he found that he had earned more than 70 yuan a day. According to this calculation, he was not far from 2000 yuan a month.

Sang Xiaoyu's warehouse is connected to the one-story house in front of him, and the glass windows of their house are in his yard.

The courtyard borrows light from other people's walls.

There is a young couple living here. The woman likes to dress herself up, and the man looks a bit honest.

Sang Xiaoyu seldom talked to them, but the woman opened the window a few times to ask her if she was short of anything. After Sang Xiaoyu thanked them, they hardly communicated anymore.

Sang Xiaoyu could always hear women scolding men.

On this day, Sang Xiaoyu was tying up the waste in the yard. She felt that there were too many things, and she wanted to dispose of them.

But he didn't want to, when he was bundling, he only heard the sound of broken glass, and the glass of the rear window was broken, and the voices of the two people came out immediately.

Sang Xiaoyu was shocked, but luckily the glass was a little far away from her.

The man said, do you still want to live a good life?

The woman said, live?Do you know how to live now?You touch your chest to see if you have a heart, it's just such a broken house, what kind of ghostly place do you want, how can I live?
If you can conjure up a bundle of bills, I'll live with you.

The man's face appeared on the glassless window, and he said to Sang Xiaoyu, "I didn't hit you."

Sang Xiaoyu quickly shook her head, and the woman's face was pressed against her.

I don't know if she is facing her husband or Sang Xiaoyu, but there is a sneer of contempt on her face, which makes Sang Xiaoyu cold from head to toe.

The man quickly came over, helped her clean up the broken glass, and then covered the window with plastic sheeting.

Sang Xiaoyu was afraid that the woman would hear it, so she whispered, "Stop arguing, you are a man, let her order, the Chinese New Year is coming soon."

The man glanced at the window, sighed and said: "What kind of day is this? Running outside every day, it doesn't look like you. You keep your own place. Why is your life so hard? What about you man?"

Sang Xiaoyu was afraid of turning the topic on herself, so she said, "It's not easy."

The man wanted to say something, but he heard the woman say from behind the window: "Hurry up and come back, if you don't come back, this window will also have to be destroyed."

The man ran away in fright.

Sang Xiaoyu didn't care about other people's affairs, so she called Fei Jiani to announce the good news. Fei Jiani said, why don't you go to sell during the day.

Sang Xiaoyu talked about her sales process, and Fei Jiani said how about promoting it to various units?
Sang Xiaoyu didn't expect this, saying that he knew too few units.

Fei Jiani said that you don’t need to know each other, just go for it. If you gain something, you are a victory. If you don’t gain something, you have gained experience. She said that she often does this when she is shopping.

Sang Xiaoyu said that let's start with your unit.

Sang Xiaoyu didn't know what was wrong with her now, so she just opened her mouth to say such words.

Fei Jiani was not angry at all, and said that she would like five boxes soon to distribute benefits to colleagues in the unit.

Sang Xiaoyu found that she had started to think carefully, and started to plan...

Sang Xiaoyu has no choice. She used to be very afraid of meeting acquaintances, but now she is not.

She had run into too many walls, and finally realized that only the people she had the cheek to ask for acquaintance, seeing her pitiful appearance, would be moved with compassion, and would reach out to save people from the sea of ​​suffering hand.

Sang Xiaoyu thought of her mother's gray hair, her face tired from vicissitudes of life, her son who was about to enter the first grade of elementary school, and the bitterness of not being able to return home, and her heart ached.

Especially thinking of her mother, she felt an indescribable guilt in her heart. They all said that old age is a stage of enjoying happiness, but what she brought to her mother was exhaustion and hard work.

She didn't know when such a day would be the end, and she didn't have much time to think about these sad and helpless things.

Fei Jiani said that before the Spring Festival is a big hurdle, if this period can be used well, there should be a lot of income.

Sang Xiaoyu said that she must give it a try.

Fei Jiani said to go with her, and Sang Xiaoyu said, can you stay with me forever?
Fei Jiani said that I am afraid that you are thin-skinned.

Sang Xiaoyu said that now it is as thick as a city wall.

On New Year's Day, Sang Xiaoyu didn't even go home, she just wandered in the streets and alleys, she sold in the market, and when she saw interested people, she introduced them endlessly.

Another box was sold.

On January [-]nd, many units were still on holiday, and Sang Xiaoyu went to some hotels to sell.

Of course, you can't go to a big store. In one day, only ten bottles are sold, but there are also gains. She inspected less than half a carload of waste products.

She found that the sales of this product were really not good, but it was different when selling it on the street, and she could always sell a few bottles.

While selling things, she also met an acquaintance who was Cheng Weize's good friend, but unfortunately, this man didn't recognize Sang Xiaoyu at all.

After holding the product and looking left and right, I consulted for a long time, and finally bought two bottles.

On the [-]rd, she changed her strategy and sold goods directly in crowded squares and in front of big stores.

The things are novel, and her posters are also in place, and the day is very fruitful.

The only regret is that I was charged a management fee of three yuan.

Sang Xiaoyu found that mobile sales are beneficial to her, she will run wherever there are many people, and she has long been familiar with publicity, and she no longer feels embarrassed.

Sang Xiaoyu has officially started to do business. During the Chinese New Year, on the eve of the Spring Festival, the purchasing power is strong.She also gradually figured out some methods. With years of hard work with her husband in the mall, she soon integrated into the ranks of street vendors.

But she was jubilantly busy.

Especially at night when she was counting those bills and dimes, she seemed to be counting one hope after another in her heart.

The Spring Festival is coming, and Sang Xiaoyu knows that this is the most profitable time, so she plans to buy a few more boxes.

The supervisor said that the factory will be on holiday during the Spring Festival, and if you want to get the goods, you must pay for the goods first.

Sang Xiaoyu wanted to buy fifty boxes, but she really couldn't afford the cost of fifty boxes. The two were discussing, and Huang Daqing came over.

He listened to the conversation between the two and said, "Sang Xiaoyu is the one who sells the most among all the salespeople, and she doesn't need to spend any money."

The supervisor said unhappily: "She has already made an exception. We have to take a few days off before going to work after the Chinese New Year. Do you rest assured that she has so much money in her hand?"

Huang Daqing said: "What is there to worry about? She is not someone else."

The female supervisor should be a relative of Huang Daqing's family, she refused to release goods to Sang Xiaoyu no matter what she said, Huang Daqing said: "I have paid for Sang Xiaoyu's money."

He said to Sang Xiaoyu: "Do you dare to buy a hundred boxes directly? If you don't, you won't be able to take away a box when I'm not around. Besides, we work overtime every day these days, and we have to take vacations." gone."

Hearing about [-] boxes, the supervisor became even more angry and said, "You gave her all the goods, what will happen when someone else comes?"

Huang Daqing said: "Then you urge them to work overtime and make a few more boxes? If the sales are good, it is possible not to have a holiday."

When the supervisor got angry, he said, "If you keep talking like this without rules, you can take care of it yourself."

Sang Xiaoyu didn't want to embarrass the two of them, just as he was about to say something, Huang Daqing said, "Hurry up and get the goods back, the stock is running low."

When Sang Xiaoyu thought of one hundred boxes, she felt a little scared, and said, "What if I can't sell it? Can I send it back?"

Huang Daqing was happy, and said: "Are you planning to stop doing it? It's okay. If you can't sell it, you can sell it after the festival. Don't we stipulate that ten boxes will give you three bottles? I will count as your one hundred boxes, and I will give you three more boxes." .”

Three boxes are 36 bottles, and Sang Xiaoyu felt that she would be too stupid if she didn't accept such a good thing.

So he agreed.

Huang Daqing said that he has a car, and I heard that you live nearby, so I will take it there for you.

Sang Xiaoyu refused to say anything, she didn't want this man to know about her home.

Originally, I came here by bicycle, so I had to take back [-] boxes first.

When Sang Xiaoyu was picking up the goods, he found that the seasoning in the warehouse was piled up like a mountain. It was not what he said was in short supply. It turned out that this was another trick of Huang Daqing, and it seemed that the supervisor was also cooperating with him in acting.

When she got home, Sang Xiaoyu could only take back twenty boxes at a time. She wanted to return five times, so she had to go to Sister Sun's house to ask her to help.

Sang Xiaoyu knew where she lived, and passed by her house more than once, and it was the first time to come here.

When she knocked on the door, Sister Sun was busy in the kitchen. Seeing her coming, she unexpectedly asked her if she was okay?
Sang Xiaoyu told the matter, she agreed immediately, and said to put the porridge on for the old man and leave.

Sang Xiaoyu entered the room and glanced at the old man lying on the kang. The old man's face was flushed, as if he was suffering.

Sang Xiaoyu wanted to say hello, but Sister Sun said that the old man couldn't hear anything and was sick all over, and then she sighed again.

Sang Xiaoyu hurriedly pulled her away from the house.

Every family has its cupboard.

With her grand sister, Sang Xiaoyu, she is not afraid at all.

If it weren't for the fact that the [-] boxes couldn't fit, Sister Sun had to finish everything at once, and finally the two of them pulled all the [-] boxes into the hut twice.

Immediately there was a mountain of piles in the hut, and the whole room was under the black shadow of the box.

(End of this chapter)