90s Little Struggle

Chapter 22
Now the supply and marketing cooperative has long been a private contractor, so when the clerk heard that they wanted to buy shoes, he asked them what size they were wearing with a good attitude, and then took out the shoes for them to try on.

Xiao Hong was straightforward when paying, but felt a little distressed after paying.

She still has a lot of money now, but if she can only get out but not get in, she probably won't be able to spend it for long.

But she didn't want to live a hard life. Thinking about it this way, she still had to find a way to earn some pocket money.

The sugar would be sticky now that it was hot, so she bought biscuits, peach crisps, and a tub of malted milk.

Seeing her spending so much money, Xiao Fang suspected that she was going to have a heart attack: "Why are you buying these? Spending money recklessly!"

She can now understand why Liu Meijuan, a stepmother, can't tolerate Xiao Hong anymore. Just because of her way of spending money like water, even her own mother can't tolerate it.

"The malted milk is for grandparents, the biscuits are for uncles and the others, and the peach cakes are for filling our stomachs when we are hungry."

Xiao Hong actually didn't want to spend the money, but she had cheated Grandma Zhao yesterday, and her conscience was a little uneasy.

The hardest thing to bear is the grace of the old man.

She was cruel and bought a barrel of malted milk.

She couldn't afford even the best supplements, and malted milk was considered a luxury in Grandma Zhao's time, and some old people thought it was a supplement.

And she also has her own little calculations.

If you give money, you will be reluctant to give it if you have more money, and you will not be able to afford it if you have less money.

But this malted milk can be eaten for a long time. Don't they say that they are soft on others' hands and soft on others' mouths?

In the future, Grandma Zhao will also be embarrassed to turn her face and deny anyone.

"It's still your thoughtfulness." Hearing what she said, Xiao Fang felt embarrassed to mutter any more.

Xiao Hong, who originally needed to be enlightened by herself, has become so sensible, she is not used to it.

The big round biscuits are full of milk flavor now, Yanyan holds a biscuit in her hand and eats it bit by bit, wishing everyone could see her eating biscuits today.

She really likes this big sister so much.

When they went to the vegetable market again, they saw seven or eight customers gathered around the meat stall.

Nowadays, when people buy meat, they are not straightforward at all, they just gather around to choose fat and thin: "Give me half a catty of pork belly that is fatter."

"Cut me some pork liver, just cut it in half like this."

"Boss, your pig is too thin, there is no fat."

Xiao Hong squeezed in, and when she saw the pork with a thick layer of fat, she suspected that there was something wrong with his eyes. How could she bear to say that such a fat pig was thin?
Xiao Fang pointed to the meat on the table with sharp eyes and quick hands: "Uncle, help me weigh three catties of the meat here."

Xiao Hong saw a big pot of pigs in the water under the table, so she leaned over to the proprietress and said in a low voice, "Auntie, can it be cheaper if I want all of you?"

The proprietress is also worried about these pigs getting into the water.

It's too hot now, and it will stink even more in the afternoon, let alone someone buying it.

She said straightforwardly: "Large intestines, pig heart and lungs are originally three triangles per catty, and the two pieces of water must be at least 40 catties. If you take them all, you can give them 11 yuan."

Xiao Hong thought it was not expensive, but still bargained: "Just ten yuan? Look at how much meat my sister bought."

"Is your family going to do business? Then I'm really at a loss at this price." The proprietress agreed with a face full of pain, seeing that she didn't bring a basin and bucket, she swiftly packed the two pieces of pig offal into the sack give her.

After Xiao Fang bought the meat, she saw that her sister was carrying a sack that was still dripping with unknown liquid, and she was in a bad mood: "You are crazy, what are you buying so many pigs for? It will all be rotten tomorrow."

Xiao Hong saw that she wished she could send the pig back into the water, so she quickly pulled her and said in a low voice: "Shh, grandma taught me to do this, and I can make it into lo mei to make money, but it's a bit troublesome to clean up."

Xiao Fang looked skeptical: "You really know how? Why didn't I know that grandma still has this skill? If it is not done well, it will cost money and effort to spend firewood."

"Grandma used to worry about being laughed at when doing business." Anyway, grandma has passed away, and now there is no proof of her death.

Xiao Hong is not afraid of being exposed: "But this is the handicraft of Grandma's family, and it will definitely make money."

She must be trying to lure her into the gang: "During the summer vacation, let's work harder, so we can earn our tuition and pocket money."

Xiao Fang was very moved after hearing this: "Okay, then let's try."

Seeing her spend money so readily before, after all, it also stimulated her.

Xiao Hong put the sack beside her and looked around: "Then I'll go buy some more spices."

There were only simple seasonings like cinnamon bark and star anise in the vegetable market, and she couldn't find all the spices she wanted, so she finally went to the drugstore to buy cloves, fennel, tangerine peel, cypress leaves, grass fruits, etc.

I bought baking soda and liquor in bulk.

When she came out today, she brought 100 yuan, which she thought was enough.

But the malted milk essence and the little white shoes cost nearly 70 yuan, and the spices were not cheap, so she bought too much, and finally spent all the few yuan left by Xiao Fang.

The three sisters rode their bicycles home with empty pockets.

It was past ten o'clock when they got home.

The vegetables had already been picked in the morning, and they were simply tidied up. Yanyan lit the fire, Xiao Fang was in charge of the spoon, and Xiao Hong went to clean up the pigs into the water.

There is a brook next to their house, as long as they put pig offal in a basket, put it in the brook, and stir it with a wooden stick, some of the smell can be washed away.

Xiao Hong squatted under the tree, turned the large intestine over with chopsticks, and cleaned up the grease and dirt. The smell was really strong and pungent.

To be honest, Xiao Hong didn't want to do the lo-mei business at the beginning because it was too painful to clean the pig's large intestine.

But now she wants her family to support her, so she can only make it first, and when everyone has a taste, then she won't be afraid that her efforts will be in vain, and someone will come to help her.

Anyway, her plan is to let her mother clean up the pigs for herself, and when she earns some money and goes to school, she will leave this business to her mother.

Although it is a bit hard, it is definitely more profitable than farming and raising chickens and ducks.

But it's hard to say whether this business can last for a long time, because there are only two meat stalls in the town, if someone is jealous of their business and scrambles to get pigs into the water, then I'm afraid I will have to find another way out.

There are not many people doing business now. First, they have old ideas and feel ashamed to do business.

The second is that doing business requires capital, and everyone is worried that they will lose their money.

In fact, after [-], most of the people doing business were able to make money, and they were the first batch of households with ten thousand yuan.

But their place is a bit remote from the city, and people are more conservative.

According to her memory, it will be another two years before the street becomes lively.

Fortunately, Xiao Hong remembers a lot of ways to do business. As long as he can make money this time, Uncle Zhao and his mother will accept his other suggestions.

For example, if you open a shop in a town, you can sell stationery near the school, or open a small restaurant near the station, and you will definitely earn more than farming.

However, that business is not like the braised lo mei that is now a small business. You have to invest money in it to see the benefits.

(End of this chapter)