90s Little Struggle

Chapter 69

He was deeply afraid of losing this big customer, so he quickly explained: "The prices I send to those factories are also the same. Not only the price of chicken has increased, but pork has also increased."

He also sent them to several factories in the town.

But people nowadays are reluctant to spend money. Even for towel factories and match factories, it takes seven or eight days to sell twenty chickens.

Xiao Hong knows that prices have been going up in the past ten years, so she can only smile wryly: "Then we can only raise prices. If customers think it's expensive, then we can only pay less."

In fact, this is because the wool comes from the sheep, and those who are willing to buy braised chicken will not care about the extra catty.

The stewed chicken is selling well today, and the fourth brother Zhao is not here, so Xiao Hong simply asks Boss Zhao to help kill five more chickens.

Boss Zhao quickly started killing the chickens, and said very courteously, "Why don't I kill all the chickens and send them here?"

Wu Julan, who was pouring hot water, quickly shook her head and refused: "No, my fourth child is usually around, so he can do this."

It's not that she doesn't feel sorry for her man, but that chicken blood can be eaten and chicken feathers can be sold, which is a lot of money.

Zhao Youzhen, who was helping to clean up the chicken feathers, was extremely shocked.

She really didn't expect so much money to be traded in a small shop.

Originally, she thought that a bowl of dumplings at [-] cents would not exceed [-] to [-] bowls all day long, which would only cost around [-] yuan. After rent and principal, she might not be able to earn much money.

But this morning, she noticed that at least [-] steamed, boiled, and fried dumplings were sold. In addition to the sale of a stewed pig's head and eight half-simmered chickens in the morning, the money drawer was full.

The profit in this business was much beyond her expectation.

It's not that she underestimates business, but that she usually does housework at home, and she got up early this morning to help knead bread and dumplings, and she knows something about it.

Boss Li left after killing the chicken, and the five women quickly cleaned up the chicken.

Xiao Hong put all the packed chickens into the big steel pot, and added the packing bag, and then she was free and started to do homework when she was free.

Zhao Youzhen's originally impetuous mood became inexplicably calmer when she saw the three of them doing their homework.

Wu Julan also sat on the side, and began to wash the eggs with hot water, preparing to cook tea eggs.

Although the profit of this tea egg is very thin, no matter how small the mosquito is, it is still meat.

Zhao Youzhen also helped her wash together, and chatted with her by the way.

"Xiao Hong and the others are all sensible." Zhao Youzhen envied: "It would be great if Ruqing could be as sensible as them."

Wu Julan was very proud when she heard this, and she also felt that her daughters were very good, so she smiled and said, "She will be sensible."

Thinking of her daughter's performance yesterday, Zhao Youzhen knew that it would be difficult for her to favor her in a short time.

She resisted the urge to cry, and knew in her heart that at least she would not think of herself until her daughter suffered a loss at the hands of her stepmother.

Thinking about it this way, she expected that Liu Xiaoqing was really pregnant, and also hoped that she would give birth to a son. Only in this way, Liu Xiaoqing dared to straighten her back and embarrass her daughter.

After washing the eggs, Wu Julan thought that everyone from her hometown would come over today, so she must have lunch at home, so she hurried to buy vegetables.

Although Wu Julan is now nearly three months pregnant, women nowadays are really not coquettish at all, and they will not be arrogant at all.

When it was almost ten o'clock, all the Zhao family members came over.

One of Zhao’s daughters is married, and the other is working in a towel factory. The couple and their son came here.

Zhao Er's family came from a family of four.

Zhao San came here in a bullock cart with his parents because of inconvenient legs and feet, and the others came here on bicycles.

In addition to the three people on the bullock cart, they also brought a bunch of white radishes, pumpkins, winter melons, etc., which were piled full.

In addition, I brought some fish and shrimps of different sizes.

Sister-in-law Zhao and Second-sister-in-law Zhao both helped Wu Julan pack the dishes for lunch.

Granny Zhao and the men started talking there.

It may be that Zhao Laosi told his family about the matter when he left, but now everyone is not particularly emotional, and they are starting to discuss the conditions for divorce.

Zhao Youzhen originally thought that she would be very sad and be lost, but now she realized that she had calmed down: "I still need 2000 yuan, otherwise I won't agree to the divorce, and they are the ones who are in a hurry."

Aunt Zhao just came over to pour tea for them, and she couldn't help swallowing when she heard this: "Now it's not only about asking for money from the wife, but also the divorce?"

Grandma Zhao gave her a dissatisfied look: "Shut up if you can't speak."

After finishing speaking, he asked his daughter: "Then where will you live in the future? Is the money you want enough for you to buy a house in the town?"

It's not that she doesn't want her daughter to go home, but that her daughter is a primary school teacher, so she can only live in the town.

For the old man, what worries her most is where will she live after leaving the Yao family?

Zhao Youzhen also thought about it: "You can apply for a room in the school, but I also want to buy a house here. At that time, the first floor can be rented out, and the second floor can be lived by myself."

This is what Xiao Hong reminded her before. It is better to buy a storefront house with so much money, or buy a foundation to build it yourself.

She was also very moved when she thought that the fourth brother's house had to pay three hundred rents a year.

She didn't know that the house here belonged to the fourth brother's house, and she was thinking that she bought a storefront house, and when the house rented by the fourth brother and the others expired, she could move into the house she bought, so that the siblings could still have a care.

When it was time for lunch, Zhao Feifei also rushed over drowsily, smelling the smell of meat, took a deep breath: "Grandpa, grandma, I'm here."

She was on the night shift yesterday, and she didn't get off work until seven o'clock in the morning. She usually sleeps until two or three o'clock in the afternoon, but she didn't want to miss today's excitement, so she specially set the alarm clock to come early.

At noon, there were about a dozen people eating dumplings. I saw them put three square tables together, and put a large pot of stewed tofu with meat bones, two plates of braised small miscellaneous fish, two plates of small fried shrimp, and sliced ​​meat. Braised chicken and pork head meat are really gluttonous, and I suddenly feel that the dumplings in front of me are not delicious.

A regular customer and the owner of the same street joked: "Lao Zhao, why don't you just sell food in the future? We will definitely join in."

Zhao Lao Si laughed: "Isn't there a restaurant on the street? My cooking skills are not as good as the chefs in other restaurants."

As soon as Xiao Hong rolled his eyes, he had an idea, and said with a smile, "Boss Sun, if you really want to eat, you can just make an early reservation in the morning. Is it okay to have home-cooked dishes with one meat and two vegetables for each meal?"

She remembered that Boss Sun sold and repaired electrical appliances.

Of course, there are only various electric fans in his store, as well as TVs and some small electrical appliances such as irons, but they are definitely fat sheep.

Besides, he had two apprentices in the shop, and he could earn more if he wanted to.

What's more, if they ordered meals, other bosses on the street would follow suit.

(End of this chapter)