Traveling through the Eighth Five-Year Plan: Starting from selling fruit at a stall

Ling Yue took off the skirt and put it away, "Sister Huang, you have helped me a lot. If it weren't for you, I would definitely not be able to do it today."

She did it alone, and she didn't make it, but with a master by her side, she didn't know how much trouble was saved.

Fortunately, she and the director of the horse factory asked for an extra day, but now it seems that this move is completely unnecessary.

Huang Guixiang touched the skirt, looked her up and down again, and said, "Don't tell me, this skirt matches your clothes quite well."

Ling Yue glanced at her clothes.

She was wearing a light gray cotton coat and a newly made plaid skirt, which looked really good at first glance.

"Yes, what did I say, skirts are also suitable for winter."

"I'll make one tomorrow too, why don't you go back after dinner here?"

"No, the one at home is still waiting for me to go back and do it." Ling Yue quickly packed up her things, "Sister Huang, I'll go there first."

"Okay, slow down on the road."

"Ugh!"

When she got home, she saw Ji Zhongqiu sitting by the stove warming up.

Ling Yue flung the skirt in front of him triumphantly, "Look, who says I can't make it?"

Seeing the skirt, Ji Zhongqiu seemed to see some new land, and said, "Sister, did you really make a skirt?"

"Yes."

Ling Yue happily went to the back room to change into a skirt, came to the full-length mirror, and looked in the mirror.

This is the first time she has made a skirt after time travel. It seems that her craftsmanship has not been lost, but Huang Guixiang's iron is broken, and the skirt has not been ironed, and it does not look very smooth.

However, Ling Yue is very satisfied to be able to achieve this level.

"Sister, I want it too." Ling Xiaohua's eyes lit up, "I like this dress."

"I'll give it to you if you want it, anyway, I don't like to wear it." Ling Yue said, "But I can give it to you the day after tomorrow, so bear with it for another two days."

Ling Xiaohua knew about the bet she had made with Factory Manager Ma, and she didn't object, she nodded happily.

Going into the room to change her skirt, she saw Tongtong sitting under the quilt watching TV, she subconsciously asked, "Tongtong, have you finished your homework today?"

Tongtong looked up at her: "It's finished. The teacher said, if it's still snowing tomorrow, let's warm up at home."

Ling Yue responded.

Today's children are not resistant to frost, unlike later generations, but when it rains harder, they will ask for a lot of leave.

"Okay, let's go out for dinner, my aunt made you your favorite potato shreds today."

Tongtong pursed her lips and said dissatisfiedly: "Mom, can you tell my aunt that I'm already tired of eating shredded potatoes, so why don't you ask her to make another dish tomorrow?"

Ling Yue said: "Didn't Tongtong love to eat potato shreds the most before, why did she not want to eat it so soon?"

"I really like to eat, but my aunt's cooking is not as delicious as my mother's."

Ling Yue patted her little head: "Okay, then will mom make it for you tomorrow? Let's still eat my aunt's cooking today."

Although there are greenhouse vegetables now, many summer vegetables are not available due to underdeveloped technology.

So much so that the variety of dishes served on her family's table is still pitiful.

The most frequent ones are still the old three: cabbage, radish and potato.

But Tongtong is growing again now, and Ling Yue will cut some meat and buy some tofu every now and then. As for the dried vegetables brought from her hometown, she didn't prepare jars, fearing that they would be broken, Ling Yue would put them away early Those dishes are all finished.

After the meal, Wang Zhaoyang turned into Teacher Wang again and began to give lectures to the two sisters of the Ling family.

Teach them multiplication today.

He wrote down the multiplication formulas from four to nine on the blackboard and memorized the two of them by heart.

Ling Yue was helpless.

In order to make herself look more illiterate, she actually wanted to learn with Ling Xiaohua from the simplest "one, two, three".

What made her speechless even more was that Wang Zhaoyang didn't understand pinyin, and the letters written by Tongtong were like heavenly scriptures to him.

He used phonetic symbols.

This hurt Ling Yue.

In contrast, she is more accustomed to using pinyin.

Although the individual phonetic symbols, after Wang Zhaoyang's tutoring, she could barely understand them.

But combined together, it is a holy book to her.

So, she started to play badly and just didn't learn.

Wang Zhaoyang persuaded her earnestly, saying that if you don't learn pinyin, you won't be able to learn Chinese characters well, so she directly asked Tongtong to teach pinyin to Wang Zhaoyang.

How could Wang Zhaoyang know pinyin? On the contrary, she was so frightened by her amazing operation that she no longer dared to talk nonsense, so that she could learn whichever she liked.

Although Tongtong has just started to learn pinyin, she is still very good at learning pinyin. When Wang Zhaoyang reads it, she can write it out quickly and well.

With Tongtong as a shield, Ling Yue is much more relaxed.

But Ling Xiaohua is suffering. Like Wang Zhaoyang, she has been exposed to phonetic notation before, but she hasn't touched it for so many years, and she has almost forgotten it. It means that she is learning all over again now.

When she saw Lingyue and Tongtong learning pinyin together, she wanted to learn it too, but she couldn't resist Wang Zhaoyang's ferocious methods and forced her to learn pinyin.

Ling Yue could only pretend not to see it.

After Wang Zhaoyang wrote the multiplication formula on the blackboard, he asked the two of them to read it.

Ling Xiaohua stumbled while reading, Ling Yue naturally couldn't surpass her.

How she read, Ling Yue also read accordingly.

Wang Zhaoyang saw that they were not very attentive, so he told them that they had to memorize all the multiplication formulas from four to nine today, and start from the beginning tomorrow.

Ling Xiaohua wailed, but Ling Yue looked relaxed.

Ling Yue is very shrewd.

She said it would take two days from the manager of the horse factory, but she didn't go there the next day.I just waited until the third day to pass.

When she put the skirt in front of the director of the horse factory, the director of the horse factory was so surprised that he could stuff an egg into his mouth.

"You actually made the skirt?"

Ling Yue said proudly: "That's natural. Since I said it, I must do it."

Factory Manager Ma checked it carefully and said, "Except that there is no ironing, everything else is done perfectly."

Ling Yue said embarrassedly: "It's not that I don't want to iron, but that I don't have an iron at home."

There is no way to iron clothes without an iron.

Director Ma nodded, and immediately made a decision: "Well, since you finished the skirt within the time I set, you can come to the director's office of the second factory directly to find me tomorrow."

"Whether you want off-the-shelf goods or other goods, I can give you an appropriate discount."

Ling Yue nodded excitedly: "Thank you so much."

Coming out of Li Zhonghua's house, Ling Yue felt that the cold air was sweet.

She is also very anxious now.

Although fewer people come out on snowy days, it doesn't mean that no one comes out.

In the past two days, Ji Zhongqiu's business has also dropped a lot, and the sales are only two or three hundred yuan a day, but her shop is selling better than him.

After all, she was next to the department store, where the flow of people was.

"Zhaoyang, I'm going to buy a chicken to cook in hot pot, how about it?"

Wang Zhaoyang shook his head: "Let's forget it, there is no hot pot at home."

"Why does it have to be hot pot?" Ling Yue looked at him, "Can't we use a cooking pot?"

"How can a frying pan be used as a hot pot? You better stop joking."

"Who says it's not possible?" Ling Yue said, "Believe me once, I'm sure I can make hot pot."

The stove used to warm the fire in the store also burns briquettes.

When the time comes, put the wok on the stove, sit around the wok, boil cabbage, cook sliced ​​meat, etc., it's all good.

And the stove is a perfect match in winter, how can you stop eating because there is no hot pot?

Seeing that she spoke sincerely, Wang Zhaoyang said, "You don't believe me when I tell you, so let me ask you, how do you make hot pot?"

"You can refute me when I'm done." Ling Yue said with a grin, "Let's buy more vegetables."