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

Chapter 190
After eating at He Yongmin's house, Wang Zhaoyang said excitedly, "Xiaoyue, how much money do we have now?"

Ling Yue has always been in charge of the money, and Ling Yue said without thinking: "If you don't count the distribution to Ji Zhongqiu, we still have a total of 6000 yuan in our hands."

Wang Zhaoyang frowned: "It's only fifty-six thousand, the gap is a bit big!"

Ling Yue thinks so.

Fifty-six thousand yuan is indeed a huge sum of money in the countryside.

Nowadays, many self-built houses in rural areas are of brick and tile structure. If you build a two-story house, you can live in it without plastering.

The cost of building such a red brick house is relatively low.

As long as the homestead can be approved, the decoration of the house can be done well for 1 yuan.

But they have ten lands, still in Qingpu City.

It is certainly impossible to build houses in urban areas with only one or two floors like in rural areas. They must build at least three to four floors.

Even if only three floors are built, the cost of a ground-to-air house will be at least 2 yuan, and if it is ten, it will cost 20 yuan.

He Yongling said that he could help negotiate a loan of 10 yuan, so they still have a shortfall of at least [-] to [-] yuan.

"Have you ever thought about what kind of house you want to build?"

In Ling Yue's view, a house with a frame structure must be stronger than a brick house.

But again, the cost is more expensive.

Wang Zhaoyang didn't have any high requirements for the house, and said: "In my opinion, a two-story brick house is enough for us to live in."

Ling Yue looked at him helplessly.

"Zhaoyang, do you know why I bought ten lands?"

If you just build a brick and tile house, wouldn't it be enough to buy three or four?
Why do you have to buy ten rooms with a swollen face to pretend to be fat?

"Didn't you say that the land is valuable?"

"Yes, the land will definitely be valuable in the future." Ling Yue said while walking while carrying things, "You haven't been to Shenzhen City to see the tall buildings over there."

"The tall buildings over there are all built with concrete and steel bars, and the red bricks are only used as partitions."

"They call a house like this a frame structure. If we're going to build it, we've got to keep up with the trends."

Wang Zhaoyang laughed and said, "Do you have to follow the trend when building a house?"

"Of course, and we have to build houses according to our future development."

The two talked while walking. Seeing that the department store was in front of them, Ling Yue said, "Let's go back first and see what parents think."

When they got home, Ling's father and Ling's mother were busy upgrading again. Seeing them coming back, Ling's mother asked, "Xiaoyue, have you eaten yet?"

"have eaten."

Mother Ling put down the cards and poured them a cup of hot water: "Have a cup of tea to drive away the cold."

Ling Yue took the tea and said to Ling Changqing, "Dad, I have something to ask you."

Ling Changqing's eyes never left the poker table. As soon as Ling Qingfeng hit a two of clubs, he immediately used a diamond for two: "Two of clubs."

It wasn't long before she asked Ling Yue, "What do you want to ask?"

"We just went to pay New Year's greetings to Uncle He, and we met his younger sister, He Yongling. She said that if we need money to build a house, we can go to the bank for a loan."

Only then did Ling Changqing take a look at her: "Loan? I think your business is doing well, why do you still need to apply for a loan?"

"It can't be done." Ling Yue said with a wry smile, "The clothing business will return to the off-season after the Chinese New Year. If we want to build a house, we have to get a loan, and the loan is quite a lot."

"How much do you want to borrow?"

Ling Yue stretched out two fingers: "At least that many."

Ling Changqing glanced at her: "Twenty thousand?"

Ling Yue shook her head: "20."

Ling Changqing was frightened: "How much, 20?"

"I counted it on the way back just now. My ten lands need at least this much to build."

"So much money, how will you pay it back in the future?"

Ling Yue looked at the store, which was empty, and said, "The land has been bought, how can we not build it? Now such a good condition is in front of us, and we don't want to lose it."

She thought about it.

Stretching the head is one stroke, shrinking the head is also one stroke.

We have to build a house anyway, why not build it more beautifully?

"We just stood up and measured it. We want to build a frame-style house. Brick and tile houses are not suitable for us."

"But how do you pay back the 20?"

Ling Yue gritted her teeth: "Then we can only expand our business."

It is best to spread the business everywhere, and do what makes money.

For example, Xiaohua said before that she wanted to learn how to take pictures with the owner of the photo studio next door.

Taking pictures is also a very profitable business. As long as someone teaches, you can invest thousands of dollars and wait for the money to be collected.

Another example is the department stores and tapes they sold before.

Especially tapes, she sold out in one day when her business was at its best.

As long as it is not illegal or criminal, Ling Yue wants to try it again.

Ling Yue still understands the reason why eggs can't just be put in one basket.

Even Ling Changqing can be used by her.

They don't have any other skills, but it's perfectly fine to open a tape rental shop for them.

"Xiaoyue, you have to think clearly. I think you are very tired now. If you expand your business, what should you do if you lose money?"

Ling Yue frowned and sighed: "What can I do, I can only bite the bullet and rush up."

Ling Changqing sighed: "Then you have to think clearly, your mother and I are incompetent people and can't help you much. If you lose money, how will you make a comeback?"

"Dad, I have to try it anyway." Ling Yue said firmly, "There are few restaurants now. If the West Railway Station starts work, I can set up a small stall there to sell food."

Wang Zhaoyang stared at her with wide eyes: "Xiaoyue, why do you always think it's time to come out?"

Selling rice, how did she say it?

"I make money from my own labor, why can't I do it?"

Ling Yue was very confident, "If it wasn't for fear of your disagreement, I would have wanted to open a hot pot restaurant when winter first came."

It's not impossible to open a hot pot restaurant now, but it's just that the beginning of spring is getting warmer, and it's simply impossible to open a hot pot restaurant now.

"Didn't you still talk about the loan just now? Why did you mention the hot pot restaurant again?"

Ling Yue grinned: "I just want to say that people are forced out. If you don't force yourself, how do you know where your potential is?"

"So have you thought about what to do?"

Ling Yue sighed and shook her head: "There are so many ideas, I really don't know where to start."

Wang Zhaoyang was suffocated, and helplessly cast his eyes on the cards in Ling Qingfeng's hand.

The whole family was sitting around playing cards when a familiar voice suddenly sounded outside the door: "Happy New Year, everyone."

Everyone looked around and saw Ji Zhongqiu wearing a pair of toad mirrors, combing his hair back, and standing in the doorway with a briefcase in his hand.

"Ji Zhongqiu, when did you come back?"

Ling Yue shouted in surprise, and snatched the card from Ling Xiaohua again, "What are you doing in a daze, pour tea!"

(End of this chapter)