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

Chapter 62
Sure enough, time travel kills people, and if one is not careful, there will always be more or less times when he is in trouble.

Ling Yue was already cautious enough, but she still made a wrong mistake in front of Wang Zhaoyang.

"I..." Ling Yue's mind was spinning, and soon he thought of a saying: "I learned it from Qingfeng."

Ling Qingfeng is the younger brother of the original owner Ling Xiaoyue, 22 years old this year.Due to the poverty of the family, she stumbled and stumbled through primary school, but she was the most educated of the three Ling sisters.

"I don't believe it. I've read Qingfeng's handwriting, and I can be sure that his handwriting is definitely not as good as yours."

Ling Yue had no choice but to play tricks: "I only know these few words in total, so stop laughing at me!"

Wang Zhaoyang looked at her handwriting seriously, and shook his head: "No, you can't write such beautiful handwriting without more than ten years of skills. Even I, I can't write your artistic conception. Xiaoyue, you Is there something you are hiding from me?"

"I've never seen you hold a pen before."

Ling Yue had no choice but to use her trump card - she grabbed his ear: "How many times do you want me to say it, maybe I can still lie to you!"

Wang Zhaoyang bared his teeth in pain, begging for mercy repeatedly: "Take it easy, if you pull my ear again, you will pull it off."

"Mom, what should I wear tonight?"

The two were arguing, and Tongtong kicked on the slippers from the bathtub and walked in, asking with a smile.

As if Ling Yue was about to receive an amnesty, she quickly lost her pen and found some clothes from the bedroom to change for Tong Tong.

After Ling Yue dressed Tongtong and came out, Wang Zhaoyang was still studying her writing.

Ling Yue had no choice but to divert his attention and said, "Zhaoyang, I still decided to decorate."

"I've measured it. The length of the store is eight meters, the width is four meters, and the height is three meters five. How many bags of lime do you want?"

Wang Zhaoyang picked up a pen and began to calculate: "A bag of lime is fifty catties, and generally one hundred catties of lime can cover ten square meters."

"There are two facades in our store, and there are more than 140 square meters to be painted. It takes about [-] packs of lime. We prepare a difference of [-] packs. We would rather have more than less."

"What about sand and cement?"

"We can do without cement and sand if we don't do the floor."

Wang Zhaoyang thought for a while, and said, "Leave this matter to me, even a woman like you can't do this."

"That's good." Since he took the initiative to do it, Ling Yue was also happy to relax, "I'll leave it to you and you won't go to work?"

He half-jokingly and half-seriously said: "Just take two days off, you can make money so much, it doesn't make much sense if I don't go to this class."

Ling Yue's head is full of black lines, men really can't get used to it.

He has only done business for a few days and made a few dollars, so he doesn't want to go to work anymore.

She looked at him with contempt: "Can you be a little bit promising?"

"Xiaoyue, let me tell you the truth, I really have this plan. Although my job is a solid job, the efficiency in our factory is getting worse and worse. I still have more than 40 yuan in salary in July. I have to work overtime every day this month, and the salary I got may not be 40 yuan."

"How could this be?"

Wang Zhaoyang glanced out the window, went to the balcony and poured the glowing bath water into a bucket, carried it downstairs and poured it out.

When he came back, he closed the door and said to Ling Yue solemnly: "There is a rumor that the machinery factory may not be able to survive."

Ling Yue stared at him with wide eyes. He never told himself about the machinery factory before, but he never thought that he would take the initiative to tell him about it. It turned out that the machinery factory was going to close down?

"What are your plans?"

"When your business is stable, I'll apply for a suspension without pay. If it's approved, we'll open another store. You can see one, and I'll see one, okay?"

"You want to go into the sea?" Ling Yue's face was full of disbelief, "What if the factory doesn't let people go?"

"Then resign." Wang Zhaoyang said indifferently, "Although I may not be eloquent in business, it depends on human effort."

"Okay, since you have this plan, don't mention it to anyone. After Tongtong enters school, we will move things to the store little by little."

Fortunately, there are houses, kitchens and bathrooms in the store, so you can just move there, and you don't need to rent an extra house.

"Then it's settled, but in this way, you will have to walk a long way to go to night school."

"It's okay, just take it as exercise." Ling Yue shrugged, "I'll buy two beds and put them in the store tomorrow."

Tongtong is five years old, and it's time to sleep in separate beds.

The next day, Ling Yue led Tongtong to the machinery factory staff primary school to enroll Tongtong. Since the relevant procedures were complete, it didn't take much effort to sign up.

I took Tongtong around the school again to let her get acquainted with the environment, and told her that there would be classmates playing with her every Monday to Saturday, and that she would follow me to the store on Sundays. Tongtong nodded obediently.

It was past ten o'clock when I got home, Ling Yue simply cooked the meal, left it for Wang Zhaoyang and Lao Hu, and carried the rest to the store in a vegetable basket.

When we got to the store, it was already twelve o'clock.

Ji Zhongqiu brought back all the display racks and hung up the clothes. Although it was close to noon, the store was overcrowded.

Seeing Ling Yue coming, the three of Ji Zhongqiu were busy walking around, even the landlord's aunt was guarding the door, for fear of losing a piece of clothing.

Ling Yue put down the basket and immediately plunged into the intense battle.

It was not until 01:30 in the afternoon that everyone got a chance to breathe.

Chen Zhaodi looked at Ling Yue with aggrieved expression: "Sister Xiaoyue, why didn't you come earlier!"

Ling Yue didn't expect that there would be so many people today, so she said, "I thought school started today, and everyone sent their children to sign up."

If she had known this was the case, she would have come even if Wang Zhaoyang asked for leave.

The landlord's aunt said: "You didn't open the door yesterday. If you had opened the door yesterday, the clothes in your store would have been sold out long ago!"

Ling Yue looked at her inexplicably, and the aunt said: "Yesterday, many people came here to buy clothes because of their reputation. They all said that the clothes in your store are new in style, good in quality, and comfortable to wear. If you can't find you, come to me. But it makes me tired."

Ling Yue frowned thoughtfully: "Could it be because school has started?"

But she has never heard that the start of school has such a big impact on the clothing industry!
"Almost." Pandi took a sip of water, "Many people bring their children to buy clothes, but the clothes in our store are all women's clothes, and there are no children's clothes at all."

"Miss Xiaoyue, quickly check how many clothes are still in stock. If you are in a hurry, you can quickly buy another batch and come back. You can't waste such a good opportunity."

Makes sense!
"Well, eat first, I'll bring you food."

After finishing speaking, she said to her aunt embarrassingly: "Auntie, you and uncle haven't eaten, I'll go buy you a box lunch."

She didn't know that the landlord's aunt would also come to help, and she only cooked meals for six people.

It's really not enough for six people to eat for eight people.

(End of this chapter)