good old days

Grandma Zhang's words sounded reasonable, but after thinking about it, Luo Chaosheng still felt that he couldn't do that.

No matter what, Liu Fengxi still left a heir for his comrade-in-arms. If he made life difficult for Duoduo's family, he would still be unkind after all.

Wang Sumei said: "If it doesn't work, go back to Xinjiang Province quickly. If you leave, where will she go to have a child?"

Grandma Zhang said the essence in one sentence, "I looked at her because I wanted to take Duoduo back and go to the streets with her to beg for money. If I could stop her family from thinking about it, would she still be thinking about taking the child back?"

Raising a child means consuming a lot of food. Isn't it a burden to Liu Fengxi's family?

Jiang Xinyu thought Grandma Zhang was so wise, so she nodded and said: "You are right, she obviously has hands and feet, and there is land at home, but she goes to the streets every day to beg for money, and the village doesn't have any objection?"

Song Yahui: "It doesn't seem like it's a crime to beg on the streets? Reporting her is useless."

Grandma Zhang: "It's no use and we can't let them stay like that. If everyone imitates her family, who will seriously earn money by working with their hands?"

...

Everyone was talking about ideas, and Luo Chaosheng was a little uncomfortable. He had never told anyone about Duoduo's life experience. Suddenly, everyone knew about it because of Liu Fengxi.

He tapped his fingers on the table and asked: "Does any of you know the reporter from the newspaper? I have an idea and I need someone to help me go to Jinshun's village."

Jiang Xinyu had gone to see Senior Brother Yang Rong from Oriental Newspaper Company, and they had some kind of friendship. After all, they were in the same school, but she always asked for help, which made her feel a little embarrassed.

But Uncle Luo had just helped her family, so he had to help her if he could.

"I know the staff of Oriental Newspaper. Uncle, what do you want to do?"

Luo Chaosheng told him his plan, and Chen Yi said, "I'll go take a look at it."

Jiang Xinyu: "I will go with you to find Editor Yang early tomorrow morning."

After the meal was finished, everyone talked for a while before leaving.

Jiang Xinyu sorted out today's money, wrote down the account, and then Chen Yi took the account book.

In the early morning, he called Abudu and ordered three tons of raisins at a price of 70 cents. He also replenished the stock of dried figs and cantaloupe. The money and freight had been remitted by wire transfer at the post office. Abudu said that he would not arrange delivery until he received the money.

Chen Yi had no choice. The last negotiation between them and Abu was very good. A cooperation established basic trust, but without seeing the payment and freight, he would not take the risk to advance money to them.

I'm not sure how much the freight is, but it will be invoiced when the goods are delivered to the capital. This account will not be confusing. The freight he gave is based on the last unit price as an example, and a little more is added on the corresponding basis.

He recorded the payment and freight charges in the account book, and then gave the passbook to his mother, "I will top up the money in the passbook for you next time you pay. I won't need this passbook in the future."

The prices of dried fruits are not low. Taking into account the freight, each product has at least double the profit. Moreover, the purchase price of the first batch of 1 ton 6 old goods is only 30 cents, but the selling price is 2.8 yuan. Excluding the loss of tasting, If all the first batch of goods is sold, the return should be around 6,500 yuan.

Wang Sumei didn't take the bankbook back, "Just let Xinyu keep it. You don't need to tell me if you want to use the money."

If the daughter-in-law is in charge of the family's money, the relationship between the family will be more harmonious.

She covered her heart and said, "I just feel uncomfortable watching it."

"It's only been open for two days, and we sell a lot every day, but why don't we make any money?"

Jiang Xinyu shook the thick wad of money in her hand and asked with a smile, "Isn't this earned?"

Wang Sumei shook her head and sighed, "I spent several thousand yuan again today, and I didn't earn as much as I spent." Jiang Xinyu was just about to say that you have to invest in doing business, and it will take time to get back the money, when she heard her mother-in-law shaking her head and yelling. He stood up and said, "Where's the money? We've purchased the goods. Where's the goods? We've sold them. Where's the money from the sales? We've purchased the goods again. Then I really can't figure out whether we make any money or not!"

Jiang Xinyu: "..."

Chen Yi: “…”

The shouting was rhythmic and emotional, which sounded interesting.

Chen Yi took the account book and wanted to settle the accounts for her mother, so that she could clearly understand how long it would take to get back the money and make a profit based on the situation in the past two days. Once she knew it, she would no longer sing "I really calculate it" Unclear" words.

"Mom, look, let's add up all the costs first, and then calculate the estimated..."

Wang Sumei waved her hand: "I won't read it. Don't tell me. I get a headache just looking at those numbers."

She didn't know that she could still settle accounts worth several thousand dollars.

During this period of time, she was not at all at ease. She was afraid of losing money before, but now she was thinking about when she could make money. She was in a daze when she looked at the account books. People in the village were very tight on every penny, but now she could make money. The bill was worth hundreds or even thousands of dollars, and the money in her pocket was running low. She said she was making money, but she turned out to be even poorer.

Jiang Xinyu persuaded: "Mom, you must be able to settle accounts every day in the store from now on."

Wang Sumei said: "As long as I have you, I will sort out the money and bring it back every day, and fill in the day's income in the table you drew. As for the rest, we will talk about it later."

Jiang Xinyu nodded, "That's okay. I'll teach you slowly in the future."

While applying cream on the child, she asked Chen Yi how the house search was going.

Chen Yi said: "Do you know about Hui Lin Street?"

Jiang Xinyu shook her head and nodded, "I think I've heard of it, but I can't tell where."

"That area is many blocks away from Dongfeng Market. You have to pass by it on the path from the market to school. Construction of the market is under construction. The planned area is not small. I asked about the situation. In addition to the facade, there are also warehouses. , I’m thinking of renting a warehouse there, and preferably a storefront as well.”

Jiang Xinyu was convinced, "If you take too big a step, it's easy to pull..." Seeing her mother-in-law's eyes turning around, she cleared her throat and said, "Well, if we rent a store, we don't have reliable manpower to do it."

Wang Sumei nodded, stretched out her finger and poked Chen Yi's shoulder, "Xinyu is right, let's build this shop first."

Chen Yi nodded, "I know, I just want to occupy the position first. If I don't do it myself, I can rent it to others."

Most of the facade houses on the street belong to state-owned units. Even if the units leave their facades empty, they will not rent them out to outsiders. Needless to say, the stalls in the built markets are very popular.

"The temporary market can't be built well. When the next batch of goods comes, it will still be piled in the yard? Can it be piled up?"

It’s really worrying just thinking about it, when can houses be bought and sold? If you have a big yard at home, why wouldn't it be more convenient?

Chen Yi shook his head: "Theoretically, it can't be piled up, but there must be a way for the car to reach the mountain."

Jiang Xinyu: Very good, now you are starting to do unplanned things!

...

After finishing the business matters, she started to make reading materials again. The dim light bulb was on until twelve o'clock, and the only sound in the house and courtyard was the sound of snoring. Although she felt tired when lying on the bed, she felt extremely satisfied.