good old days

After school started, Jiang Xinyu only had time to go to the shop once a week. Every day, she would leave a fixed amount of twenty yuan in change in the shop as change. Wang Sumei would get the remaining business money back, count it and write it down in the account book. Lock it in a drawer.

The largest denomination is 10 yuan in unity, and there are 5,200 yuan in the drawer. If they didn't give the yard 2,000 yuan, they would have more than 7,000 yuan in hand.

Jiang Xinyu tied the money with a rubber band and put it all into her schoolbag. She said to her mother-in-law: "Mom, I used the money in your passbook to give you two thousand back first, and the remaining part will be used for next time." Purchase the goods. I've done the calculations in the ledger. If you have any questions, just ask me."

She thought it would be useful to ask her mother-in-law to count money and register it every day. At least her mother-in-law would be able to look at the accounts now.

Wang Sumei felt that her son and daughter-in-law had divided the accounts with her very clearly, so she waved her hand and said, "I asked you to keep that passbook because I asked you to take care of the family's accounts. I can rest assured that you can keep all the money at home."

She is not afraid of her daughter-in-law giving money to her parents' family. The daughter-in-law's parents' family is Xiaochuan who came here halfway. Chen Xiuyun's salary is enough to support two people. She is not someone who would ask her daughter for money. If something happens, she can help. It should be.

We are all one family, and if the daughter-in-law is not dissatisfied, the family relationship will be more harmonious.

"I was watching TV before, and in which province I came from, someone in the village contracted a pig farm and raised pigs to a household worth ten thousand yuan."

Jiang Xinyu said with a smile: "Next month our family will be worth 10,000 yuan."

The store has been open for less than three months, and sales have already exceeded 10,000, but the purchase of goods and various expenses have left them with less money.

There was regret in Wang Sumei's eyes, "If I were still in the village, I would also contract the team's pig farm and raise a hundred pigs. By the end of the year, my household would be worth 10,000 yuan."

She was really sorry. After raising pigs in the team for so many years, she was best at raising pigs.

Jiang Xinyu slung the cloth bag containing money in front of her body and picked up the child. "Mom, go save the money first, and then go to the store."

The gap in the passbook is less than 2,000, which will be fully filled next month.

In the open space behind the market shop, Jin Fuhai and his wife Zhang Qiaoqiao were busy working behind the scenes.

An oversized iron pot was propped on the ground, and the aroma of frying badam wafted far away.

When there were not many customers in the store, Song Yahui came to Wang Sumei at the back and said that there were rats in the warehouse. The badam had been chewed a lot, and several bags had been chewed open.

Jiang Xinyu's first reaction was to get a cat and keep it in the warehouse, and make a nest for it inside to ensure that the mice would not dare to run rampant again.

While Wang Sumei was scolding the mouse, the old man delivering peanuts rode a tricycle to the door.

The tricycle was packed to the brim and tied up with ropes.

I said before that I would send a few dozen kilograms first, but in the end, one truck pulled over more than two hundred kilograms.

Wang Sumei was dumbfounded. Didn't the old man say last time that it was not easy to harvest dozens of kilograms? After all, every household doesn't grow much of this stuff in their private plots.

The old man rubbed his hands and laughed and said: "I asked around in our village and the neighboring village, and everyone at home is willing to sell it. It's not easy to go to the city. It takes more than three hours of riding. It's not easy to borrow a car. Your store They specialize in selling dried fruits, so there must be a lot of goods, right?"

The purchase price in the shop here is 40 cents, and the unified purchase price is 38 cents. He paid others 38 cents and 50 cents. People in the village were willing to sell the extra 5 cents to him. He didn't have enough money, so he borrowed a lot.

He calculated, if everything went well, he would make this trip to deliver all the goods, and he would earn 1.5 cents per kilogram, three yuan for 100 kilograms, and six yuan for 200 kilograms. This trip would be really worth it. Earn a lot of money. "Our store does not disapprove of the large quantity of goods, but we have to look at the quality of your peanuts." Jiang Xinyu asked Song Yahui to unload the goods first, weigh them, and then pick them out, and then subtract the ones that were picked out.

The old man and Song Yahui carried the bag together, "Don't worry, these peanuts are dry in the sun, and there is no soil. I picked through the bad and shriveled ones before collecting them."

After weighing, it was 248 kilograms in total. I poured it on a large dustpan and pulled it for a while, and a total of one kilogram was picked out that was obviously problematic.

Jiang Xinyu paid 198 yuan for the goods and went out, and the old man made seven yuan for the trip.

The old man was excited after receiving the money. In the past, when he carried goods to the city to sell peanuts, he could sell several yuan a day, but he had to stay up early and stay up late all day long. Sitting in front of the stall, he was inevitably anxious. He would not be able to sell the goods for that day. After finishing it, I have to carry it back again.

It's fine now. If he only collects goods and sells them to stores in the future, he won't have to worry about setting up a stall and sitting in the stall every day to make people miserable.

After the payment was settled, Jiang Xinyu asked: "Are these the peanuts grown in your private land?"

Her family dares to collect peanuts from private land, but if it is from public land, they cannot collect it, but asking after paying for it is just an afterthought.

The old man stuffed the money back into his pocket, "Each family owns their own land. Every household doesn't grow much. There are people growing sunflowers in other villages. If you want them, I'll go and collect them."

Wang Sumei nodded without hesitation, "As long as the quality is good, my shop will accept peanuts, melon seeds and walnuts. If there are hairy chestnuts, we will also accept them."

A dried fruit shop with more varieties will be more attractive to customers.

Every household in the city doesn't have much share of peanuts and melon seeds every month, so they are definitely easy to sell in shops.

Jin Fuhai already had the consciousness of being a shop assistant and said, "I'll fry a pot of peanuts in a while, right?"

All he has been speculating on in the past few days is badam, and the stocks he has produced are enough to sell for many days.

Wang Sumei nodded, thinking that the taste of his fried peanuts was no different from badam, but she didn't expect to be shocked by the taste after it came out of the pot.

The salty type has a slightly spicy taste. Although the spicy taste is not strong, it is really fragrant and different.

Seeing that she liked it, Jin Fuhai took the opportunity to say: "This is with the shell. If it is fried without the shell, it will taste more fragrant and spicy. I can't stop eating it. It's best to go with wine! My dad makes it every Chinese New Year Fry a pot, boss, do you want to do that? Anyone who eats that will get a thumbs up!"

Wang Sumei: "You need to use oil? Do you need to peel the shells? There are a lot of seasonings used. What is the appropriate selling price?"

She wasn't very willing to do it. The store could just sell these dried fruits and fry them with oil. Where did she get a large amount of oil?

Seeing that she was not very interested, Jin Fuhai had no choice but to give it up and said, "Then I'll fry a pot for you during the Chinese New Year and let it sit for the Chinese New Year."

At noon, Grandma Zhang came to the shop and delivered Ding Changhai's letter to Shitou Hutong.

Jiang Xinyu invited her to sit down and eat peanuts, and asked her if her granddaughter had found a job.

Grandma Zhang shook her head and muttered: "The Educated Youth Office arranged a street sweeping job and she didn't want to do it. I asked her to sell shoes and mats, but she didn't go either. She said she saw a small advertisement posted somewhere and she could give me tutoring lessons. To make money, now she wants to watch primary school students as tutors for homework, and set up a small class..."