Chapter 9

Su Mingxian didn't know about Shen Chi's plan, and it was even more impossible to wait for him to pick him up at home.

Now that I have more than 800 yuan in my hand, there is still money left besides travel expenses.

But she can't sit and eat empty mountains. After all, this little money is not enough to see in the Shanghai stock market. She has to find a way to make money quickly, and she has been a housewife all her life.

From their hometown to the Shanghai stock market, it is more than 2000 kilometers, and it takes several days to ride the train alone, just to make some money along the way.

Time is running out, she has to hurry up and go to Zhenshan to see what ingredients to buy. As for clothes and so on, they are all junk, and she can buy new ones after earning money.

Xiangyang Village is only about twelve minutes away from Hongqi Town. The road is not far away. There are old walls and earth-colored houses, and there are not many brick and tile houses.

The only eye-catching building is the supply and marketing cooperative, but now they have all become self-employed businesses.

Su Mingxian bought [-] catties of flour in one go, some white sesame seeds, black sesame seeds, peanuts, sugar, soybean oil, lard, etc., and various tools, all in a pile.

In the blink of an eye, I spent more than 100 yuan, but I feel sorry for her, but Su Mingxian is confident that the money will be doubled soon.

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, why are you here? Why, why did you buy so many things?"

The person who spoke was a tanned kid, simple-minded, stuttering a bit, and looked in his early twenties.

Su Mingxian was a little dazed, "You are?"

Don't blame her, I really can't remember who it is, and the kid immediately said: "Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, I am a black son, we, we belong to the same village, village, the east of the village."

Only then did Su Mingxian remember something, "Oh, I remembered, your mother is Aunt Cuihua?"

"Yes, yes—" Huzi nodded vigorously, "Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, I drove the bullock cart to help you move it?"

It was only then that Su Mingxian remembered that the current grain and oil store did not deliver goods at all, and she was a little embarrassed, and before she could speak, Heizi had already neatly carried all the things on the bullock cart.

Su Mingxian: "."

"Thank you, Heizi."

She didn't talk nonsense, and directly took the children into the bullock cart.

Heizi's family lived in a remote location in the east of the village, and there were few people coming and going. If she moved these things back to Shen's house, there would be too many people. If she put them in Heizi's house, it would save a lot of trouble.

Fortunately, Aunt Cuihua is warm-hearted and sincere, and everyone in the whole village knows everyone.

"Hey, what's the matter? You can use the pot at home as you like, and you can pay for whatever you want, but Xiao Su, you have made so much money. What if you lose money? It's all money."

While frying the noodles in the pot, Su Mingxian said: "Don't worry, Aunt Cuihua, I know this well."

"That's fine, hey, you guys are good at reading and your brains are active, hey, what is this made, why is it so delicious?"

Without stopping, Su Mingxian put the crushed sesame seeds, crushed peanuts, and white sugar in one by one, and said while frying: "Aunt Cuihua, this is oil tea noodles, this pot will be ready soon, boil some water in a while , make some for you to taste."

"Hey, I don't want to eat such an expensive thing, it's a waste to eat it for me, and I have to sell it for money."

Aunt Cuihua shook her head vigorously, while Su Mingxian said with a smile: "Everything here is made by myself, don't be polite to me, and help me taste it by the way."

(End of this chapter)

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