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Chapter 45: Very Welcome
Gu Dongqing chuckled, pretended not to hear, and rode his tricycle towards his house. The neighbor who was left standing aside looked very embarrassed.
Jiang Mingyue was on the tricycle. She smiled when she heard this and said, this is a small business I do. Dumplings cost ten cents each. Auntie, do you want to help me with my business?”
A businessman…” No matter how thick-skinned the neighbor is, she is too embarrassed to worry about other people’s business. She smiled, scratched her head and said she was full, and she would help him next time, then turned around and walked to the other side.
Jiang Mingyue didn’t take her words to heart.
Gu Dongqing rode his bicycle and pulled the old lady home, opened the door and let the old lady go in to rest. The layout of his yard is almost exactly the same as that of Dong’s house next door.
Opposite the door is a large three-bay tile-roofed house, on the right is Gu Dongqing’s room, and across the hall to the left is the guest room.
The guest room is neatly tidied, and the old lady can stay here as soon as she comes over.
Grandma, you rest at home first. Mingyue and I will go out and be back in a while.” Gu Dongqing settled the old lady before going out.
They closed the courtyard door and planned to go to the school to set up a stall.
But as soon as Gu Dongqing helped her onto the tricycle, a neighbor came to ask her how she sold the dumplings.
Jiang Mingyue answered with a smile, “Fried ones cost a dime each, and raw ones cost a dime each.”
Their place is in the middle of the country, and dumplings are some of the northern food here, but there are fewer of them.
Jiang Mingyue also found out about it after she saw Dong Yumei bring it back from the big city once in the Dong family after her death.
Today’s small town residents don’t know much about dumplings.
Hearing Jiang Mingyue’s words, they asked in confusion, how to make these raw dumplings? Do they all need to be fried?
You can also make soup, add water to the pot, and when the water is almost boiling, put the dumplings in…” Jiang Mingyue does not do anything to sell food on the spur of the moment, but after careful consideration at home, research I learned several ways to eat it and then put it out to set up a stall.
Take dumplings for example. These days, their family eats dumplings for every meal. Fried, steamed, boiled, all available.
She introduced how to eat it to her neighbor in great detail. The neighbor nodded and bought one for one yuan with a wave of his hand.
I’ll buy a dollar first and have to go home and try it. If it tastes good, I’ll talk to you next time.”
The neighbor smiled and said, “If you marry Dongzi in the future, it will be convenient for us to buy things.”
This is a kind aunt. Jiang Mingyue also smiled. When packing dumplings, he packed an extra dumpling for her and did not deny that he was going to marry Gu Dongqing.
Okay, Auntie, when you get back, take it out and spread it on the plate. If you don’t know how to cook it, come back to me.”
Hey, okay, okay.” Auntie took the dumplings, paid for them, and said a few words in succession. Good.
At this time, he sold twenty dumplings and earned one yuan. Jiang Mingyue was full of confidence in the next business.
She put the money in the small bamboo box used to store money, then carefully closed the box, hugged the box, patted it, and told Gu Dongqing to leave quickly.
Gu Dongqing looked at her with a smile on his face. “My little moon is so powerful.”
Jiang Mingyue glanced sideways at the tall man next to her, a little disgusted that he was too exaggerated.
What I earn is just hard work, far less than you real business people.” The small business she does by setting up a stall really cannot compare with Gu Dongqing and the others.
Gu Dongqing smiled and touched her hair, “You are already better than many people.” If an ordinary person had encountered something like Jiang Mingyue, he would have been in despair.
Even if she could barely get through it, it would be impossible to be as optimistic and positive as she was.
Jiang Mingyue clicked her tongue, “Have you never heard that being a mother means being strong? If I don’t work hard, who will help me raise the child in my belly?”
Well, there is me.” When the child was mentioned, the man’s eyebrows became more gentle and caring.
Jiang Mingyue curled her lips. Didn’t she know that he was the man that night before? Without knowing who the other party was, she naturally made a plan to carry everything alone.
But fortunately, God was very kind to her, allowing her to find out the child’s biological father accidentally. They were not wild children with unknown origins…
The two of them rode tricycles to the town middle school and the central primary school.
Jiang Mingyue, who originally thought of doing another business when the students were out of school, did not expect that all the six hundred dumplings had been bought before they reached the entrance of the middle school.
Her little bamboo box was full of money.
The last dumpling was sold, and she couldn’t wait to let Gu Dongqing go home. She had to go back and count the money.
There are a lot of things on sale today. In addition to the taro cakes made from home-made taro, the other pork boxes and dumplings are all made from ingredients bought outside.
She bought ten kilograms of pork for one dollar and seventy pounds, and Fuqiang Fan bought twenty kilograms for thirty cents a pound. Two or three kilograms of leeks were harvested at home, so that was not counted as the cost. After all, she grew the leeks herself.
The soybeans used to cook the soy milk are also the soybeans their family grew last year, so there is no need to worry about this.
The meat and flour cost 23 yuan, and the other miscellaneous items added up to five yuan. The total cost was 28 yuan, so she calculated a little more and came up with a total of 30 yuan.
The money in her box was far more than thirty yuan.
Jiang Mingyue returned to Gu’s house with the box and poured the money in the box on the Eight Immortals table in the middle of the hall.
A lot of money, one cent, two cents, one yuan, five yuan.
The old lady came forward to help count the money.
Gu Dongqing looked at the two people working seriously, and he smiled and went to the kitchen to prepare lunch.
Jiang Mingyue, who was immersed in counting money, sorted and counted the money bit by bit. After sorting out such a large amount of money, there were actually 136 yuan.
The old lady couldn’t believe her eyes. She had been doing business with Jiang Mingyue before, but their turnover had always been in the dozens of yuan, and at most it was more than ninety or one hundred yuan.
Unexpectedly, there were 136 yuan today! It’s only been one morning!
Excluding the capital, her family Erya earned 100 yuan? Isn’t this higher than the monthly salary of those who work as cadres?
The old lady held the money in her hand and looked at her granddaughter opposite with some disbelief. It’s so unreal.
Jiang Mingyue took a sip of the water that Gu Dongqing poured for her, and then smiled and said, “Hey, our income will be more in the future.”
She was happy, but she didn’t have too many surprises. After all, if you run your own business, you still have a rough idea of how much your daily turnover is.
Gu Dongqing came in to order people to eat. When he saw the money piled on the table, he smiled and asked if she wanted to change it to a whole meal.
Jiang Mingyue shook her head, there was no need to change it for the time being. When she had enough change, she would save it.
I know someone at the bank. I’ll take you there next time.” Gu Dongqing said.
Jiang Mingyue agreed.
After lunch, Gu Dongqing had just finished packing and pestered her to get the certificate.
Jiang Mingyue glanced at the anxious man and deliberately touched her pocket, “Oh, the household registration book is missing.”
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