On the Wedding Night In the 80s, the Sweet Wife Has Space

  Chapter 278 Making Money

   "Don't miss it when you pass by. The high-quality woolen gloves, hats, and scarves for export to domestic sales cost three yuan a set, and you can choose any style and color."

   "Come on, let's have a look, the three-piece set only costs three yuan, the quantity is limited, and it will be sold out."

   "You can't buy it for three yuan, you can't get a loss and you can't be fooled."

   "The opportunity is too late to come again, miss today and wait another year."

  The cold wind was accompanied by drizzle, which made people's hands and feet stiff and their noses running. All passers-by were wrapped in thick cotton clothes, and their heads and faces were tightly surrounded by hats and scarves.

  In such a cold day, Ling Chuanzhi's stall at the entrance of the clothing market was full of heat.

   Zhou Xiaowei was wrapped in an old military overcoat, standing on a one-meter-high chair, holding a horn to attract customers loudly.

  Feng Cuihua was in charge of keeping an eye on the stall to prevent anyone from stealing.

  Ling Chuan has a canvas pocket on his chest, responsible for checkout and money collection.

  The three of them worked together in a division of labor, and they were extremely busy.

  Feng Cuihua's eyes swept back and forth like radar, and suddenly a familiar figure appeared not far away, and quickly patted Ling Chuan who was bowing his head to settle accounts.

   "Chuanzi, look who is here!"

  Ling Chuan raised his head, and when he saw Yunmo standing not far away, his black eyes, which were wet by the cold rain, instantly burst out with joy.

"daughter in law!"

  Hearing his shout, the customers who bought things also turned back one after another.

   "Hey, the young man is very lucky, the little daughter-in-law is so beautiful."

   "Isn't that right, she's pretty like a flower on a branch, and has a good temperament, isn't she a college student?"

   Most of the people shopping at the stalls were elderly aunts and uncles. When they saw Yunmo, they all made fun of Ling Chuan in good faith.

  Ling Chuan blushed slightly, but his joy and pride could not be concealed between his brows and eyes.

   "My daughter-in-law is in the third year of high school this year and will take the college entrance examination next year."

   "No wonder, she looks like a good girl who is educated and reasonable."

  Ling Chuan chatted with the customer for a few words, and then told Feng Cuihua to watch the stall, while he ran to his wife in three steps at a time.

   "Daughter-in-law, why are you here? Is there something wrong at home?"

  It was still raining in the sky, Ling Chuan left the range of the tent, and the top of his head and eyebrows were soon covered with fine raindrops.

  Yunmo raised the umbrella subconsciously, trying to cover it for him.

  Ling Chuan bowed down to hide under the umbrella cooperatively, and took the cloth bag in her hand with his big hand.

  The weight of the cloth bag surprised Ling Chuan, "It's so heavy, what's in it?"

   "Dumplings, and mutton soup, it's cold, drink some soup to warm you up."

  While talking, Yunmo took out a handkerchief and helped him wipe off the water droplets on his head and face.

  Ling Chuan raised his face in enjoyment, and looked at his daughter-in-law with sparkling black eyes. Although it was a very cold day, his heart was warm like an oven.

   "Where did you get the dumplings?"

   "I bought dumpling wrappers, and I also bought a sheep's front leg. The meat was cut up and minced to make dumplings, and the bones were boiled for soup."

It was noon, and Ling Chuan, who had been busy all morning, was already hungry, but he had no time to buy food. When he heard that there were dumplings and stewed mutton soup made by his own wife in the bag, he wished he could open it and try it immediately. taste.

   "Daughter-in-law, have you eaten yet?"

  Yunmo took back the handkerchief, "I'll eat when I go back, you should be busy, I'm leaving."

  Ling Chuan felt a little disappointed.

  Although he gets along day and night every day, he always feels that he can't see enough, wishing he could stay with his wife all the time.

   But he was reluctant to let his wife stay in the cold. His daughter-in-law is delicate and frail, what if she catches a cold?

  He endured the reluctance in his heart, grabbed a handful of change from the canvas bag and stuffed it into his wife's hand, "Take a taxi and go home early for lunch."

  Yunmo stuffed the money back into the canvas bag on his chest, "I have money with me."

  Seeing the man staring at her, Yunmo's heart softened, and subconsciously said: "It's cold, eat dumplings while they're hot, and take care of your health no matter how busy you are."

"it is good."

"I'm leaving."

"it is good."

  Yun Mo turned around and walked a certain distance and couldn't help but turn her head back, only to find that the man was still standing there, like a wife-watching stone.

   The corners of Yunmo's mouth couldn't help but turn up, and then she turned around and left quickly.

   It wasn't until Yunmo's back disappeared that Ling Chuan turned around and returned to the stall, and called Zhou Xiaowei, who was shouting hard, to rest and eat.

   The dumplings are packed in iron lunch boxes, a total of three boxes, wrapped tightly in cotton clothes, and they are still warm when taken out.

  The mutton soup is packed in a thermos pot. When the lid is opened, the steaming smell of meat immediately diffuses.

   "Wow, it smells so good."

  Ling Chuan's throat moved, and he turned around to take over the work from Feng Cuihua.

   "Aunt Cuihua, go eat."

  Feng Cuihua had already smelled the aroma, glanced at the stool behind her, and declined, "Chuanzi, you eat first, and then come and replace me after you eat."

   "Aunt Cuihua, you have a bad stomach, you should eat first."

  Ling Chuan's stern face showed unquestionable persistence, and Feng Cuihua didn't refuse, she nodded gratefully at him, then walked to Zhou Xiaowei's side, picked up the lunch box and started eating.

  Five minutes later, when Feng Cuihua and Zhou Xiaowei had finished eating, Ling Chuan stepped aside and began to eat lunch.

  Delicious dumplings, served with hot and fragrant mutton soup, the coldness in the whole body is instantly dispelled, and the limbs and bones are full of warmth.

   A week passed in a blink of an eye.

  The batch of gloves, hats and scarves that Ling Chuan brought back from Urumqi have already sold two-thirds, making a total of more than 1,500 yuan.

   "Daughter-in-law, here are the accounts for that batch of knitwear. I've done the math. Take a look."

  Looking at the man's excited face, Yunmo also felt curiosity and anticipation.

   When she saw the sum of profits, she also had a smile on her face.

  I made 1,500 yuan in seven days, averaging over 200 a day, more than double the profit of the small jewelry business.

   But it was really hard work. He was exposed to the wind, rain and cold every day. The man's hands and ears had a lot of chilblains.

"Daughter-in-law, we still have two or three hundred pieces of hats and scarves, and a little more gloves, almost four hundred pairs. Looking at the situation this year, it should be cold for a while. Bring a batch of goods back to sell?"

"sure."

  Contrary to the hot sales of gloves and hats, winter trinkets are not easy to sell. It’s too cold, and everyone is wrapped up tightly when they go out, and they don’t have the heart to look beautiful.

  The trinkets that Ling Chuan brought back this time have only shipped one or two hundred pieces so far.

  Instead of waiting for the opportunity, it is better to change your thinking and seize the opportunity.

   This time, when he went to Urumqi, Ling Chuan was going to bring a payment of 5,000. To be on the safe side, he still planned to bring Zhou Xiaowei and Ling Jiang with him like last time.

   But in this way, the stall here is short of manpower, so it can only temporarily stop for a few days.

   It doesn't matter if you stop for a few days, but Yunmo is worried that other people will take the opportunity to seize the hot spot that Ling Chuan has worked so hard for.

   "We can't stop at the stall, and we have to find the market manager to get the right to set up a stall at that location. It doesn't matter if we spend some money. Only in compliance with the law will we not give competitors the opportunity to take advantage of the loopholes."

  (end of this chapter)