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

  Chapter 310 Ling Chuan quietly sent things to her hometown

Bai Xue lowered her eyes and explained, "I don't mean anything else, I just don't want my wife to misunderstand what I want to fight with her. Besides, I'm telling the truth. If in the future, I just said in case, I didn't mean to curse the young master. If It is also lucky that my child can save the eldest young master."

  With these words, Yun Shixian, who is as cold as iron, couldn't help but turn into soft fingers.

   "Xue'er, don't be so kind outside in the future, it's easy to suffer."

   "Don't be afraid, isn't there you? I can't suffer."

   No man can resist the admiration and flattery of a young and beautiful lover, and Yun Shixian cannot be refined.

He embraced the woman beside him happily, "Don't worry, I won't treat you badly. When the weather gets warmer next year, I'll find you a spacious place to live. Then you can take your brother over." , living together is also convenient to take care of.”

  Bai Xue's beautiful face was full of emotion and joy, "Shixian, thank you."

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  In the evening, after finishing the account, Ling Chuan happily found Yunmo holding the account book.

   "Daughter-in-law, a total of 100 leaflets were sent out today. The number of people who received gloves was 78, the number of people who bought them was 23, and the total number of clothes sold was 36."

  Hearing this series of gratifying data, Yunmo couldn't express her happiness.

  According to her estimation, the promotion conversion rate is 15-20%, which is very good, but now it has reached 29%.

  Ling Chuan then took out another account book, "Today, a total of 78 sets were sold at the street stall, and the sales amount was 234 yuan. Adding up both sides, the total sales volume today is close to 1,000."

  Sales of 1,000 yuan, excluding costs and various expenses, there should be a profit of 400 yuan.

  After being happy, Yunmo couldn’t help reminding: “We are now a formal operating company, and we must pay more attention to taxation. You must remember that only by paying taxes on time and operating legally can the company go in the long run.

  However, paying taxes also pays attention to methods. You can reduce the tax amount through some reasonable and legal measures. I will buy a few books on taxation in two days. You can read them first when you have time, and I will explain them to you later. "

"it is good."

   It was past midnight, and Jiang Yu was tossing and turning in bed, but she didn't feel sleepy.

  In the past, when Yun Shixian went to Bai Xuena, he would use the excuse that he had a social event at night, but now he just called her upright and told her that he would stay out at night and not come back.

  I can't sleep alone at home, and my husband is outside with his arms full of fragrant nephrites. No woman can sleep.

   But when he thought of his son Yun Cong, and thought that the child in that woman's belly might be his life-saving straw, Jiang Yu could only swallow the sour and bitter fruit in his stomach.

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  Time flies quickly, and the end of the month is approaching in a blink of an eye.

  All 300 leaflets have been distributed, and the effect is quite good.

Many customers who were attracted by the leaflets to buy clothes in the store referred their relatives and friends to come to buy clothes. Even if the leaflets were not distributed, customers still came to the door every day, which attracted the envy and jealousy of other shop owners around, and even some people I imitated them, prepared gifts and printed leaflets to attract traffic, but unfortunately the effect was far inferior to Lingchuan's shop.

  The main reason why Lingchuan's shop is booming is because the products are of excellent quality and affordable.

  The surrounding shops, in order to increase profit margins, all adopt the strategy of buying low and selling high.

  If the cost price is low, the quality cannot be improved, and the price is expensive. Customers are not fools, so naturally they will not buy it.

Tomorrow is New Year's Day, and there must be many people shopping. Yunmo was mixing goose food while thinking about whether to hold some other activities. Taking advantage of the few days of New Year's Day, she tried her best to sell all the remaining goods. Hui will hear Uncle Luo next door standing in the yard calling her to answer the phone.

   Ah, it's the end of the month, it should be her mother calling.

Before, she and Huang Zhiqiu made an appointment to make phone calls on the 5th, 15th and 25th of every month, but now it’s too cold, and she didn’t want Huang Zhiqiu to go out all the time, so she changed the call time to the 15th of every month and at the end of the month.

   "Mom, is everything okay at home?"

   "Everyone is fine, how about you?"

   "I'm also pretty good, and my academic performance is also very stable, and I haven't regressed."

   "That's good." Huang Zhiqiu on the other end of the phone laughed twice, and then complained in a gentle voice, "Why did you send clothes home again? Didn't you send them some time ago?"

  Yunmo was at a loss when she heard it, and was about to say that she hadn't sent it, but when the words came to her lips, she suddenly thought of something.

   "It's too cold, I'm afraid you don't have enough clothes, how about it, do you still wear the clothes this time?"

"Of course it fits well, but don't buy any more in the future. Save your money and use it for college. Don't spend money on us. There is nothing missing at home. By the way, the bamboo weaving you sent over a few months ago Book, your grandfather and I learned a few things, and we have compiled a finished product, and I sent it to you today, you can see how it goes."

"OK."

  In rural areas, if you want to get rid of poverty and become rich, you have to develop the agricultural industry economy.

  Lu'an Town is located in a mountainous area, with thin land and few resources, and the only characteristic industry is bamboo weaving.

  But Yunmo knows nothing about bamboo weaving, so she can only rely on the Huang family to figure it out.

  So, after returning to Jiang City, Yunmo managed to collect the bamboo weaving books currently on the market, and sent them to Huang Zhiqiu for the Huang family to ponder and learn from.

  In the evening, when Ling Chuan came home from work, Yun Mo called him into the house.

   "Daughter-in-law, what do you need from me?"

  Yunmo stared at him for a while before speaking, "Did you send something to my house?"

  Ling Chuan scratched his head, a look of embarrassment appeared on his stern face, "You know?"

   "Mom called me in the afternoon, what did you send?"

   "I sent a down jacket to my mother and grandparents, and I sent a set of cotton clothes to my uncle's family."

   "Then why didn't you tell me in advance, I almost slipped my tongue in front of mom today."

   Thinking she was angry, Ling Chuan quickly explained, "I wanted to talk about it, but I forgot about it later when I was busy with business, daughter-in-law, I will tell you as soon as I have anything in the future, don't be angry."

  Yun Mo was not angry, but she was a little uneasy, worried that Yun Shixian wanted to use the Huang family to persecute her.

   "Nothing, I just asked, how is business today?"

   "Not bad, almost the same as yesterday."

   "That's good, have you had dinner yet?"

   "Eat, boiled noodles."

  The conditions in the store are limited, so we can only cook some clear water noodles to barely fill our stomachs.

  Thinking, Yunmo told the man, "The food is warming in the pot, you and your eldest brother can eat some more."

  Hearing that his wife had left food for him, Ling Chuan was overjoyed, but when he turned to go out, he stopped.

  Seeing the man looking at herself carefully, Yunmo touched her face inexplicably.

   "What's wrong? Is there something dirty on my face?"

   "Daughter-in-law, why have you lost weight?"

  Yunmo was stunned for a moment, secretly happy in her heart, but her face was indifferent.

   "Is there? I don't think so."

  Ling Chuan nodded very seriously, his stern and serious expression seemed to be such a big deal.

   "Daughter-in-law, are you sick?"

"No."

   "Then why are you thinner, your chin is pointed."

  She has not eaten the staple food for several nights, and only eats vegetables and lean meat. It is unscientific not to be thin.

   But these, she didn't want to go into details with the man, so she pushed him away.

   "You don't care about the fairies, you go eat your meal."

   Third watch~

Good night

  (end of this chapter)