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

  Chapter 425 You, you've made it through

  After hearing Huang Qingning's words, Ling Chuan's first worry was whether Huang Zhiqiu would have a bad opinion of him because of his street stall.

  Thinking, Ling Chuan hastily explained, "I set up a street stall only for a temporary period, for a month or two, after that I will mainly do small jewelry wholesale. I founded a company called Excellence Department Store."

  Hearing that Ling Chuan had founded a company, Huang Qingning stuck out her tongue quickly, "Ah, cousin-in-law, you just took me for talking nonsense."

  Ling Chuan said modestly: "It's just a very small company, including me, there are only three or four employees in total."

   "That's pretty good, then do you make money doing small jewelry wholesale?"

   "It's okay, winter is the off-season, and everyone doesn't like to buy small jewelry to wear, so I switched to other businesses, setting up a street stall to sell scarves, gloves, hats and the like."

  Everyone was stunned.

  Yun Mo took the words, "It's hard work to set up a street stall, but the income is not bad. You can earn fifty or sixty yuan a day if you don't, and you can earn one or two hundred if you have more."

What? Earn one or two hundred a day?

  The Huang family all dropped their jaws in shock.

   "Cousin, are you kidding, can you make so much money by setting up a street stall?"

  “Not everyone who runs a street stall can earn so much. First, the product quality must be excellent, second, pay attention to sales methods, and third, luck.

  Our goods are all taken directly from the factory, eliminating the need for middlemen, which saves a lot of cost.

  The second is the sales method. Gloves, hats and scarves are put together as a set and sold as a set. Sometimes one person buys several sets.

  Luck is the last thing. The winter in Jiang City this year was colder earlier and colder than in previous years. Gloves, hats, and scarves are especially popular. "

  The Huang family was completely convinced when they heard that.

Huang Yu joked: "People in this city earn money too easily, cousin-in-law, why don't I follow you to set up a street stall, I don't ask for more, I can earn one hundred and eighty yuan a month enough!"

  Yunmo looked at Huang Yu amusedly, "Brother Xiaoyu, if you work hard in the bamboo weaving factory, I guarantee you can earn this amount, or even more than this."

   "Really? Cousin, I take it seriously."

   "The premise is that you listen to me."

   "Listen! You must listen, I will do whatever you ask me to do!"

  Yunmo nodded and said, "Brother Chen, you just happen to be here, so I'll assign you some work first. Tomorrow you and Brother Xiaoyu will go to various villages to post recruitment notices."

   "Okay, then I will pick up Huang Yu at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning."

  After Chen Bin left, Liu Zhi and Huang Zhiqiu started to clean up the dishes on the table. Ling Chuan also wanted to help, but Huang Zhiqiu stopped him.

   "Xiao Ling, you can rest as long as you can. You are killing chickens and cooking vegetables. You are busy from afternoon to night. Thank you for your hard work."

   "Mom, I don't work hard, this is what I should do."

   "What should I do? It's okay, you can take a break, and there are not many bowls."

  In the kitchen.

   Liu Zhi was in charge of washing dishes, Huang Zhiqiu was in charge of clear water, and the sister-in-law and sister-in-law cooperated tacitly.

   Liu Zhi sighed while washing the bamboo chopsticks, "Zhiqiu, I really envy you."

  Huang Zhiqiu couldn't help laughing, "I have nothing to envy. You are the lucky one, sister-in-law. Qinghe, Xiaoyu, and Qingning are more capable than each other, and they are filial to you and elder brother."

   "Hi, I'm really capable, and I won't rely on Momo's help."

Liu Zhi put the cleaned chopsticks into the basin in front of Huang Zhiqiu, picked up the bowl and began to rinse, "Your family Momo has such good grades, it is appropriate to go to college, Xiao Ling is calm and steady, and is filial to you." Plus, you’re still so capable, you’ve made it through.”

  Huang Zhiqiu's first impression of Ling Chuan was quite good. With getting along and understanding these days, her satisfaction with Ling Chuan, his son-in-law, is also increasing day by day.

But I still have to say a few words, "Sister-in-law, Jiayong is also very good, responsible, and good to Qinghe. Every year when I come back, I will never forget to buy things for you and elder brother. By the way, when will Qinghe and Jiayong come back?"

   "It should be just these two days."

  In the main room, Yunmo took out the red paper she bought in the town, cut it into a rectangle with a length and width of about 80*60 cm with scissors, and then used a brush dipped in ink to hand-write the recruitment notice.

  The other members of the Huang family watched Yunmo write.

  Yunmo writes very quickly, flowing and smooth, and the pen is fast, but it is not scribbled at all, and every stroke is clear and neat.

   "The word Momo is really well written."

  Yun Mo replied while writing, "It's not bad, I can see it."

   She is not modest in saying this, and her calligraphy skills can bluff outsiders. In the eyes of a real calligrapher, she is at most at the level of a primary school student.

  Huang Qingning said with a smile: "Cousin, your brush calligraphy is so good, this New Year's couplet, you might as well write it."

  Yun Mo smiled, "Yes."

   You said it was a coincidence, the reason why she practiced calligraphy in her previous life was really to write couplets.

   I don't know if it's because of her poor body, or because she hasn't practiced for a long time, and only after writing two job advertisements, her wrists are so sore that she can't use her strength.

  She put down her pen and was about to rest for ten minutes before writing, when Ling Chuan suddenly picked up the writing brush she had put down and started writing on a new piece of red paper.

  Looking at the strong and powerful regular script characters under the tip of the pen dipped in ink, Yun Mo was really a little surprised.

   "Ling Chuan, have you ever learned calligraphy?"

  Ling Chuan replied while writing, "My grandfather is a private school teacher. He taught me and my eldest brother to write big characters when we were young."

  Maybe due to unfamiliarity, Ling Chuan wrote slowly at the beginning, but after finishing one piece, he began to get better, not only the speed increased, but also the handwriting became more beautiful and stretched.

  After Ling Chuan wrote three sheets in a row, Yun Mo took over the pen and continued writing.

   Just like that, the two took turns, and after nearly an hour, they finally finished writing ten recruitment notices.

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  After getting up the next day, Yunmo went directly to the firewood room and put away the recruitment notices that were hanging on the dry straw.

  When she was harvesting, the two little dogs raised in the firewood house surrounded her feet and barked "beep".

  Since the two little guys were bought back, Yang Xinghua usually took care of them, but obviously the two guys still remembered the smell of Yunmo, and their little tails wagged very happily.

   Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one in the woodshed, Yunmo squatted down, her mind moved slightly, and some spiritual spring water oozed out of her palms like dewdrops.

   "嘤咔咕~"

  Two little dirt dogs scrambled to get together to drink, but the heads bumped into each other, and their limbs were upside down.

  Because she was too fat and her limbs were too short, she couldn't get up for a long time.

  Yunmo was amused by the appearance of the two little dogs struggling to turn over. At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps behind her.

  She turned her head, saw Ling Chuan, subconsciously said: "You help me pour half a bowl of water in, I want lukewarm water."

"it is good."

  Ling Chuan quickly walked into the woodshed with half a bowl of warm water.

  Yunmo dripped the spiritual spring water in her hand into a bowl, and placed it in front of the two little dogs.

  Unexpectedly, the two little guys fought so hard that they knocked over the bowl.

  Yunmo gave to the two little guys without the slightest politeness, and each of them collapsed loudly, "Drink a shovel, don't drink it now."

  The two little guys tilted their round and furry heads, stared at her for a while, and then buried their heads to lick the water on the ground.

   Third watch~

  (end of this chapter)