Although this idea may seem a bit selfish, she believed in keeping the benefits within the family and naturally prioritized her daughter's relationship with her own family.

Xia Qingqing was taken aback. She hadn't really considered having her parents go out to sell clothes. In her mind, this family trip back to their hometown was just for fun.

Xia Qingqing smiled and advised, "Mom, we won't be staying in our hometown for much longer. You and Dad should take a good rest these days."

"What rest? You'll get sick from being idle even if you're not sick," Zhang Hongyan rolled her eyes. She felt that she was born to be a workaholic and always wanted to do something. She felt uncomfortable if she didn't work.

Now that things have come to this point, it would be unreasonable for Xia Qingqing not to get some goods for her parents to live on, otherwise it would seem like she was betraying her own family.

Xia Qingqing nodded: "Okay then, I'll bring back more goods tomorrow. Mom, how many sailor shirts do you want?"

"You're making it sound like you can get as many as I want," Zhang Hongyan thought her daughter was exaggerating and couldn't help but laugh.

"Oh, Mom, tell me first, maybe I can really get it. Don't you believe in your daughter's abilities?"

"Can you get 100 pieces?" Zhang Hongyan tentatively asked, giving a number.

This was something she had seriously considered. The cost of one sailor shirt was 5.5 yuan, so 100 shirts would cost 550 yuan. Any more than that would be too risky.

Xia Qingqing raised an eyebrow: "Sure, you really want 100 pieces?"

Zhang Hongyan's eyes widened suddenly. She knew her daughter wouldn't joke about something like this; if she said yes, she really meant it.

He nodded quickly and said, "Of course I want to, but even if I buy 100 pieces, it's still 5.5 yuan per piece. Can you give me a discount?"

Xia Qingqing laughed when she heard this. The habit of bargaining is probably really ingrained in the Chinese people.

Actually, she could give the clothes away for free, let alone make them cheaper, but then she wouldn't be able to explain it to Zhang Hongyan. After all, she had told Zhang Hongyan from the beginning that her friend had given her the clothes at cost price, and if she made them any cheaper, wouldn't that so-called friend be losing money?

Xia Qingqing pretended to be embarrassed and said, "5.5 yuan is the cost price, and there's no way to lower it any further."

"Oh, it's nothing, I was just asking casually," Zhang Hongyan waved her hand dismissively.

She's just in a habit of trying to haggle, and she won't ask any more questions. What's the loss? Why doesn't she ask more questions?

Zhang Hongyan suddenly looked at her daughter curiously and asked, "Qingqing, how many sailor shirts are you planning to bring back for Chunhua? Are you going to give them to her at the cost price of 5.5 yuan?"

Although her family and Zhang Shengli's family had a good relationship, helping to buy a piece of clothing and helping them purchase goods were two completely different things. She felt that Qingqing should earn something no matter what, otherwise why bother helping others and ruining her own relationship?

"Just 20 pieces, that's too many and her family probably doesn't have that much money. I'm planning to take 30 cents from each piece as a reward for my hard work," Xia Qingqing said after thinking for a moment. Helping for free was out of the question; that would only make her look foolish and might just make her greedy.

Zhang Hongyan counted on her fingers: she would make 30 cents per item, so 20 items would earn her 6 yuan, which was not bad.

Zhang Hongyan went back to her room, took out 550 yuan, and handed it to Xia Qingqing: "Keep this money, you can use it to pick up the goods tomorrow."

Xia Qingqing didn't stand on ceremony and happily took the money, putting it in her pocket: "Mom, is there anything else you want me to bring back tomorrow?"

"Then bring back 10 jin of rice and 5 jin of flour. If you have any meat, cut off 2 jin as well, so we can make dumplings for you."

After Zhang Hongyan finished speaking, she was about to take out money again when Xia Qingqing stopped her, saying, "Mom, you don't need to take out any more money. I still have some money on hand."

Xia Qingqing set off early the next morning. In order not to let anyone notice anything amiss, she still went to the county.

After wandering around the county for a while, I found a secluded spot, took out the things I had prepared, and tied them to the back of my bicycle.

She left home at a little after 7 a.m. and returned at 9 a.m. She works so hard just to avoid being exposed to the sun. It's really not easy for her.

Zhang Hongyan was also surprised that she came back so quickly; she estimated that it would have been at least 10 o'clock.

"I ride my bike fast, you know that," Xia Qingqing said with a smile.

Zhang Hongyan suddenly realized what had happened when she last went home and saw her daughter riding her son on a bicycle at high speed.

Xia Qingqing unloaded the things from the bicycle: "Mom, here are 100 sailor shirts, and over here is the rice, flour, and meat I bought. The meat was good today, so I bought a few extra pounds."

Zhang Hongyan looked at the large piece of meat on the table, picked it up and weighed it in her hand. She estimated that the piece of meat must weigh about six or seven pounds.

She glared at her daughter reproachfully: "How can you finish such a big piece of meat in this hot weather?"

"How can we not finish it? Didn't you plan to make dumplings, braised pork or something? We'll finish it in two days," Xia Qingqing said with great enthusiasm.

You should know that a pound of raw meat will only yield about 6 ounces after cooking. This piece of meat looks like a lot, but it will only weigh three or four pounds after cooking. And there are four people in their family.

Zhang Hongyan couldn't do anything about it, but the meat had already been bought, and it was impossible to return it to the county now.

Dog Egg played wildly with Da Niu and the others outside all morning. When he came back, he found a pot of braised pork on the table and cheered happily.

"Wow, there's meat today! I'm going to eat three bowls of rice."

Zhang Hongyan glanced at him and said coolly, "As long as you can eat it, just don't come whining in front of me when you're stuffed."

"Hehe," Gou Dan awkwardly scratched the back of his head and quickly ran to the kitchen to wash his hands.

While everyone was focused on eating, Gou Dan secretly tossed a piece of braised pork to Xiao Hei, who was lying at his feet.

"Woof woof~", Little Black barked excitedly twice, its tail swishing back and forth, completely unaware that its actions had betrayed its little master.

The commotion immediately caught Xia Qingqing's attention. She turned to look and saw Xiao Hei licking the braised pork on the ground.

Xia Qingqing looked at Gou Dan with a serious expression, making Gou Dan feel guilty: "Sister, I didn't mean to, I..."

He talked for a long time but couldn't come up with a coherent explanation, and his chopsticks unconsciously poked at the rice in his bowl.

Xia Qingqing tried to soften her voice: "I'm not trying to scold you, I just want to tell you that Xiao Hei is still too young to eat braised pork. Also, this braised pork has salt and chili in it, which is not suitable for dogs. If it eats it, it may get sick or even die."

Dog Egg glanced at Xia Qingqing in horror, then quickly squatted down and pulled the braised pork out of Xiao Hei's mouth before he could swallow it: "Xiao Hei, spit it out quickly."

"Awooo~", Little Black's meat was snatched from its mouth, and it looked at its little master with its big dark eyes accusingly, "You devil!!!"