Before five o'clock the next morning, Xie Yunshu struggled to get out of bed. It had been raining all night last night, and it was freezing outside. Who would want to get out of the warm bed?

Xie Mingcheng would get up early every day to study. Young boys have a strong fire, so he was dressed neatly and touched Xiaowei's forehead. Li Fenlan also woke up, and she whispered, "The fever has subsided, it's nothing serious, I'll talk to you when you come back."

She didn't say to send the child back, but it wasn't a good idea to keep the child here. Li Fenlan sighed and felt very embarrassed. She felt really sorry for such a little child...

Xie Mingcheng lowered his voice and said, "My sister said to send him to the police station and let the police take care of it. It's useless for us to just feel sorry for him. We can't help him."

Anyway, they couldn't force the child to stay. People like Zhou Xinyue might even sue them for child trafficking.

Ordinary people of this era have absolute trust in police officers in uniform. When Li Fenlan heard that they were sent to the police station, she breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Then you guys go and do your work. I'll get up and cut the meat first. Don't I have to sell lunch boxes at noon?"

Selling two meals a day and with such good business, there is no time to rest.

Xie Yunshu put on his cotton hat and frowned as he took out a new scarf from the bag that Xie Mingcheng had exchanged for him: "Put it on!"

Xie Mingcheng didn't want to wear it: "This is new."

This scarf came with that woolen coat. My sister hasn’t put on her new clothes yet, so how could he wear the scarf?

Xie Yunshu glared at him unhappily: "Do you want me to settle the bill for your down jacket now? Xie Mingcheng, I warn you, don't think this matter is over!"

Xie Mingcheng didn't dare to speak now. He put on his scarf obediently and put on his gloves without waiting for Xie Yunshu to remind him. He walked out with his head down, and said in a friendly voice, "Sister, I ride a tricycle."

In the rented compound, Aunt Zhao had already started the pot and steamed two baskets of buns. Seeing the siblings, she frowned and said, "Why are you here so early? I have Xiaoyun to help me. I'll be able to steam them all before 8am!"

Zhao Xiaoyun smiled shyly at the brother and sister. When her eyes swept over Xie Mingcheng, she didn't dare to look any longer. She quickly put firewood into the stove.

Xie Yunshu laughed: "Aunt Zhao, I am a black-hearted capitalist and I won't pay Xiaoyun a salary."

Aunt Zhao laughed: "You are such a joke girl. Xiaoyun is not here to help you, she is here to help me! How can I have the nerve to let you call me aunt if I am paid but don't work?"

As Aunt Zhao spoke, she lifted the lid of the steamer, and the aroma of steaming buns instantly filled the entire yard.

Xie Mingcheng brought the box over, padded it with clean soft cloth, and put the buns inside. He smiled and said, "Aunt Zhao's buns are better looking than those made in big restaurants outside. They all have flowers on them."

Aunt Zhao took a look and smiled proudly: "This batch must be made by Xiaoyun. The buns she made are so flaky without any lumps in the middle. I don't have that much."

Zhao Xiaoyun's face flushed slightly. She pursed her lips and lowered her head to cover the pot, then said softly, "Sister Yunshu, this is the last basket."

All the steamed buns were brought to the stock exchange. It was only about 15:30 and there was a long queue outside, almost all of them men. It was even crazier than the fight for down jackets in the department store yesterday.

Xie Yunshu sighed: "Can this thing really make money?"

Xie Mingcheng nodded: "There are two stocks in total. One is Feile stock issued in September. Someone bought 50 shares at once and waited for the transaction in October to make a net profit of 500 yuan."

Xie Yunshu's eyes widened: "I didn't do anything, and you earned 500?"

Xie Mingcheng had a hidden enthusiasm in his eyes. He nodded and said, "Yes, it's a buy and a sell, it's that simple."

No wonder these people came to rob like crazy, what's the difference between this and picking up money on the street? Xie Yunshu was also a little impulsive, but she calmed down after being blown by the wind: "There is no such thing as a pie in the sky, isn't this the same as gambling? There must be people who lose money..."

"Yes, you can earn 500 and lose 500, but this is different from gambling. You need to study national policies and the operating conditions and business prospects of the issuing companies. I think the future stock price is also closely related to the international situation. Of course, luck also plays a part."

Xie Mingcheng was very knowledgeable when talking about stocks, which made Xie Yunshu look at him with a warning: "Don't learn this."

Xie Mingcheng smiled: "Sister, where can I get the money to do this? The starting price of a stock is fifty yuan now."

Then buying twenty pieces would cost one thousand yuan, and ordinary people don't have this kind of spare money, it's just a month's salary! For people like them, it's better to earn money steadily, at least Xie Yunshu thought so at this time.

It's called a xiaolongbao, but to save time, the buns are bigger than the average xiaolongbao. They cost 10 cents each, and a big man can fill his stomach with 5 of them. Although Xie Yunshu's prices are a little higher, the meat fillings are all real. Some people even happily ordered a few more after eating them, saying they would take them back for their wives and children.

At around seven o'clock, more than half of the five hundred buns had been eaten, which made Xie Yunshu very happy. She took out a bun and stuffed it into Xie Mingcheng's pocket: "Eat something to fill your stomach. It's so cold, so you need to eat enough to keep warm."

Xie Mingcheng took a breath, and a smile appeared on Qingjun's face: "Sister, it's delicious."

Seeing that the buns were almost sold out, Xie Yunshu's eyes curved with joy. She silently calculated in her mind that she had earned nearly fifty yuan yesterday. With today's buns and lunch boxes, she should be able to earn more than seventy yuan. If she worked again tomorrow, she probably wouldn't be able to make this business.

First, the stock exchange will be closed soon, and second, if nothing unexpected happens, some people will be jealous of her business and start selling food. With more competitors, the profit will not be so high.

But earning about 200 yuan was enough. After working hard for three days, she could go to the department store and buy back the down jacket that Ming Cheng had returned. If he dared to return the clothes again this time, she would definitely break his legs.

There were still a dozen or so buns left, and Xie Yunshu wanted to take some back home to eat. A man in a black down jacket stood in front of the tricycle and said, "Give me the rest."

Xie Yunshu agreed without thinking, and took out the brown paper: "It's still hot, I'll wrap it for you, it's delicious to eat while it's hot!"

She looked up and was stunned for a moment: "Captain Shen? Are you here to buy stocks too?"

Shen Subai raised her eyebrows slightly, and her eyes swept across Xie Mingcheng's face standing next to her calmly: "I see that your business is doing well, can you handle it by yourself?"

Xie Yunshu proudly pulled Xie Mingcheng and said, "My brother is helping me. He is in his third year of high school and will take the college entrance exam next year!"

And you will definitely be able to get into a particularly good university!

Shen Subai nodded: "That's good."

It turned out to be my brother who was in high school. No wonder he looked so young and no wonder they seemed so close...