Chapter 52 Stubborn Old Man

This time Fang Mingche called again, and the proprietress did say that his cousin had returned.

So Fang Mingche asked the other party to tell him that he would call back at 5:30 tomorrow afternoon.

The next day, when he went to set up the stall again, the big bowl tea stall and the stall of the handicraft cooperative were still close to each other.

With the popularity brought by the craftsmen making products on the spot, the big bowl tea stall was doing good business.

Yanyan suddenly pulled Fang Mingche's pants, "Dad--"

Fang Mingche finished making tea for the customer and lowered his head to ask, "What's the matter?"

After saying that, he didn't need to wait for Yanyan to explain, he had already understood in the direction of her finger.

Today, there was a man hanging a Seagull camera on the square to take pictures for tourists, and many people went to watch the fun.

Yanyan also wanted to watch the fun.

At this moment, her mother was washing the dishes during her free time, and she wanted him to take her over to have a look.

Children must be curious about everything.

Yanyan was very well behaved to be able to follow them to set up the stall without making any noise.

This little request must be met.

"Ayan, take her over there. If she wants to take a picture, take one."

Without anyone to lead them, a child this young would be afraid of being squeezed.

Fang Mingche squatted down to take over Lin Yan's washing work. This was hot water, so her hands wouldn't freeze.

He wanted Ayan to walk around and relax.

It had been half a month since he arrived in BJ, and Fang Mingche actually felt a little guilty towards his wife and daughter.

He took them to work every day without any rest. Not to mention sightseeing.

But the stall owners had no choice. One day less work meant one day less money.

They were self-employed, unlike the teachers who had Sundays to rest.

Moreover, if they took a day off, someone else might take their place. This position was just a convention, and it wasn't allocated to him.

It wouldn't be easy for Lao Wang next door to occupy it for him, or it would cause big trouble.

Lin Yan nodded, wiped her hands on the blue and white apron, and took her daughter over.

Fang Mingche had also thought about taking pictures of tourists in Tiananmen Square.

This looks easier than setting up a big bowl tea stall. Moreover, the competition is relatively smaller, and you don't even need a stall.

When he was buying goods in Guangzhou, he actually saw the Seagull camera.

No camera ticket is required, and it costs about 100 yuan more than in the mall. It costs about 500 or 600 yuan.

However, his photography skills are average. He doesn't understand aesthetics and composition.

The key is that nowadays, you need to develop the film yourself. This is a technical job that not everyone can do.

In his previous life, his level was just taking a digital camera or a mobile phone to take pictures everywhere, and he didn't know how to develop film.

Nowadays, it's not like the future. If you want to learn something, you can open the computer and Baidu and DIY it.

These skills cannot be learned without a master.

After a while, the mother and daughter came back.

Fang Mingche asked, "Did you take the picture?"

Lin Yan said, "No, I asked about his working hours. He said that he could take a picture of our family of three at noon when there were fewer people."

Fang Mingche smiled, what working hours. As long as the self-employed have business, it is completely okay to postpone it.

Moreover, they are in this square, and they can save the mailing fee.

"Okay, let's take a photo at noon."

Lin Yan and Yan Yan both nodded, very happy.

Fang Mingche continued, "Ayan, Women's Day is coming soon, so I'll give you a day off. You can have fun in BJ with Yanyan."

On Women's Day, Lao Wang could ask someone to take over Ayan's shift.

It's reasonable for lesbians to celebrate the holiday.

But it's definitely not good to let your wife rest on weekdays and ask others to arrange for help.

Lin Yan thought about it, "No need to take a day off to play. But I have to buy spring clothes for you and Yanyan."

The father and the other two only have two sets of outer clothes to wear alternately. It's time to buy clothes!

It's not as cold as before, so Fang Mingche has already taken off his military coat. Lin Yan washed it and asked him to wring it out together.

At that time, the two of them were wringing it out in the yard.

He is now wearing the short woolen Zhongshan suit he brought with him.

Fang Mingche nodded, "You can arrange it, the money is with you anyway. You should buy two sets for yourself, don't always wear old ones."

They earned about 170 or 180 yuan in the past ten days. The full 150 yuan was deposited in Lin Yan's passbook.

Twenty or thirty scattered pieces of money went into Fang Mingche's pocket to cover his daily living expenses.

Lin Yan nodded, "I know."

She was also very happy when she thought about buying new clothes.

Now that she can earn money, she can buy slightly better clothes for herself and her daughter.

Well, she also needs to buy two sets of clothes for Mingche.

Today, she earned more than thirty yuan again. When she rode back home, the three of them were all smiling.

Song Quan, who was walking with them, said, "It's a pity that my wife works in the factory, otherwise it would be so nice to go to work together all day long."

Fang Mingche said, "Your wife has a stable job in a state-owned enterprise, and she doesn't mind that you work in a collective unit. You don't know how satisfied she is."

"You will definitely be able to get into college, and you will have a stable job in the future. And it will be higher than the stable job of ordinary workers."

The Fang brothers and their wife can even speak English. If they can't get into college, who else can?

When he got home, Fang Mingche moved all his things into the empty room and put them there.

Then he raised his hand to look at his watch. It was five twenty-five.

"Ayan, take Yanyan over to order food first. I'll go call my cousin."

"Okay!"

As they had arranged it in advance, it was his cousin who answered the phone when Fang Mingche called.

They usually made short trips to meet up with the boss, so the boss's wife could pass on the message.

"Mingche, are you doing well in BJ?"

Fang Mingche said, "Very well, I'm working in Tiananmen Square now."

The cousin was stunned, "Nonsense, there is no office there. There are only soldiers standing guard. Why don't you say that you got a job in Zhongxhai? You should have some credibility when you brag."

"Haha, I actually set up a big bowl tea stall in Tiananmen Square. Two cents a bowl, and with the popularity of the square, business is pretty good."

"That's a bit more reasonable. But, how can people set up stalls in the square?"

"Yes, there are now 17 million educated youth who have returned to the city, 2.3 million idle laborers in the city, and 1.05 million college and technical school graduates and demobilized soldiers. The country is also worried! The capital is under more pressure than other places, with a full 400,000 unemployed young people. The loopholes for setting up stalls have been relaxed. There are quite a lot of stalls in Tiananmen Square now!"

The cousin clicked his tongue twice, so the business should be really good.

What's wrong with two cents a bowl? Small profits but quick turnover.

However, my uncle may not be able to accept it. In his eyes, everything is inferior except for studying!

Fang Mingche's next sentence is, "Is my old man nice to you?"

"No! I met him on the road yesterday, he was carrying a hoe to weed. I called him, but he just rolled his eyes at me. He still thinks that not only did I not persuade him, but I also took advantage of the situation to calculate your job for my sister."

"Old people are stubborn, you have to bear with it. When I get into college, he may change his mind."

(End of this chapter)