Transmigrating as a Supporting Female in the Republic of China: I Start My Legendary Life

In the 21st century, Huang Wanzhen, due to a car accident, transmigrated into the supporting female character in a novel.

The original host was a woman with bound feet, who, relying on the ma...

Chapter 212: Newspaper Selling Genius Huang Dachui

Tao Luanshi quickly made amends, "Yes, yes, my cousin is right. I cherish both sons and daughters, and I treat my daughter the same way."

Huang Wanzhen raised the corner of her mouth and said jokingly, "Brother-in-law, just look at me. Although my mother has no son, I will still provide for her in her old age. As a woman, I will still go to school and do business. If my cousin is pregnant with a son, I will be very happy, but if it is a girl, I will also be happy. When the time comes, you can't fail to support her education and let her be blind. Don't bind her feet either. That will not only harm the girl, but also deprive Awen and Awu of a helper."

I don't know what Tao Luanshi was thinking, but on the surface he said it was fine, "Yes, yes, my cousin is right. Now it's a new society. People say that men and women are equal, and both daughters and sons are good."

Huang Wanzhen sighed inwardly, but showed nothing on the surface. She smiled and bowed to Tao Luanshi as she said goodbye.

After returning to Dengshikou Street, Huang Wanzhen first ran to the rented yard in the back street, where she saw Xiao Shitou directing the female workers to move wool into the house.

Xiuzhu is not here this year, so Huang Wanzhen called Xiulan and Xiuqing and asked them who would like to take charge of knitting the sweaters this year. Xiuqing was conflicted. Although she really wanted to help the second young lady, she is now Chairman Song's assistant, and there are a lot of things to do in Linglong Pavilion, so she is a little overwhelmed.

Huang Wanzhen looked at Xiuqing and thought for a while, feeling that Linglong Pavilion really couldn't do without her. She turned her head to look at Xiulan, who was counting on her fingers with her head down. Well, she was quite busy, and Furongju couldn't do without her either.

Huang Wanzhen thought about it and looked at Xiao Shitou who was directing the workers. Xiao Shitou was of course indispensable to the men's clothing department of Jixiangtang, but Xiao Shitou could be asked to take charge of the bookkeeping and hire a male clerk to serve male customers, freeing up Zhu Xiqin.

"Little Stone, come here for a moment." Huang Wanzhen called out to Little Stone who was not far away, and then waved towards Xiulan and Xiuqing, "You two go and do your work."

When Little Stone learned that he had been promoted to accountant, he jumped for joy. "Really? Mr. Huang?"

Huang Wanzhen smiled secretly, but appeared very serious on the surface. "Well, I see how motivated you are. You know quite a few words now, so you are qualified for this important task. I'll give you a five-dollar salary increase. You must not slack off, and you must keep working hard."

Little Stone raised his hand and swore, "Don't worry, Mr. Huang. I have always kept in mind what you said before about studying hard and making progress every day. I have also been insisting on learning foreign languages. A while ago, a foreigner came in and I was the one who entertained him." Although the foreigner didn't buy anything, he felt that he had made great progress. At least he dared to come forward and say a few words.

"Good, keep up the good work. But this way, we'll be short of a clerk to serve male customers, so we'll have to hire another one. Do you have any recommendations? Someone smart enough to go out with me on errands. You've taken on such a big responsibility, and I don't think it would be good to always ask you to run errands with me."

Little Stone rubbed his head and chuckled, "It's okay, it's okay. If you need anything, just tell me, Mr. Huang." He then changed the subject and said, "I actually have someone suitable here. The newsboy at our newspaper office was a newspaper-selling prodigy. Newsboys are different from us messengers; they have to hawk their newspapers on the street. Every morning, he would go out with his newspapers, and they would be immediately snapped up by the people around him."

Huang Wanzhen asked curiously, "Oh? But what's the secret?"

Little Stone said proudly, "That kid is not only literate, but also has a good mouth. When he shouts and sells, he exaggerates the news. He sells a lot, so he doesn't have to shout hard anymore. People who read the newspaper will come to him."

"Okay, hire him and try him out for a month."

This newspaper-selling genius was nicknamed Little Zhuge, but he said he couldn't remember his real name. His hometown suffered a flood, and he was separated from his family, so he walked to Beijing by himself.

Huang Wanzhen didn't comment on his words. If he could remember the characters he learned as a child, how could he not remember his own name? It was obvious that she didn't want to say it. Huang Wanzhen didn't force him, but only told him to change his name. She would take him out to do things in the future. The name "Little Zhuge" was too flashy and would inevitably be criticized by others.

Little Zhuge was a man who was extremely efficient in his work, so he immediately gave himself a name.

"Huang Dachui?" Huang Wanzhen asked in surprise, "So casual? Don't you want to think about it anymore?"

The newly-minted Huang Dachui immediately shook his head and said, "Don't think about it. This name is good. Mr. Huang hired me to do something, and I will eat with Mr. Huang in the future. You are my breadwinner, and it's just right for me to take your surname Huang. The name Dachui is also good. It sounds like I'm strong and have a tough life!" If he had to say his favorite name, it should be 'Shitou', but it was taken by Brother Shitou first.

"Okay, as long as you're willing." Huang Wanzhen said, nodding to Xiao Shitou beside her. "Take him downstairs, measure his size, and make him a suit. Choose the style you wear to work. From now on, all male employees in our store will wear the same style. It's called 'work clothes.'"

There is no need to worry about the female employees in the store. They tidy up and look beautiful every day. But it is not the same for Xiao Shitou and Zhang Dongqian. Huang Wanzhen has mentioned it several times but to no avail. So she simply included it in the attendance record. Since it is linked to their salary, the two of them stopped being lazy.

Although she was busy, Huang Wanzhen still decided to go to Yenching University on Sunday to visit Yin Jialuo. She thought that she was the one who took the initiative to set the time, and Yin Jialuo also agreed. If she didn't go, it would be a bit rude.

Huang Wanzhen specially chose a brand new pink satin cheongsam with a fur edge, and a newly knitted wool shawl by a female worker, which looked noble and elegant.

After thinking for a few seconds, Huang Wanzhen took out the clothes she had drawn in the past, selected two books, and stuffed them into her handbag.

Wearing such luxurious clothes, it was obviously not suitable for him to take a rickshaw. Huang Wanzhen asked Huang Dachui to go to the street to call a taxi and let Huang Dachui follow her to Yenching University in Haidian Town in the western suburbs.

Whether in the previous life or this life, this was the first time Huang Wanzhen came here. After getting off the car, she couldn't help but look around and thought, this must be the famous Yanyuan in later generations.

"Let's go."

Huang Wanzhen brought Huang Dachui to the vermilion gate and said to the gatekeeper with a smile, "I'm here to visit Professor Yin from the Department of Pattern Design."

The gatekeeper asked Huang Wanzhen to register in the book and then let the two of them in.

As they walked in, Huang Dachui couldn't help but exclaim, "It's so big." Huang Wanzhen stared at the words written in front in fascination.

Huang Dachui noticed this and looked over. "Through truth, freedom is gained, and through service. What is this?"

"School motto, this is the motto of Yenching University." Huang Wanzhen took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, "Let's go."

The two asked three people before they found the Pattern Department teachers' office. Perhaps because there were relatively few students and teachers in the Pattern Department, the classrooms and teachers' offices were in a three-story building.