Song Yun asked her, "Do you have money?"
Wang Hui blushed and said, "Not now, but I know how to earn money. I've heard that you can also make money by doing laundry for others."
Song Yun shook her head. "No, it's too risky to earn money working for people you don't know the ropes of. At least not right now. You shouldn't do it. Here's how I'll assign you some work, and I'll pay you by the piece. But don't tell anyone about this."
Wang Hui nodded quickly. "I know, I know. But I don't know anything. How can I help you?"
Song Yun smiled and said, "It's very simple. You will know it soon."
The next day, Song Yun assigned Wang Hui a job, which was to rub incense.
He Changzheng came to her a few days ago and said that Mr. He’s calming incense was almost used up and he wanted to ask her to make some.
Grandma's soothing incense was almost used up, so Song Yun planned to make some more. The simplest steps in making incense were rolling and drying the incense, which anyone could do. Song Yun left these two steps to Wang Hui, asking her to do it on Zhengde Street. She would pay one penny for rolling one stick of incense, and one penny for ten sticks.
Wang Hui was good at her work and was efficient. She earned five yuan in a day. In addition to the money she earned from drying and collecting the incense, Song Yun gave her ten yuan.
The old man would also teach her how to prepare medicinal herbs. Sometimes he would buy some fresh herbs from the purchasing station and ask Wang Hui to prepare them, and he would also pay her for it.
Bai Qingfeng would sometimes invite a large group of people to dinner at home, and his aunt would be too busy to handle it, so he would ask Wang Hui to help and pay her two yuan per session.
In this way, all in all, the monthly income is not less than those who work in formal jobs.
Wang Hui knew that this was someone trying to help her. It was just the work of making incense and cooking, so why would she need to pay so much money to hire someone to do it?
She kept all these favors in her heart, and when she had the ability in the future, she would definitely repay them.
It was June 12th, and the weather was incredibly hot. Tomorrow was a holiday, and Song Yun had packed her things as usual after returning from the training ground, planning to return to Zhengde Street. Qi Mo Nan was about to leave and offered to take her home. The two walked side by side out of the camp. Just as they reached the gate post, Qi Guoqiang suddenly appeared and stopped in front of Qi Mo Nan. "Mo Nan."
Qi Mo Nan frowned slightly, his expression expressionless, "What's the matter?"
Qi Guoqiang forced a smile, "Mo Nan, you've been transferred back to Beijing for so long, why haven't you come home yet? Today is the perfect time to go back with Dad. Ask your mom to make some snacks and we can have a couple of drinks together."
Qi Mo Nan's eyes suddenly turned cold, "My mother died a long time ago."
Qi Guoqiang said hurriedly, "I was wrong, your Aunt Qin, let your Aunt Qin do two -"
"Enough, I don't have any aunt. Do you have anything else to say? If not, please move aside." Qi Mo Nan didn't want to listen to his nonsense.
The smile on Qi Guoqiang's face froze, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Qi Mo Nan, I'm your father. How dare you talk to me like that?"
Qi Mo Nan sneered, "Young man, you are pretending to be your father in front of me. My father died when I was five years old."
Qi Guoqiang was so angry that he almost vomited blood. "Qi Monan, as a regiment leader, are you talking like a human being? Are you not going to recognize me?"
Qi Mo Nan looked at Qi Guoqiang's exasperated face, his eyes devoid of warmth, "I don't admit it."
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