Everyone was very happy to eat the braised pork.
The braised pork was stewed until it was tender and soft, and Yuanyuan ate it with her mouth full of it: "Daddy, this is so delicious!"
Li Dahui patted her head: "Eat more if you like it. Dad will buy you more next time."
"Yes, Daddy is the best, I love Daddy the most."
Li Dahui was all smiles after being coaxed by Yuanyuan.
Ou Manqing tapped her daughter's forehead: "You just hate it when your mother urges you to write."
Their family follows a strict mother and kind father model, with Ou Manqing being even stricter with the children than Li Dahui.
Therefore, children are closer to their fathers.
Fortunately, Yuanyuan is a sweet and adorable child. When she heard her mother say that, she smiled and said, "Mom, I love you too."
Ou Manqing could no longer keep a straight face and burst out laughing.
Lin Yu smiled knowingly as she watched the family of three getting along.
Song Meili also seemed to be deep in thought.
Only Lin Jing, like Yuan Yuan, buried herself in her food; she was young and still growing.
Upon hearing about their experience selling steamed buns that morning, Ou Manqing laughed and said, "Believe it or not, even more people will gather around tomorrow. Let's see if you still dare to go."
Lin Yu nodded and said, "Why wouldn't we dare? We're going again tomorrow."
"If I don't go, people will think that college students are afraid to set up stalls, right? That won't do."
Lin Jing looked up and said, "That's right, we'll go again tomorrow and show them that college students can also set up stalls."
Ou Manqing gave a thumbs up: "You guys have ambition."
As she predicted, the next day, even more customers came to her stall.
Lin Yu had already reminded Li Dahui to stock up on more goods, but unexpectedly, they were all sold out before nine o'clock.
This day's sales were the highest Li Dahui had ever achieved since he started his stall.
While he was happy, he also reassured himself that this situation was only temporary.
Once Lin Yu and the others stop coming, sales will gradually decline.
Although he is happy to make more money, he will not be too greedy.
Lin Yu and the other two accompanied Li Dahui to set up his stall until the third day, after which they stopped staying at the stall.
Lin Yu told Li Dahui and then took the two of them out for a stroll.
Besides Li Dahui, there are several other vendors near the factory.
But they are mostly food.
Lin Yu led the two to another street, where stalls sold clothes, shoes, towels, and more...
This is Lin Yu's target market.
Lin Jing and Song Meili followed Lin Yu shopping, their eyes darting around.
Lin Jing, in particular, is younger and very interested in new things.
The three of them were looking at things at a stall. It sold children's toys, which were simple in design and inexpensive.
Lin Yu took a fancy to a tin frog and bought several at once. She gave one to Yuanyuan and sent the rest back to Lianhua Brigade.
Coco from their family and Chenchen from Li Lanhua's family are both still very young.
Lin Jing took a fancy to a small windmill and bought two, one for Coco and one for Yuanyuan.
Song Meili didn't take a liking to those items, but was attracted by the hair accessories sold at the stall next door.
The reform and opening up has just begun, and most of the clothing and accessories on the streets are still black, white, and gray.
The colorful hair accessories and hair clips at this stall are naturally eye-catching.
Song Meili was overwhelmed by the choices, but finally decided to buy two hair accessories so she could braid Yuanyuan's hair when she got back.
The three of them went shopping, but didn't buy anything else except toys and hair accessories for Yuanyuan.
The child was so happy that each of the aunties gave him a kiss.
He was still holding his toys, saying he wanted to go out and find his friends to play with.
Watching her skip and hop away, Ou Manqing shook her head: "You guys are really something, you don't need to buy so many things for the child."
She knew perfectly well that the three of them were staying at her place and she couldn't give them money, so they were making up for it in this way.
While I felt comforted, I also felt like I had wasted money.
Lin Yu took her hand and said, "As long as Yuanyuan is happy, that's all that matters. We didn't just buy things randomly. Besides, I bought things so I could strike up a conversation with the vendors."
Song Meili nodded and said, "We got quite a bit of information out of the stall owner."
Lin Jing asked blankly, "Huh? When did this happen? We were just buying things, weren't we?"
Seeing her bewildered expression, her three older sisters all laughed.
Lin Yu affectionately patted her younger sister's head: "You need to observe and listen more. A lot of information is hidden in what you say."
She didn't think that just because Lin Jing was young, she should be immature.
Lin Jing is studying journalism and is very likely to become a reporter in the future. If she can learn about the unspoken rules of society early on, it will be beneficial to her future work.
So Lin Yu and Song Meili told her the information they had extracted from her.
"The toys being sold are all from that toy factory in the north of the city. They're probably stockpiled goods from a few years ago for export purposes."
Lin Jing recalled her sister chatting with the stall owner, discussing the styles of the toys.
The stall owner proudly said that foreigners like it.
Her eyes darted around as she said, "The stall owner said his uncle was some kind of section chief, is that because he works at the toy factory?"
Lin Yu nodded with a smile: "That's the idea. So he must have gotten these things from the toy factory because of his uncle's connections."
Lin Jing sighed, "It seems that not just anyone can do this kind of street vending; you need connections."
Song Meili shook her head and said, "It's not the same. The one who sells hair accessories gets their goods from the store themselves."
She frowned: "That person is too cunning. We couldn't get any information out of him about where he took it. We only know it was in Zhejiang Province."
Lin Yu smiled and said, "I guess it's Zhou City. I heard that the businessmen there are doing quite well."
This wasn't something she was hearing now, but rather something from a later era where merchants were also known for their business acumen.
There should be many family workshops making small commodities over there. I wonder if there are any large factories there?
Song Meili's eyes lit up and she said, "Then shall we go and take a look?"
Lin Yu was thinking the same thing: "Let's go take a look, let's set up a stall and have some fun too."
Lin Jing scratched her head: "Are you really going? Don't you want to reconsider?"
Lin Yu and the other two were all caught up in the moment, and Lin Yu turned to her and said, "We're not considering it anymore."
Lin Yu, Song Meili, and Ou Manqing exchanged a smile, as if they had returned to the days when they fought together in the Lotus Brigade.
When Lin Jing heard that they had decided to go, she was determined not to be left behind: "I want to go too, don't leave me behind."
Lin Yu wanted her to go out and see more of the world, so naturally she wouldn't stop her.
When Lin Jing saw that she had agreed, she said happily, "It's perfect timing to visit my sister. She's working for a teacher at school during the summer vacation and hasn't gone home yet."
Lin Wen's school is in Zhejiang Province, so it's definitely worth a visit while you're there.
After the group made their decision, Li Dahui went home around noon.
When Ou Manqing told him about it, he didn't object, but firmly said, "I have to go with you."
It's not safe for several girls to travel together.
Li Dahui couldn't rest easy.
Ou Manqing originally wanted him to stay home and take care of the child, but seeing how determined he was, she didn't know how to refuse.
Lin Yu agreed to let him go along, for the following reasons:
"Uncle Dahui can't sell steamed buns forever, can he? Let's go out and see what new business opportunities we might find."
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