Moreover, she doesn't plan to sell until very late; she'll finish at 5:30 PM so that the village women can catch the last bus home.
She also arranged their shifts, with each pair taking turns working the early shift one day, so they could go home every other day. She also planned to let them take turns resting, with each person getting one day off per week.
That way, the room that was originally intended for my own use can be used as their dormitory.
Having made up her mind, Jiang Ruyu finished washing up. Zheng Yang, hearing the noise, sat up and said, "Sigh, if I had known it would be this busy and tiring, I should have thought it over carefully before letting you open a shop."
Jiang Ruyu went up and kissed him: "This is just the beginning, it will be fine once it settles down."
Zheng Yang didn't say anything. He was about to get up, but Jiang Ruyu wouldn't let him: "You still have to go to work. Why get up so early? The people who came to help today are here. I'll come back to rest this afternoon. If you get up a little earlier, go over there and get some wontons or dumplings. Then you won't have to cook. I'm leaving now."
Looking at his energetic wife, Zheng Yang felt a pang of heartache and also blamed himself for not being able to provide her with the life of a wealthy wife. If he could earn more money, his wife wouldn't have to work so hard.
Zheng Yang's desire to go solo became even more urgent.
It was already getting light at five o'clock. Jiang Ruyu walked quickly to the shop, opened the door, turned on the lights, closed the door again, and began to light the stove to prepare for the day's work.
Just as the stove was lit, there was a knock on the door: "Comrade Jiang, we're from the slaughterhouse, here to deliver your goods."
Jiang Ruyu went outside and saw several familiar people through the glass. She then smiled and opened the door: "Hello, thank you for your help. Please come in."
Zheng Yang called them yesterday and asked them to send an extra portion of pork offal today, along with ten pounds of pork belly and ten pounds of pork leg meat.
After the slaughterhouse staff placed the meat in the slaughterhouse, Jiang Ruyu paid and began to clean it up.
First, chop the fillings for the wontons and dumplings and set them aside. The family that makes the dough and noodles will deliver the dough and noodles she ordered later.
When Zheng Yang came to bring the food, Jiang Ruyu had already opened her shop to sell. She made wontons and dumplings herself and could still supply the food, but she didn't have time to wash the dishes.
When Zheng Yang arrived, he quickly washed the dishes and chopsticks, ate a large bowl of dumplings and wontons himself, and then took the wontons and dumplings his wife had cooked home.
At 8:30, the four aunts that my uncle had invited to help arrived.
Jiang Ruyu didn't have time to greet them. She took out the sleeved aprons she had prepared beforehand and put them on. She told them what they needed to do and then let go of them.
With help from others here, things have become somewhat stable, with daily income hovering around two hundred. Once things settle down here, Jiang Ruyu will start handling the paperwork.
She initially tried to get it done, but the Industry and Commerce Bureau refused, saying there was no precedent for it. However, she couldn't give up; she needed a proper permit.
There are always envious people everywhere. Her business isn't bad, and those who are observant can roughly calculate her daily income by watching her closely every day. She's testing the waters now, and there will definitely be people who want to do it but don't dare, who are envious and jealous and want to report her.
In this case, having a business license issued by the government makes things much safer.
Although she knew that individual development was inevitable, there were significant obstacles at the beginning. All she could do was ensure that she was at least in a position where no one could find fault with her in terms of procedures, hygiene, and pricing. She left the rest to the government, since these were all necessary steps to achieve development.
Jiang Ruyu walked into the Bureau of Industry and Commerce again and found Deputy Director Zhang Yunping. Zhang Yunping got a headache as soon as he saw her. This comrade was just like another female comrade. How could she be so persistent?
Other people would come and ask once, and if they weren't allowed to do it, they would leave. But these two women would ask once, be refused, and then come back every few days.
"Comrade Jiang, it's not that we don't want to process it for you, it's just that there's really no precedent for this. Currently, individuals are allowed to make clothing, embroidered shoes, etc., but not restaurants or catering establishments."
Jiang Ruyu wasn't angry. Instead, she smiled and said to Deputy Director Zhang, "Director Zhang, why don't you come with me to our shop and take a look at our hygiene, our ingredients, our business, and their feedback on our shop? Then you can decide whether or not to issue the permit. There's always a first time, right? We can't just not do it because there's no precedent. People are all about food, clothing, shelter, and transportation. Now that people's lives are getting better, isn't it a good thing if we open a restaurant and give our comrades more choices on their tables?"
In the end, Zhang Yunping was indeed moved by Jiang Ruyu's words. He took several of his subordinates and went to investigate secretly without making a fuss. He even sent one of Jiang Ruyu's subordinates, whom she didn't know, to eat at her house.
The person returned and tried to describe the situation objectively: "The food is very good. The kitchen is transparent, and you can see inside and outside through the glass. I asked, and they said they buy fresh meat from the slaughterhouse on the outskirts of the city every day. The braised meat is braised on the spot, and the quantity is controlled so that there is never any left over. The price is reasonable. It's a great choice to improve your meals every now and then or to satisfy your cravings."
Zhang Yunping nodded to indicate that he understood. After returning, he held a meeting. When Jiang Ruyu came to visit again, Zhang Yunping pointed at her and said, "Young comrade, we have started to study and decide to issue this certificate to you, but there is no template, so it can only be handwritten. We will stamp it."
Jiang Ruyu obtained the business license numbered 02 as she wished, and immediately went to a photo studio to have it framed. At the same time, she also had the leader's speech about trying to find a way to start a small business that would make money framed.
These were all her preparations for dealing with the various whistleblower letters that were about to arrive.
Jiang Ruyu's thinking was correct; it could be said that she anticipated other people's actions, so her preventative measures were very necessary.
Some people are simply envious of Jiang Ruyu's daily earnings, while Jiang Ruyi simply doesn't want her to have an easy time.
When Jiang Ruyi heard that a braised meat shop had opened on West Street, she wanted to try it. Her greatest pleasure now was eating something good. She couldn't see her son, and her husband did nothing but drink, smoke, and do nothing all day.
She dared not go to her father-in-law, so she could only spend money to make herself happy. Her originally delicate features and petite figure have changed under her indulgence. Although her features still show traces of her former beauty, her rounded figure is no longer recognizable.
Life was unsatisfactory and unlucky, and her figure was out of shape. Jiang Ruyi looked like a middle-aged woman. Standing next to Jiang Ruyu, she looked like she was several years older than Jiang Ruyu.
When she arrived at the braised meat shop, she immediately spotted Jiang Ruyu busy in the kitchen. Her eyes flashed, and she asked the person next to her who owned the shop.
"Hey, isn't that the boss? I heard he used to be a manager at a department store."
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