Nine o'clock in the morning.
Finally, the mother and child reached the county town's commercial street. It was called a commercial street, but it was actually quite simple, just a short road with a few small shops on both sides. It couldn't compare to the nearby department stores and state-owned shopping malls, but it had the advantage of a wide variety of goods at low prices, so many people usually came here to buy things.
Feng Jingrou went from shop to shop along the road, and soon found a shop with the words "Sweater Processing" written in calligraphy.
The shop sign is "Fat Sister Sweater Shop".
"Found it." Feng Jingrou was delighted.
Qin Anan was in the backpack, turning her little head and looking around curiously.
In her eyes as a person from the future, the 1980s were full of business opportunities and gold!
She seemed to see countless money waving at her, shouting at her temptingly: Come on, pick me up!
You came too early.
The sweater shop was not open yet. Feng Jingrou stood at the door and waited for a while before a middle-aged woman opened the door.
The middle-aged woman was slightly plump, with short curly hair. She smiled as soon as she saw everyone: "Are you looking for a sweater? Come on, come in and sit down!"
"Wow! This little girl is so pretty. How old is she?"
The middle-aged woman smiled and teased Qin Anan.
Qin Anan opened her little mouth and showed her a smile with only two teeth.
"Eight months." Feng Jingrou rarely has the opportunity to come to the county town and feels a little cramped.
She quickly scanned the sweaters hanging on the wall, and made sure that she could knit most of the patterns there. Then she calmed herself down and stated her purpose.
"Can you knit?" The female boss glanced at the coal dust that couldn't be washed off Feng Jingrou's fingernails and frowned. "We only knit sweaters with complicated patterns in our shop, not plain ones."
Flat stitch is the simplest stitch.
Nowadays, people go to and from get off work on time and have plenty of spare time, which is enough for knitting. People can learn to knit simple patterns by themselves and don’t need to buy them in a store.
Although the female boss seemed a bit snobbish, what she said was quite reasonable.
Feng Jingrou quickly pointed to several sweaters hanging on the wall: "This one, this one, and this one. I can knit all of these."
"I'm not very good at the other ones, but they don't look too complicated. As long as you are willing to teach me, I can definitely learn them."
The female boss still looked skeptical.
After some thought, the female boss waved her hand and said, "You can go look elsewhere. I don't need anyone here."
Teach your apprentice and starve yourself to death.
She only hired acquaintances who knew her well. If she taught a stranger something, and she opened a store next door, wouldn't she be creating a competitor for herself?
At this time, workers came to the store to work one after another.
When he heard that Feng Jingrou was looking for a job, his eyes immediately became unfriendly.
They are all paid on a piece-rate basis. If one more worker comes, there will be one less sweater they are given, and they will earn less money.
They would all rather be the only employee in the store, so how could there be room for Feng Jingrou?
"Hey, our boss lady said she is not hiring anymore, why are you still standing here?" An old lady with thick hair on her lips like a beard immediately started to shout in a shrill voice to drive the people away. Led by her, others also followed suit.
Feng Jingrou was thin-skinned and her face instantly turned red all the way to her neck.
She felt very embarrassed, but thinking that the children would soon have no food to eat, she blushed and tried to fight for it again.
"Boss, I really can knit. Would you like to try my skills?"
"If you think I'm not capable, I'll leave immediately without saying anything!"
The female boss still shook her head.
Qin Anan was sitting in the store playing. When she looked up, she saw embarrassed tears in her mother's eyes.
As the little hand loosened, a ball of wool fell to the ground.
In his previous life, Qin Anan rose from an orphan to the richest man. He had long since developed a pair of sharp eyes and could tell at a glance what the proprietress was worried about.
She sighed softly: [Alas, small-business thinking is not good!]
The difference between a small businessman and a business tycoon is that the small businessman is always desperately guarding his own territory, fearing that others will take a piece of the pie. But the tycoon is constantly seeking opportunities to cooperate with the outside world, collaborating with the wise and brave, or recruiting talents from all over the world, or making angel investments. What could be more joyful than making money through the hands of others?
In the business world, it's natural to be cautious and prevent problems before they arise. However, being constantly on guard against others will only lead to complacency and trapping oneself in the pursuit of short-term gains.
Qin Anan had no obligation to help a stranger, but since it was related to her mother's work, she decided to put her "lying down" career on hold and give a helping hand.
The spiritual consciousness flashed back to the space.
The little guy stood on tiptoe and fiddled around at the super counter for a long time.
Found it!
"Heaven's Secret Selection Talisman".
The person who is cast with the talisman will make the most beneficial choice for himself in business cooperation.
Price: 30 yuan.
【purchase!】
Qin Anan had the talisman in her hands as soon as she thought about it.
She crawled to the female boss's feet using her hands and feet, babbling for a hug.
The female boss liked Qin Anan very much. As soon as she heard her voice, she bent down with a smile and picked her up.
"Cute little guy, you want your aunt to hug you, right?" The female boss unconsciously lowered her voice when talking to Qin Anan.
Who can resist such a cute girl?
Qin Anan smiled sweetly at the female boss, flipped her palm, and injected the talisman into the female boss's body.
[Mom, if you ask Auntie one more time, it should be okay, right?]
It was Qin Anan’s first time using the talisman, and she didn’t quite understand its effects, so she was muttering to herself.
Feng Jingrou had already backed out, but after hearing her daughter's voice, she shamelessly begged again.
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