Wang Jingxia remembered that the last time she came home was about half a year ago.
In just six months, the changes have been tremendous.
Look at what Youyou and Chichi are wearing, they are really eye-catching.
Xiangxiang, the child in Beijing, looks more like the one in the countryside.
Wan Qingliu smiled and said, "There have been big changes in the past six months. Erniu and Ergou are now selling food together and have made quite a bit of money.
My second brother and I went to Guangzhou to buy goods and sell them. You have no idea how good the business is! "
Family members know each other, and there is nothing that cannot be discussed with Wang Jingxia.
When Wang Jingxia heard the news about Erniu, she remembered.
She smiled and said, "When you have time, ask them to come and play too."
This is the advantage of having a big house. When someone comes, there is a place to stay and they don’t have to crowd.
When it comes to doing business, Wang Jingxia thinks she is not as bold as her mother-in-law.
She didn't have the ambition or courage to take the risk, so she didn't intend to make it difficult for herself by trying.
After all, it’s not so decent to set up a stall at this time.
Although she has no prejudice against people who set up stalls, she doesn't dare to do it herself.
But people always have to have a job.
Wang Jingxia has been thinking about this matter for a long time.
She may not have anything else, but her martial arts skills are decent.
"Mom, what can I do?"
Wan Qingliu also knew that although this was a promising era, not everyone could be asked to do business.
She thought about it and realized that the education and training industry would be quite popular in the future.
"How about you teach people martial arts?"
Wang Jingxia was worried: "There are no students, so who would believe me?"
This is Beijing. Wan Qingliu feels that, let alone the future, even in ten or twenty years, there will be many training courses of all kinds.
The internal competition for educational resources broke out completely three or four decades later, but the practice of "cramming children into schools" had already started long before.
In some backward areas, children cannot even afford to go to school, while children in big cities are already beginning to feel suffocated under the pressure of heavy schoolwork.
Apart from anything else, at least many families in Beijing were definitely among the first to attach importance to education.
Although Wan Qingliu felt that it was a bit difficult to run a martial arts training class.
But, as people with cheats, can't she and Hua Wanchi overcome these difficulties?
So, Wan Qingliu became confident all of a sudden.
"Don't you have a lot of professors here? Why don't you go ask them about the situation?"
Don’t waste your existing connections.
"We have a lot of good things at home. If you give us some gifts, won't that make us closer?"
No matter how upright and indifferent a professor is to fame and fortune, he cannot refuse the ways of the world.
Wang Jingxia was a little hesitant: "Will this work?"
It sounds quite troublesome.
And asking someone to do something for you is tiring.
Wan Qingliu: "Look, as Xiangxiang's biological mother, you have to bring her to Beijing to study, let alone other families.
So, things like training courses will have a huge market in the future.”
When Wang Jingxia heard this, she found it made sense.
"Of course, there is another safe way, which is to wait for time."
Wang Jingxia perked up: "Mom, tell me."
"They're collecting houses," Wan Qingliu said. "Now that we have reform and opening up, and the economy is booming, the population will increase, and there will definitely not be enough houses."
"Will the company still allocate housing by then? So, it's only a matter of time before housing prices go up. If you buy a few more units now and sell one in a few years, you'll have enough to live on for a long time."
"When the housing prices go up again, I'll sell another one and the money will come in. The other houses can be kept and will continue to appreciate in value."
Wang Jingxia felt that every word here was flawless, but why didn't she think of it? So why does the mother-in-law make money?
She deserves to earn this brain!
Wan Qingliu couldn't help but recall Hua Wanchi's previous life.
Hua Wanchi was not born in the backward Gan Province. Although she lived in the countryside with Hua Wanchi, the housing prices in the city were extremely expensive.
She owned several houses by accident, and watched the value of the houses increase over time. Wow, after more than ten years, the prices of the houses skyrocketed!
She was also lucky that some of her houses were about to be demolished, and some of them happened to be near the best schools in the city.
An ancestor reminded her that she sold her house when the housing prices were at their highest. After that, the economy began to go into recession and housing prices plummeted.
Although ordinary people still cannot afford it, for those who own a house, the price drop is so low that it makes people feel heartbroken.
Fortunately she sold it, but she was reluctant to spend the money, so she passed away suddenly.
The memories ended and Wan Qingliu smiled.
"It's near the Forbidden City. I guarantee it will appreciate in value. Trust me."
Wang Jingxia had nothing to doubt about it, mainly because her mother-in-law earned money. The reason why she could make money was that she must have an extraordinary vision.
So she nodded.
But she didn't plan to rely solely on the house, she still planned to work hard in the training class.
Wan Qingliu was still talking to Wang Jingxia over there, while Hua Qingping was showing off the courtyard house with Hua Xuguo and his wife over here.
Hua Xuguo was amazed: "This courtyard is really magnificent."
This immediately made Hua Qingping feel relieved. "Of course, I bought this big house specially for you. How about it? Well, you can stay wherever you want when you come. There are plenty of rooms!"
Zhou Yujiao turned around and looked around: "Such a big house must be very expensive, right?"
Hua Qingping waved his hand: "About two thousand yuan."
Money was still very valuable at that time. When everyone's average salary was only a few dozen yuan, it would cost at most a few hundred yuan to buy an ordinary house.
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