Qin Huairu naturally knew this, so she kept begging.
Dry polishing does not require high technical skills, but the working environment is very bad. Cleaning is easier, but it is not very decent to talk about it. There is no room for promotion for both.
Once she leaves the locksmith workshop, she can only wait until after work to learn her skills. However, this requires that there is an empty operating table in the workshop and someone is willing to teach her.
Otherwise, where can you practice your skills during the time after get off work?
It’s a pity that no matter how Qin Huairu slept, Wu Liangcai didn’t give her any room for negotiation.
There was no way, Qin Huairu could only choose one of the two.
"I'll go clean up."
In the end, Qin Huairu chose an easier job. Although it didn't sound very decent, it gave her more free time. She could finish sweeping the floor early and then go to the cafeteria to grab instant noodles.
According to people in the workshop, because there were so many people buying instant noodles, Canteen No. 2 also had to open a window to sell instant noodles. This meant that she could grab all the noodles from Canteen No. 1 and then run to Canteen No. 2 to continue grabbing noodles. If she did it properly, she could buy ten packets a day. Including the ten packets that Yan Jiecheng brought, she would have a total of twenty packets of instant noodles.
If you sell all of them on the black market, you can earn one dollar and eighty cents a day, which is fifty-four dollars a month, which is equivalent to the income of a level five or six intermediate fitter. Add to that the fifteen dollars you earn from sweeping the floor, and you get sixty-nine dollars a month!
This is sixty-nine yuan, which is more than what Yi Zhonghai earns.
Thinking of this, Qin Huairu suddenly found it acceptable again.
Compared to doing locksmith work, sweeping the floor seems to be a good idea. I just need to clean the designated area and I can take a break in the remaining time.
"Well, you can go home and rest for a day today, and report directly to the logistics department tomorrow."
Wu Liangcai didn't want to say anything more to Qin Huairu, so he left the workshop directly after giving her instructions.
"No, I'll report in this afternoon!"
Qin Huairu shouted at Wu Liangcai's back.
This attracted the attention of many fitters.
"Team leader, what's going on? Is Qin Huairu leaving?" A fitter dropped the work at hand and hurriedly came to Wang Erhai.
The team members around him also looked at Wang Erhai expectantly.
Wang Erhai first glanced at Qin Huairu, then nodded: "Alright, alright, get her back to work, don't talk nonsense."
He knew very well that the group's performance would improve as soon as Qin Huairu left.
But Qin Huairu was also Wang Erhai's apprentice before, and now that she was kicked out of the workshop, he felt a little embarrassed.
Soon, Qin Huairu packed up her things and strode out of the locksmith workshop.
The registration date was in the afternoon, so Qin Huairu planned to go home and rest for the morning and make some plans.
If she only set up a stall in one black market, the risk would be greater. She wanted to change the location every two days to ensure that she could sell the goods safely every time.
When Qin Huairu returned home and told Jia Dongxu that she had been transferred to clean the house, Jia Dongxu was furious.
Lao Jia stayed at the job of a fitter. Although he was transferred to work in the cafeteria for a while, he was eventually transferred back.
In Jia Dongxu's opinion, this job position will be passed on to Banggeng, and when Banggeng grows up, he can continue to work as a fitter.
But who would have thought that Qin Huairu actually turned her workstation into a cleaning job.
That’s possible!
"No, Qin Huairu, what happened to you? It's fine that you can't go back to the cafeteria, but why did you get kicked out of the locksmith workshop?"
"It's fine if you sweep the floor, but my son Banggeng can't do this job in the future. He won't be able to find a wife if he does!"
Cleaning includes cleaning the toilet. When Banggeng reaches the age to get married, the matchmaker will definitely not introduce him to anyone when he hears that he is responsible for sweeping the floor and cleaning the toilet.
"What can I do? The new director has been giving me a hard time since day one!"
Qin Huairu said unhappily, "If you don't agree, go to the factory and find Wu Liangcai yourself!"
"Why should I go?" Jia Dongxu was dissatisfied.
"If you don't dare to go, don't say so much. What's wrong with being transferred? What's wrong with a salary of fifteen yuan a month? I can earn more than fifty yuan a month by selling instant noodles." Qin Huairu didn't want to listen to Jia Dongxu's nagging complaints, so she simply used her income to shut Jia Dongxu up.
You know what, this trick is quite useful.
When Jia Dongxu heard that he could make so much money by selling instant noodles, he stopped talking on the spot.
Selling instant noodles was Qin Huairu's idea. Jia Dongxu had no right to make decisions. As long as he could make money and support his family, it didn't seem to matter much whether he worked as a fitter or not.
As for Banggeng taking over, it will take another ten or twenty years. I should save more money in these years, and then I can transfer Banggeng to a good position, such as the cafeteria or the propaganda department.
In this way, Qin Huairu worked diligently on the cleaning job. She was very motivated and could complete the task one or two hours ahead of schedule every day.
This also gave her plenty of time to grab some instant noodles.
For four or five days in a row, Qin Huairu got twenty bowls of instant noodles as she wished. Seeing that the people in the cafeteria had no objections, Yan Jiecheng gradually got used to bringing instant noodles for Qin Huairu.
It's just a simple thing and you can make a few cents, so why not do it?
That night, Qin Huairu quietly went out at around 12 o'clock as usual.
Today I went to a new black market, which is located in a small park not far from Houhai. Although it is not as big as Liulichang, the things sold there are varied and there are quite a few people coming to the black market.
Qin Huairu walked a few dozen meters inward and randomly chose an open space on the side of the road.
These days she has gained experience in selling products. She doesn't need to shout hard. Just make a bowl of instant noodles with hot water and people will come to her.
As long as there are people gathering in front of the stall, twenty servings of instant noodles can be sold out easily.
"Instant noodles, fragrant instant noodles."
After pouring hot water into the lunch box, Qin Huairu began to shout softly.
The aroma of instant noodles is already overbearing, and it is even more tempting in the early hours of the night.
Soon a man and a woman came over. The man pointed at the instant noodles on the stall and asked, "Oh, they smell so good. Where did you get so many instant noodles?"
Huh?
Someone who knows the goods actually came?
Qin Huairu was delighted, thinking that the two people in front of her should be her old customers.
Old customers are great. If they stand in front of her stall, they can quickly help her attract business.
"Have you bought it before?" Qin Huairu handed over the lunch box cheerfully: "Do you want some ready-made? I just made it."
"How much?" the woman sniffed and asked.
"Two cents, it's always two cents. I'm an honest person and never raise the price randomly." Qin Huairu replied with some pride.
"Well, you buy it for one cent and sell it for two cents. You are quite good at doing business." The man stared at Qin Huairu and his expression suddenly became serious.
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