Xie Tingyu fell down as soon as he touched the pillow. Except for the time when he was repairing the reservoir in the countryside, Ye Qingshui had never seen him so tired.
However, Ye Qingshui quickly understood what was going on.
A few days later, Shen Weimin sneaked to Xie's house in the middle of the night to look for Xie Tingyu.
He secretly took out a big stack of banknotes from his pocket and handed it to Xie Tingyu: "Here, Brother Yu, this is yours."
"Should we continue? It's up to you..."
Shen Weimin looked at the brother nervously.
He hadn't cared about something so much in a long time. His heart felt warm yet tormented, like a pancake.
"What are you...doing?"
Ye Qingshui saw Shen Weimin retract his hand, and Xie Tingyu put the money back into his pocket as if nothing had happened. Although the clothes he wore in spring were not thick, he could not see any trace of stuffing a stack of money in his pocket.
Ye Qingshui put his hands in front of Xie Tingyu and spread them out.
The man stared at her, then reluctantly took out the money from his pocket and put it in her palm.
Ye Qingshui was stunned. This was a hard, thick stack of money. With this thickness, it was probably worth nearly a thousand dollars in total.
Ye Qingshui was surprised.
Shen Weimin covered his face and wiped it.
Seeing that he could no longer hide the truth, he went to the couple's room and told Ye Qingshui everything.
"Brother Yu extracted silver from the waste fixer..."
It turned out that during this period, Xie Tingyu was also making money, but his way of making money was somewhat unique.
Xie Tingyu discovered a long time ago that the waste fixer solution from the photo studio contained silver. He spent several days in the laboratory and extracted the silver using a simple method. He and Shen Weimin decided to rent a car to go to the photo studio every day to collect the waste fixer solution.
In this era, apart from the official unified sales and purchase, private sales of gold and silver were prohibited. After Xie Tingyu extracted the silver from the fixer, Shen Weimin was responsible for reselling the silver and exchanging it bit by bit.
Silver was a circulating currency in the past, and it is still the raw material for precious jewelry today. It has extremely strong liquidity and is extremely popular wherever it is placed, and there is no shortage of buyers.
Ye Qingshui's eyes lit up when he heard this.
No wonder Xie Tingyu got full marks in chemistry. The way this educated person makes money is different from that of ordinary people.
Shen Weimin's heart pounded as he stretched out his finger, "I feel like I'm dreaming. One hundred kilograms of waste film fluid can precipitate almost a pound of silver."
How much is one gram of silver? This question popped up in Ye Qingshui's mind immediately. But when the man put another thick, warm bundle of banknotes in front of her, Ye Qingshui's eyes could not move.
"Brother Yu is really smart. I admire him. How could ordinary people imagine that silver can be extracted from waste film fluid?" said Shen Weimin.
However, this job was not easy. After class, two college students rode their tricycles to search all the photo studios in the city. Fortunately, the people of the capital had some money in their pockets, and the photo studios were doing good business. They happened to be there just after the Chinese New Year, so the customer flow was very high.
Otherwise, in a small place like Hongqi County, it would be good to receive 100 kilograms of waste film fluid every day.
After Shen Weimin left.
Xie Tingyu took out the money and said to his wife, "We made a total of more than 3,400 yuan this time. Wei Min and I will each take half."
Ye Qingshui counted the money, and after deducting the cost, Xie Tingyu still had 1,580 yuan left.
She counted the money with a smile, just like a landlord lying in the vault counting his money.
Xie Tingyu couldn't help laughing when he saw his wife's happy expression.
However, after Ye Qingshui counted the money, she pursed her lips and smiled, and handed it to him together with the money that Xie Tingyu had previously deposited with her.
Xie Tingyu was stunned.
He said, "No need. Just leave it with you. The money I earn should be spent on my wife."
Xie Tingyu had known about this method of extracting silver from waste liquid a long time ago, but he had never tried it before. This time he was simply provoked by his wife.
How could Xie Tingyu, as a man, remain indifferent when his wife, pregnant with a big belly, still earns money to support the family? Although he hopes that his wife can live a comfortable life, his wife is definitely not the kind of housewife who relies on a man to support her.
As a husband, Xie Tingyu could only provide more financial support.
Ye Qingshui flattened the corners of his mouth, and his heart softened, feeling sweet and warm.
She glanced over and glanced at him: "I don't want to manage your money."
Ye Qingshui straightened Xie Tingyu's clothes and said gently, "You are a man, and you have a lot of places to spend money. If you want to do something else, just ask me for money. I have saved a lot of money for you."
Ye Qingshui counted carefully. The eight hundred yuan he had given her before, the rent of the courtyard house under his name, plus the fifteen hundred yuan, all together made up about three thousand yuan.
China will usher in reform and opening up in a few months. Xie Tingyu wants to start a business, and it is convenient to have money on hand. Ye Qingshui is worried about this stupid man who wants to start from scratch even though his family is rich.
Xie Tingyu felt warm inside when he heard this.
He couldn't help laughing, "As a student, what other places can I spend money on?"
"When I can no longer receive used film fluids, I will sell this method."
Ye Qingshui really felt sorry for the man: "It's better not to do it. This job is tiring after all."
The more profitable a method is, the less likely it is to continue in the long run. Xie Tingyu is very clear about this. In the later stage, more and more people will join in, which will greatly increase the cost and squeeze the profit margin.
It’s better to leave early and make some money at the same time.
Xie Tingyu had not expected that he and Shen Weimin would do this job until the summer, until the people at the Capital Photo Studio could recognize them with their eyes closed.
Finally one day, the clerk of the photo studio could no longer resist curiosity and asked, "Why do you collect these? I heard that you can extract silver from them. Is it true?"
Xie Tingyu glanced at Shen Weimin.
Shen Weimin coughed and took out a small advertisement with a phone number on it from his arms.
He whispered in the other person's ear in a mysterious voice, "This is a technique we learned elsewhere at a cost of 800 yuan. If someone around you can save up that much money, you can make your money back in a few months by collecting this waste fixer."
When the guy in the photo studio saw it, he felt dizzy.
"A way to get rich quickly, extracting silver from wastewater, if you are interested please contact Mr. Liu immediately..."
His heart couldn't stop pounding, and he quickly put the ad in his pocket, "Is this true?"
Shen Weimin glared back, “Is it true that we can collect half a year’s worth of waste film fluid in one go?”
After Xie Tingyu decided to stop, he gave the finishing touches to Shen Weimin.
Shen Weimin was also amazing. He spent money to have people post this advertisement on the streets. Or put it in newspapers, or throw it into people's vegetable baskets. This advertisement, which most people would not believe, actually attracted many people to come and inquire.
Shen Weimin received a full 6,400 yuan in tuition fees by teaching technology. He jokingly said: "The 800 yuan tuition fee can definitely be recovered in a month of hard work and dedication. Brother Yu, we have made a big loss."
"Why don't we just keep going?"
The 5,000 yuan mountain collection fee was divided equally among everyone, and Xie Tingyu took 3,200 yuan.
Xie Tingyu counted the money and said seriously, "I won't do it anymore. I need to focus on my studies. If there is such a thing again in the future, I will call you back."
After Xie Tingyu made some money from extracting silver from waste film fluid, he bought some cloth for his wife from the black market.
Summer is here, and Ye Qingshui can no longer wear the clothes she wore before she got pregnant last year. Pregnant women with heavy bodies cannot tolerate heat, so Xie Tingyu spent money to buy an electric fan for his wife, and she was sweating.
Xie Tingyu felt so distressed when he saw this that he bought some thin gauze and made a few skirts for his wife.
Ye Qingshui was wearing a light skirt and didn't feel so stuffy anymore.
She looked at her bulging belly with some distress, "It seems to be very big."
"The doctor said it might be twins. Thank you for your hard work, Shui'er."
Xie Tingyu was a little frightened when he saw his wife's belly. He leaned down to listen and kissed her belly, "Baby, be good and don't make your mother suffer so much."
Having twins is somewhat of a family hereditary factor. Wen Zhihua also gave birth to twins.
Xie Tingyu's grandmother also gave birth to twins, but one of them died when he was very young and was not raised.
Ye Qingshui was wearing soft fabric and was enjoying the fan. She couldn't be more comfortable. She said to the man, "Aren't you afraid that people will say you are doing something petty bourgeois?"
Xie Tingyu whispered to his wife, "I was afraid, of course I wasn't. But I couldn't help but buy it."
"So we can just wear it at home."
When Ye Qingshui couldn't stand the heat anymore, he would miss the air conditioners of later generations, and even couldn't resist craving for something cool.
As the month went by, she spent less time working and read books when she had free time.
Although Ye Qingshui could no longer do strenuous work, she hired an assistant and paid him 45 yuan a month.
Zhang Hongying came to help Ye Qingshui every day. She was a military wife who came from the countryside. She had a low level of education and could not find a good job in Beijing. The army arranged for her to take care of the children in a nursery, but Zhang Hongying thought the salary was not as high as what she could get from Ye Qingshui, so she declined the job.
Zhang Hongying had poor eyesight and couldn't tell what material Ye Qingshui was wearing.
I just felt it felt strangely comfortable to touch, and at most I just looked at it a few times.
But Xu Maofang's ancestors were tailors, so it's easy to tell. Ye Qingshui was wearing Xiangyunsha, the only silk fabric dyed with pure plant dyes among existing textiles, which is called "soft gold" in the textile industry.
Xu Maofang bumped into Ye Qingshui while greeting him.
She was stunned for a long time.
Ye Qingshui makes money by selling sausages, and he actually has enough money to buy this kind of material.
Xu Maofang finally came to her senses. She no longer objected to her daughter making sausages. If she could make a lot of money by selling a few sausages, she would like to do it herself.
So when Zhang Hongying was making sausages, she felt that she was frequently being stared at by Mrs. Xie.
She was not stupid. The last time Xie Tingyu and his wife moved out of their home, it was this stepmother who had caused them to do so. She turned her back and deliberately closed the kitchen door.
"Why, Mrs. Xie is also interested in such filthy things?"
If Xu Maofang wasn't Mrs. Xie, Zhang Hongying would have slapped someone who was clearly trying to steal the craft. Many military wives in the compound were jealous of Ye Qingshui's ability to make money with this craft, and they asked Zhang Hongying countless questions, both openly and covertly.
Zhang Hongying was already on guard and understood what was going on as soon as she saw Xu Maofang's look.
Xu Maofang smiled gently: "Xiaoying, you must be tired, sit down and drink some water before you continue working."
She withdrew her gaze. In fact, it didn't matter whether she looked or not. Ye Qingshui had been making sausages at home for more than half a year, and Xu Maofang could probably guess how to make sausages. The key was the recipe of Ye Qingshui's spices.
Xu Maofang didn't know much about spices and herbs. Every time Ye Qingshui brought back more than twenty kinds of spices of different sizes, she was dazzled.
Ye Qingshui watched from the side with a meaningful look in his eyes.
She ate some fruit and whispered to Zhang Hongying for a while, "Save some of the braised meat for today. I'll take some to Brother Yu and Big Brother to eat."
Zhang Hongying's eyes flickered after hearing this, and she glanced towards the kitchen, "Qingshui, you are too heavy to carry the braised meat, I will go with you."
Zhang Hongying fished out ten kilograms of braised meat and put it in an iron basin. She sliced the braised meat deftly, each slice was moist and greasy.
After tinkering with it for a while, she went to the military academy with Ye Qingshui.
Xu Maofang watched the two people leave. When the door locked, she walked to the kitchen and took out the spices that Ye Qingping usually used from the shelf. Xu Maofang did not finish the whole bag, but took a little bit, wrapped it in paper and put it in her pocket.
Ye Qingshui came to Beijing University and went to Xie Tingyu's dormitory. Zhang Hongying brought another pot of braised meat to Xie Tingjue.
If Xie Tingyu didn't go home at noon, he would go back to the dormitory to rest.
Everyone in his dormitory knew Ye Qingshui, and when they saw her bringing a pot full of braised meat, the group of half-grown boys cried out in surprise.
The person who received the most envious looks in the entire dormitory was Xie Tingyu. He was simply a winner in life.
Not only are they married, but they are also planning to have a baby. Not only is his sister-in-law gentle and beautiful, she also brings him some food every now and then. The food Ye Qingshui picks is the most scarce food for boys of this age, and every meal is meat.
In this age of food and clothing shortages, who can resist the charm of meat?
When Xie Tingyu was eating, everyone in the dormitory was secretly greedy. Fortunately, he still had a conscience and would share some with his roommates.
This can be considered a way for students living outside the dormitory to quickly consolidate the pure friendship between roommates.
"Brother Yu is having an English oral exam. It's really unfortunate that my sister-in-law came here."
Ye Qingshui didn't know about the oral exam for men yet. Fang Qingzhuo, the second oldest in the dormitory, said, "It's better to come at the right time than to come early. We were planning to go and see it. Sister-in-law, will you go with us?"
"Sister-in-law, please walk slowly. There will still be something to see if you go late." Fang Qingzhuo said slowly.
He looked at Ye Qingshui's bulging belly and felt a little frightened.
If he took his sister-in-law to the lecture hall, would Xie Tingyu come back to settle the score with him?
"Yes, yes, yes, walk slowly. Sister-in-law may not know how powerful Brother Yu is. He wins most of the competitions he participates in. There is no suspense and we are all tired of watching him."
"He is quite popular and the professor admires him very much."
No, Ye Qingshui knows.
She had already felt the crushing defeat of intelligence quotient during the college entrance examination.
But it was not until she went to the scene that she realized what the man had transformed into in the past six months. "He is quite popular" is still a modest description. Ye Qingshui watched for half an hour, and when other contestants gave speeches, the response was average.
It wasn't until it was his turn to go on stage and speak that the venue began to erupt in warm applause.
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