As soon as the Qu Xiangqian brothers left, Jiang Yang asked worriedly, "Are they scammers? What if they take the money and run away?"
1,500 yuan. I thought Yang Niannian would bargain, but who knew she actually agreed right away.
Jiang Yang began to re-examine Yang Niannian. He always felt that she had just grown a brain in the previous second and lost it in the next second.
Yang Niannian shook her head affirmatively, "Don't worry, they are not scammers. It is more reliable to ask them than to ask others. At least his brother-in-law is the owner of the car dealership. The monk may run away, but the temple cannot."
Jiang Yang was still a little worried, "But...does your family have so much money?"
"I brought my passbook with me. I'll go and withdraw 1,000 yuan after I sell the clothes." The money she deposited had not even warmed up yet, and she had to withdraw it again. Yang Niannian felt a little distressed.
Jiang Yang's eyes widened. "Brother Lu, do you know? You have to discuss this matter with him. He is so big and he is a soldier. Your small body is not strong enough for him to punch you."
In the countryside, it is common for men to beat their wives, mostly over trivial matters.
Yang Niannian took out 1,000 yuan from her passbook at once. What if Lu Shishen got angry?
Although he treated Yang Niannian as his own sister, he did not have the ability to raise her now, and... he could not beat Lu Shishen, so he had no way to help her vent her anger.
Yang Niannian looked at him strangely, "Why do you always think that Lu Shishen would commit domestic violence? He is a righteous man, not a domestic violence man, right?"
"It's not like that." Jiang Yang looked worried, "But 1,000 yuan is not a small amount of money."
"Oh, stop being so fussy. We will earn much more than this 1,000 yuan in the future." Yang Niannian looked around, "Where's Yueyue?"
Jiang Yang then remembered his sister and led Yang Niannian to the house. "Yueyue is sleeping in the house. She should be awake by now."
When they entered the room, they found Jiang Yueyue was still sleeping soundly like a lazy pig.
Yang Niannian took out five yuan from his pocket and handed it to Jiang Yang. "My bicycle chain is broken. It's in the next room. Go and fix it for me. Keep the remaining money for living expenses. I'll take Yueyue to get the goods. When you're done fixing the bike, come find us at Chengzhong Street."
Jiang Yang took the money, and a heavy expression appeared on his still childish face. It was the first time in his life that he had touched so much money.
"Be careful." Jiang Yang reminded them worriedly and turned to leave the house.
Yang Niannian woke up Jiang Yueyue, carried her to the pedal tricycle, and went to the wholesale market together. On the way, she also bought meat buns for Jiang Yueyue as breakfast.
Now that Jiang Yang has a place to store clothes, she simply took some more goods. The unsold ones can be placed at Jiang Yang's residence first, so she doesn't have to run to the wholesale market every day.
Ever since the cropped pants became popular, they have been sold in all clothing stores and street vendors. With her good figure and beautiful looks, Yang Niannian can sell seven or eight pairs of cropped pants and a dozen short-sleeved shirts a day by pairing them with various styles of tops.
The business is not as good as it was at the beginning, but it is not bad either. The daily income is more than Lu Shishen makes in a month.
She makes money every day and sells her products enthusiastically. She feels like she has missed out on hundreds of millions if she doesn’t go out to sell her products for a day.
After repairing the bicycle, Jiang Yang came to Yang Niannian's stall. He was worried that his and Jiang Yueyue's attire would affect Yang Niannian's business, so he took Jiang Yueyue to wait under the shade of a tree not far away.
As soon as the brother and sister left, a pair of familiar faces came to Yang Niannian’s stall.
"Aren't you selling clothes in the store? Why are you setting up a stall here?" Ye Meijing stared at Yang Niannian with a look of surprise and weirdness, almost thinking she was dazzled.
Zhou Xueli was also surprised. The two of them heard that there was a little girl selling beautiful clothes at a stall here, so they wanted to come over to take a look. They didn't expect that it was Yang Niannian selling clothes here.
It's true that enemies often meet in a narrow road.
Haicheng is so small that it is normal to meet acquaintances. Yang Niannian was well prepared and lied without blushing or beating her heart.
"My boss fired me because business was bad, so I set up a stall to sell clothes. Is there any problem with that?"
Zhou Xueli frowned, "You are just speculating."
Ye Meijing seemed to have caught something, and gloated as she continued, "You are a military wife, and your husband is the head of a regiment. It's not good for you to do such things, right?"
"Are you still living in some remote mountain area that has not been liberated?" Yang Niannian sneered, "The country supports individual businesses and farmers' entrepreneurship, but you are still here talking about speculation. Do you have opinions about the country's policies, or do you have other thoughts?"
“…”
Zhou Xueli and Ye Meijing were speechless, but they had no intention of leaving.
Yang Niannian had heard An An mention before that Zhou Xueli believed that doing business was "speculation and profiteering".
She was worried that she had no chance to confront Zhou Xueli, and she had no intention of letting go of this opportunity.
"Teacher Zhou, although you are not a regular teacher, you have taught many students. How can you educate children correctly with your thoughts?"
Zhou Xueli was speechless, her face looked unhappy, and after a long pause she said, "It was just a slip of the tongue, there's no need for you to hold on to it, right?"
"I'm doing business. You're not buying or selling. You're just staying here and refusing to leave. Aren't you just waiting for me to say something unpleasant?" Yang Niannian said.
“…”
Zhou Xueli pursed her lips and couldn't say anything. Yang Niannian was too good at talking and she couldn't beat her.
Ye Meijing couldn't argue with Yang Niannian, and since Lu Shishen held a higher position than her husband, she didn't dare to have a head-on conflict with Yang Niannian.
I was beaten up by a man last time, and it still hurts when I think about it now.
After relaxing her expression, Ye Meijing said in a strange tone, "We just saw you selling clothes and came over to say hello. Why are you like a hedgehog?"
"Now that we're done greeting each other, can you guys leave now?" Yang Niannian ordered them to leave.
Ye Meijing snorted, turned around and walked away. Zhou Xueli glanced at Yang Niannian and followed Ye Meijing.
The two of them didn't walk far, but hid in the dark and observed for a while. After seeing Yang Niannian selling a pair of leggings, Ye Meijing's teeth were almost broken with jealousy.
"Before, Yang's wife bought a pair of pants for 15 yuan, and the boss made money. Now she sells them for 19 yuan, and makes at least 6 or 7 yuan per pair. If she sells one pair a day, she can make 100 to 200 yuan a month. Her monthly income is equivalent to my husband's income in half a year."
"Not that much, right?" Zhou Xueli didn't believe it. If it was really that profitable, wouldn't others know to sell it? How could it be Yang Niannian's turn?
"Why not?" Ye Meijing said, biting her back teeth. "Even if she only makes 5 yuan for a pair of pants, she will have an income of 150 yuan a month."
After hearing Meijing's calculation, Zhou Xueli also began to feel jealous.
She teaches those naughty kids, which is so annoying all day long, and she only makes 15 yuan a month. Yang Niannian can earn it back in two or three days. When she thinks about it this way, she feels like a fool. It is not as cost-effective as others who work so hard to stand here for a whole morning.
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