Upon hearing this, the henchmen remembered their initial investment and their faces fell.
Chen Jing is willing to give them goods, but he can't just deliver them directly; he'll only pay them after they've sold them.
Wang Yuan looked at Chen Jing, then at his brothers behind him: "I have 350 yuan on me. How much do you guys have? Let's chip in?"
The henchmen looked at each other, bewildered: "Should we go back and borrow some money?"
Wang Yuan left with his men, and Chen Jing locked up the warehouse before departing, satisfied.
Once his underlings get their stall on track, he can buy wholesale goods every few days and then relax and keep Ji Xia company.
Hehe, now that he's rented a place, he can hug and kiss his woman every night and do some lovey-dovey games. He can put everything else aside for now.
In a good mood, he deposited today's payment into his savings account and then went to a restaurant to get takeout.
Although they rented the house, the two did not plan to stay there for long, so they only bought a small stove to boil water every day, and mostly took out takeout for their food.
As he passed through the market, he smelled the aroma of mutton soup and couldn't help but stop and look around.
A vendor, beaming with smiles, recommended to him: "Fresh lamb bone soup, freshly sliced fatty lamb—it's the perfect dish for hot pot."
Chen Jing couldn't help but have a sudden thought. It's freezing cold in the north, and Ji Xia complains at night that her hands and feet are cold and prone to frostbite. It would be perfect to have some mutton.
He packed a serving of mutton bone soup, cut a pound of mutton, half a pound of sheep tripe and intestines, and bought some Chinese cabbage, bean sprouts, cilantro, and other side dishes. He also went to a restaurant to pack a box of rice.
When he returned to the yard carrying his things, his neighbor, the man next door, Lin He, happened to be riding his bicycle home from get off work.
Lin He saw Chen Jing carrying a basket of meat and food and laughed heartily.
"Brother Chen, buying food again? Why don't you buy a pot and cook for yourself?"
"Too lazy to cook, too much trouble."
Just then, two children in the yard heard the noise outside and rushed out excitedly.
"Dad, Uncle Chen, you're back."
"Yes, I'm back from get off work."
Lin He is also a man who loves children. When he saw his two children, he chuckled and parked his bicycle in the corner of the wall, then picked up his two children, one in each arm.
"Brother Lin is blessed with both a son and a daughter."
As Chen Jing spoke, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a handful of candy: "Here, Uncle is treating you to candy. Eating milk candy will help you grow tall!"
The two children's eyes lit up, and they struggled to jump down from their father's arms, vying to take the candy from Chen Jing's hand.
Lin He shook his head at Chen Jing and said to the two children, "Why don't you thank your uncle?"
"Thank you, Uncle Chen." Two childish voices said in unison, making Chen Jing chuckle.
The two children were polite and quite cute, and Chen Jing felt a little envious.
Unfortunately, he and Ji Xia don't know when they will be able to have their own child.
Chen Jing unlocked the door with his key, put his things down, then went to the kitchen to get his small coal stove. He cleaned the small earthenware pot, poured in the lamb bone soup, and started a fire to simmer it slowly.
When Ji Xia returns, we'll add the mutton and offal to cook them, then add some dipping sauce, and that's hot pot.
Just as the mutton bone soup was bubbling and its aroma filled the air, Ji Xia returned carrying her sketchbook.
Upon seeing Chen Jing, she exclaimed in surprise, "You're back? Didn't you say you were going to pick up the containers today?"
"We asked Wang Yuan and a few others for help, and the problem was solved quickly."
As Chen Jing spoke, he naturally extended his hand, then noticed that Ji Xia was carrying braised pork offal: "You bought food too?"
"Well, you didn't come to pick me up, so I thought you might not be back for a while, and I went to get two portions."
Ji Xia looked down at the stove in front of the house where bone broth was simmering, then at the neatly arranged mutton and side dishes inside: "You bought so much?"
"Don't worry, I'll eat more so I can have the strength to work tonight. If I can't finish it, I'll save some for tomorrow morning."
Upon hearing this, Ji Xia blushed, glanced subconsciously at the other side of the courtyard, and couldn't help but give him a coquettish glare.
"Can't you tone it down a bit?"
Chen Jing chuckled and said, "Okay, whatever you say."
Ji Xia curled her lips into a smile, and Chen Jing quickly kissed her ear again, lowering his voice to say, "You listen to me in bed, but you listen to you out of bed."
"roll!"
Ji Xia's face flushed red, and she kicked him in dissatisfaction, only to be met with Chen Jing's smug laughter.
The mutton bone soup had already boiled. Chen Jing put the sheep intestines and tripe into the earthenware pot and simmered them slowly. He said to Ji Xia, "The hot water is ready. Wash your hands and get ready to eat. We'll have hot pot tonight."
Ji Xia poured half a kettle of boiling water into a wooden basin, added some cold water to wash her hands, and then washed her face with a hot towel.
Touching her damp face, she went back to her room and applied the skin-smoothing cream.
Although spring has brought warmer weather to Beijing, my skin still feels dry and dehydrated, and it's easy for it to peel if I don't take good care of it.
After wiping his face and hands, Chen Jing had already set up a small table next to the small stove and prepared dipping dishes.
Ji Xia sat down at the table, and Chen Jing served her a bowl of milky white mutton soup.
He extended his large, well-defined hand towards her, his sleeve slightly rolled up to reveal a muscular upper arm. This man exuded masculine power from every angle.
Perhaps her gaze was too intense, Chen Jing smiled and raised an eyebrow, "Thinking about it again? Come back after you've eaten and drunk your fill. Don't worry, I'll listen to you in bed tonight too."
Ji Xia spat at him angrily and picked up the milky white bone broth.
After taking a sip of warm soup, she asked in a low voice, "How many goods were delivered to the container today?"
"More than 680 pieces, all women's clothing. My second brother really thinks highly of me. There isn't a single thick coat. The thickest thing I have is a wool spring outfit, and then there are more than 400 spring outfits..."
Chen Jing gave a brief introduction, then whispered his praise: "I just received the goods this afternoon. I took a few brothers to set up a stall for a few hours, and the dozens of items we brought sold out immediately. More than six hundred items, probably in less than a week."
Ji Xia raised an eyebrow: "Are you planning to take them to set up a stall every day?"
"Of course not me. I only handle receiving and wholesaling goods. Why would I set up a stall? They do that—"
Chen Jing talked on and on about the envious looks from his group of underlings and how he set up his stall. Finally, he said, "Now that the goods have been delivered and I've shown them a way to make money, they still don't know how to follow it. They deserve to be poor. If that's the case, there's no need to bring these kinds of people along."
Ji Xia couldn't help but glance at him a few more times. This man was born to be a leader.
Although self-employment is not legal yet, no one will check it anymore. If you are serious about making money, this is indeed a good way.
The styles are good, and the quality is good too. They don't need to go south to Guangzhou to buy goods, or go to Shanghai to inspect the market. As long as they pool their money to buy goods and set up a stall every day, they can make money.
Those underlings can't even make money like that; it just means they're not cut out for this.
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