"Come and have a look. Three sets for only three dollars. The quantity is limited. We will close the stall when they are sold out."

"Three dollars won't buy you any loss or deception."

"Opportunities are rare, so if you miss it today, you'll have to wait another year."

The cold wind accompanied by drizzle made people's hands and feet stiff and their noses runny. Pedestrians were all wrapped in thick cotton-padded clothes, with their heads and faces tightly covered with hats and scarves.

Despite the cold weather, Ling Chuanzhi's stall at the entrance of the clothing market was bustling with activity.

Zhou Xiaowei, wrapped in an old military coat, stood on a one-meter-high chair, holding a loudspeaker and loudly soliciting customers.

Feng Cuihua was responsible for keeping an eye on the stall to prevent anyone from taking advantage of the situation and stealing things.

Lingchuan had a canvas bag hanging on his chest and was responsible for checking out and collecting money.

The three of them divided the work and worked together, and were busy.

Feng Cuihua's eyes were scanning around like a radar, and suddenly she noticed a familiar figure not far away. She quickly patted Ling Chuan who was counting the money with his head down.

"Chuanzi, look who's here!"

Ling Chuan looked up, and when he saw Yun Mo standing not far away, his black eyes, which were wet by the cold rain, instantly burst into a glow of joy.

"daughter in law!"

Hearing his shout, the customers who were shopping also turned around.

"Oh, you are so lucky, you have such a beautiful wife."

"Yes, she is as pretty as a flower on a branch, and has a good temperament. She is a college student, right?"

Most of the people buying things at the stalls were elderly aunts and uncles. When they saw Yun Mo, they all teased Ling Chuan in a good-natured way.

Ling Chuan's face flushed slightly, but his eyes could not hide his joy and pride.

"My wife is in her third year of high school this year and will take the college entrance examination next year."

"No wonder, she looks like a well-educated and well-mannered girl."

Ling Chuan chatted with the customer for a while, then asked Feng Cuihua to look after the stall, and he quickly ran to his wife.

"Wife, why are you here? Is there something wrong at home?"

There were still drizzles in the sky. Ling Chuan left the tent and his head and eyebrows were soon covered with fine raindrops.

Yun Mo subconsciously raised the umbrella to help shield him.

Ling Chuan cooperated by bending down and hiding under the umbrella, and took the cloth bag from her hand with his big hands.

Ling Chuan was a little surprised by the weight of the bag. "It's so heavy, what's in it?"

"Dumplings and mutton soup. It's cold, so drink some soup to warm yourself up."

As she spoke, Yun Mo took out a handkerchief and helped him wipe the water droplets off his head and face.

Ling Chuan raised his face in enjoyment, his dark and bright eyes looking at his wife who was so close to him. Although it was a freezing cold day, he felt as if there was an oven in his heart, warm and cozy.

“Where are the dumplings?”

"I bought dumpling wrappers and a lamb leg. I chopped the meat into stuffing for dumplings and used the bones to make soup."

It was noon, and Ling Chuan was already hungry after being busy all morning, but he had not had the time to buy food. When he heard that the bag contained dumplings and mutton soup made by his wife, he wanted to open it and taste it immediately.

"Wife, have you eaten?"

Yun Mo took back the handkerchief and said, "I'll go back and eat. You go ahead and do your work. I'm leaving now."

Ling Chuan felt a little lost.

Although they were together day and night, he always felt that he couldn't see enough and wished he could stay with his wife all the time.

But he couldn't bear to let his wife stay and suffer the cold. His wife was weak and frail. What if she caught a cold? He suppressed his reluctance and took a handful of change from his canvas bag and stuffed it into his wife's hand, "Take a taxi and go home early for lunch."

Seeing the man staring at her, Yun Mo's heart softened, and she subconsciously reminded him: "It's cold, eat the dumplings while they're hot, and take care of your health no matter how busy your business is."

"good."

"Then I'm leaving."

"good."

Yun Mo turned around and walked for a distance, but couldn't help looking back and found that the man was still standing there, like a stone statue waiting for his wife.

Yun Mo couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth, then she turned around and left quickly.

Only after Yun Mo's back disappeared did Ling Chuan turn back to the stall and ask Zhou Xiaowei, who was shouting hard, to take a break and have a meal.

The dumplings were packed in iron lunch boxes, three boxes in total, wrapped tightly in cotton clothes and still warm when taken out.

The mutton soup is served in a thermos. When you open the lid, the steaming aroma of meat spreads immediately.

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"Wow, it smells so good."

Ling Chuan moved his throat and turned to take over the work from Feng Cuihua.

"Aunt Cuihua, go eat."

Feng Cuihua had already smelled the fragrance, glanced at the stool behind her where the rice was placed, and declined, "Chuanzi, you eat first, and then come and take my place after you finish."

"Aunt Cuihua, your stomach is not feeling well, you eat first."

Ling Chuan's stern face showed his unquestionable insistence. Feng Cuihua did not refuse and nodded at him gratefully. Then she walked to Zhou Xiaowei, picked up the lunch box and started eating.

Five minutes later, Feng Cuihua and Zhou Xiaowei finished their meal, and Ling Chuan stepped aside to start eating lunch.

When you eat the delicious dumplings with the hot and fragrant mutton soup, the coldness in your body is instantly dispelled, and every part of your body is filled with warmth.

A week passed in the blink of an eye.

Lingchuan has sold two-thirds of the gloves, hats and scarves that he brought back from Urumqi, making a total profit of more than 1,500 yuan.

"Wife, this is the account of the knitwear. I have calculated it. Please take a look."

Looking at the man's excited face, Yun Mo also felt curious and expectant.

When she saw the total profit, a smile appeared on her face.

I made fifteen hundred yuan in seven days, averaging over two hundred yuan a day, more than double the profit from the small jewelry business.

But it was really hard work, being outside in the wind and rain every day, the man had a lot of frostbite on his hands and ears.

"Wife, we still have two or three hundred hats and scarves, and more gloves left, about four hundred pairs. Judging from the situation this year, it should be cold for a while. I was wondering if we should bring another batch of goods back to sell?"

"sure."

In contrast to the hot sales of gloves and hats, small winter accessories are not selling well. The weather is too cold and everyone wraps themselves up tightly when going out and has no time to dress up.

Lingchuan has only sold about one or two hundred pieces of the small accessories he brought back this time.

Instead of waiting for the opportunity, it is better to change your mindset and seize the opportunity.

This time when he goes to Urumqi, Ling Chuan plans to bring 5,000 yuan in payment for goods. For safety reasons, he plans to bring Zhou Xiaowei and Ling Jiang with him like he did last time.

But in this case, we are short of manpower here at the stall and have to temporarily stop for a few days.

It wouldn't matter if he stopped for a few days, but Yun Mo was worried that the territory that Ling Chuan had worked so hard to build would be taken over by others.

"We can't park at the stall, and we have to find the market management to get the right to set up a stall at that location. It doesn't matter if we spend some money. Only by complying with the law can we avoid giving competitors the opportunity to exploit loopholes."

(End of this chapter)