Seeing everyone's interest, Yun Mo casually introduced: "It's made of flour. The texture is soft because I added more eggs."

"No wonder it tastes so good, sister-in-law, you really know how to cook these snacks. The walnut-stuffed dates were also delicious. The package you asked Chuanzi to bring with him was eaten by us before we even got to Wushi."

Yun Mo smiled faintly and said nothing.

Shachima has existed since ancient times and is not uncommon in this era, but it seems to be rare in Jiang City. She only sees it sold in some higher-end dim sum shops and department stores.

After eating and drinking, everyone continued to unload the goods, and even the driver helped.

With the four people working together, the thirty-seven bags of goods were unloaded quickly.

After paying the fare, Ling Chuan couldn't wait to pull Yun Mo to the warehouse and pointed at the goods packed tightly in black woven bags.

"Wife, these ten pieces are from the garment factory. They are all down jackets and coats, as well as cotton coats and trousers."

Yun Mo nodded, "How much is one?"

"150."

At this time, Ling Jiang and Deng Wenbin washed their hands and walked into the warehouse from outside.

"Chuanzi, open a bag and see what's in it."

"good."

Ling Chuan took a pair of scissors and carefully opened the sealing line of the woven bag.

As the bag opened, the contents inside were fully revealed, including down jackets, coats, and vests.

Ling Jiang and Deng Wenbin washed their hands. They took out everything in the bag and counted them carefully. There were three down jackets, four coats and ten padded jackets.

One long down jacket and two short ones can easily recoup the cost of 150, and the rest is profit.

Everyone was very happy and simply opened the other nine items at once to take a look.

After working for nearly an hour, all ten items were finally sorted out.

Eight long down jackets, seventeen short down jackets, thirty coats, fifteen long cotton-padded jackets, thirty short cotton-padded jackets, fifty pairs of cotton trousers, and eighty padded jackets.

On average, each piece of merchandise contains twenty-three pieces of clothing.

However, the prices vary. The most valuable items are down jackets, with long ones costing 70 or 80 yuan, and short ones can be sold for 40 or 50 yuan. The next most valuable items are coats and cotton-padded jackets, which are all high-quality foreign trade products and are very warm. Even if they are a little old, they can still sell well at more than 20 or 30 yuan.

Next are cotton trousers and padded jackets. Relatively speaking, these two items are not so easy to sell and the prices are much lower.

But overall, the profit from these ten items is still quite considerable, conservatively estimated to be no less than three thousand yuan.

"Chuanzi, can you sell me one of your down jackets? I want to give it to my mother. She is old and has a bad stomach. She runs outside every day. I am worried that her body can't bear it."

Ling Chuan nodded, "Okay, choose one, and I'll give it to you at cost price."

Deng Wenbin was overjoyed, "Thank you, Brother Chuan. I won't be polite then?"

Ling Chuan patted the other person on the shoulder and said, "We are one family, so let's not say these polite words. You have taken the trouble to accompany me on this long journey. As we agreed before, I will pay you 10 yuan a day later."

"Okay, Brother Chuan, if there's anything I can help you with in the future, just let me know."

"Um."

Deng Wenbin chose a purple short down jacket. Ling Chuan symbolically charged him 20 yuan and also paid Deng Wenbin for his wages for the past few days.

Afterwards, everyone went to a nearby restaurant for dinner.

It was already late after dinner, so Deng Wenbin went straight home, and Ling Jiang followed him back to the courtyard, planning to sleep there for one night and return to the old street tomorrow.

After returning home, Ling Chuan went to the warehouse and picked out a down jacket, a cotton coat, and a padded jacket, and took them to Ling Jiang's room.

"Brother, take these clothes back and wear them."

Ling Jiang subconsciously declined, "No, no, I have plenty of clothes to wear at home. Chuanzi, these clothes are of good quality. If you sell them, you can get at least one hundred and forty or fifty yuan."

"Brother, it is precisely because they are good things that I specially picked out a few pieces for you. Those clothes you have are from a few years ago. They are not warm enough to wear. It is cold this year. If you catch a cold, wouldn't it cost money to see a doctor?"

Ling Jiang hesitated, "Then I'll do the same as Wen Bin and pay you."

Ling Chuan directly stuffed the clothes into the other party's hands, "Brother, we don't need to be so clear about the calculations between brothers. When our parents just passed away, I was still young, didn't you also give me the food and clothes at home? How do you calculate these?"

"It happened so many years ago, you still remember it."

Ling Jiang let out a long sigh and said with a smile: "Okay, Chuanzi, then I won't be polite to you."

Ling Chuan nodded, "Brother, you've been tired all day, take a shower before going to bed. The water in the boiler has been boiling, it should be hot by now."

Ling Jiang couldn't help but sigh, "When my sister-in-law built a boiler for bathing, I thought it was unnecessary. Now I think she is very far-sighted. In this winter, I can take a comfortable hot bath at any time. It's wonderful to think about it."

Ling Chuan took over the conversation, "Brother, when we have enough money in the future, we will renovate the small compound and install a boiler. Then it will be convenient for you and Chunhua to wash up."

"Okay."

After coming out of the room where Ling Jiang lived, Ling Chuan subconsciously looked towards his wife's room.

Through the frosted glass window, you can vaguely see two figures, one tall and one short, huddled together and talking about something.

Ling Chuan stopped and looked for a while, then returned to his room.

"Aunt, I'm sleepy."

Facing her niece's eager gaze, Yun Mo rubbed her head and said, "Okay, put away your books and notebooks and go back to your room to sleep."

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"Um!"

After packing up her things, Ling Chunhua happily ran back to the room with her schoolbag.

Soon, giggles were heard from the side room, and even Yun Mo in the main room could hear it.

What do you mean by sleepy? It's obvious that you're just missing your dad.

It's normal to think about it. After all, she is only a 6-year-old girl who has never enjoyed maternal love since she was a child. She is not attached to Ling Jiang, her father.

"daughter in law."

An unknown amount of time had passed, but Yun Mo was immersed in the sea of ​​questions when she suddenly heard a man's familiar and restrained voice calling her from behind.

Yun Mo's mind was still stuck in the formula for a while. She stared at the man for several seconds before coming back to her senses.

"Ah, what's wrong? What's the matter?"

Ling Chuan's dark eyes fell on the desk in front of her. The not-small desk was filled with all kinds of books, test papers, pens and various plastic rulers.

"Have you finished studying? I want to talk to you."

Yun Mo tilted her head to glance at the alarm clock on the desk and found that it was almost 11 o'clock.

In the past, she usually rested at about this time. These days, because she had to take time to teach Ling Chunhua to write, she studied later than before and usually rested at 11:30.

"That's about it. Just say whatever you want to say. I'm listening."

Yun Mo was packing her things while motioning for the other person to sit down.

Ling Chuan put the milk in his hand in front of her, "This is freshly heated milk with honey added. Drink it while it's hot."

"Um."

Yun Mo picked up the cup and took a sip. The fragrant hot milk slid down her throat into her stomach. The warmth instantly spread throughout her limbs and the coldness around her body was dispelled.

"Don't put honey in it anymore."

"Why? Don't you like drinking?"

"Drinking too much sweet food at night is not good for your health."

"Okay, then I won't put honey in my milk at night anymore."

Looking at the man's serious and cold face, Yun Mo felt a little depressed.

In fact, it’s not that drinking honey and milk at night is bad, but she found out two days ago——

She grew fat.

A full five kilograms.

Third update~ 　　Good night 　　Lao Qi has started to lose weight again recently, I hope it will be successful!

(End of this chapter)