Thinking about it, Ling Chuan hurriedly explained, "I was only setting up a street stall temporarily, for only one or two months. Later, I mainly did small jewelry wholesale. I founded a company called Excellence Department Store."

Hearing that Ling Chuan had already founded a company, Huang Qingning quickly stuck out his tongue, "Ah, cousin-in-law, just treat what I said just now as nonsense."

Ling Chuan said modestly: "It's just a small company. Including me, there are only three or four employees in total."

"That's good, too. Do you make money from wholesale of small accessories?"

"It's OK. Winter is the off-season and no one likes to buy small jewelry to wear. That's why I tried other things to make a living, such as setting up a street stall to sell scarves, gloves, hats, etc."

Everyone suddenly realized.

Yun Mo took over the conversation, "Although setting up a street stall is hard work, the income is not bad. The least you can earn is fifty or sixty yuan a day, and sometimes one or two hundred yuan a day."

What? Earn one or two hundred a day?

The Huang family members all dropped their jaws in shock.

"Cousin, you are kidding, can you make so much money by setting up a street stall?"

“Not every street vendor can make so much money. First, the product quality must be good, second, the sales method must be appropriate, and third, it depends on luck.

Our goods are all sourced directly from the factory, eliminating the middleman, which saves a lot of costs.

The second is the sales method. Gloves, hats and scarves are grouped together and sold in sets. Sometimes one person buys several sets. With small profits but quick turnover, once sales increase, the profits will naturally be considerable.

Finally, it’s just luck. This year, winter in Jiang City came early and was colder than in previous years, so gloves, hats and scarves sold particularly well.”

The Huang family was completely convinced after hearing this.

Huang Yu joked, "It's too easy for people in the city to make money, brother-in-law. I might as well follow you to set up a street stall. I don't ask for much, a hundred or eighty yuan a month is enough!"

Yun Mo looked at Huang Yu with amusement, "Brother Xiaoyu, if you work hard in the bamboo weaving factory, I guarantee that you can also earn this amount, or even more."

"Is this true? Cousin, I take it seriously."

"Only if you listen to me."

"Listen! I must listen. I will do whatever you tell me to do!"

Yun Mo nodded and said, "Brother Chen, since you are here, I will assign you some work first. Tomorrow you and Brother Xiaoyu will go to various villages to post job openings."

"Okay, then I'll come pick up Huang Yu at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning."

After Chen Bin left, Liu Zhi and Huang Zhiqiu began to clean up the dishes on the table. Ling Chuan also wanted to help, but was stopped by Huang Zhiqiu.

"Xiao Ling, you just need to take a rest. You have been busy from the afternoon to the evening, killing chickens and cooking. Thank you for your hard work."

"Mom, I'm not tired. This is what I should do."

"What should or shouldn't you do? Come on, take a break. There aren't many bowls to eat."

In the kitchen.

Liu Zhi was responsible for washing the dishes, and Huang Zhiqiu was responsible for fetching clean water. The two sisters-in-law worked in perfect harmony.

While scrubbing the bamboo chopsticks, Liu Zhi sighed, "Zhiqiu, I really envy you."

Huang Zhiqiu couldn't help laughing, "Why should I be envious? You are the lucky one, sister-in-law. Qinghe, Xiaoyu, Qingning, each one is more capable than the other, and they are filial to you and brother."

"Oh, you're really capable. You don't have to rely on Momo for help."

Liu Zhi put the cleaned chopsticks into the basin in front of Huang Zhiqiu, then picked up the bowl and started rinsing it. "Your Momo has such good grades, so she will definitely go to college. Xiao Ling is calm and down-to-earth, and he is very filial to you. He is also very capable. You have finally made it."

Huang Zhiqiu had a good first impression of Ling Chuan. As they got to know each other better over the days, her satisfaction with Ling Chuan as her son-in-law grew day by day.

But I still have to say a few words to save face, "Sister-in-law, Jiayong is pretty good, responsible, and kind to Qinghe. He never forgets to buy things for you and brother every year when he comes back. By the way, when will Qinghe and Jiayong come back?"

"It should be in these two days."

The other members of the Huang family gathered around and watched Yun Mo write.

Yun Mo writes very quickly, her writing is smooth and fluent, but not sloppy at all, and every stroke is clear and neat.

"Momo's handwriting is really good."

Yun Mo wrote as she replied, "It's OK, it's acceptable."

She was not being modest when she said this. Her calligraphy skills were only enough to fool outsiders. In the eyes of real calligraphers, she was at most at the level of an elementary school student.

Huang Qingning said with a smile: "Cousin, your calligraphy is so good, why don't you write the couplets for the New Year."

Yun Mo smiled, "Sure."

Isn’t it a coincidence that the reason she practiced calligraphy in her previous life was to write couplets.

She didn't know if it was because of her body or because she hadn't practiced for a long time, but after writing two job advertisements, her wrists were so sore that she couldn't use any strength.

She put down her pen and prepared to rest for ten minutes before continuing to write. Ling Chuan suddenly picked up the brush she had put down and started writing on the new red paper.

Looking at the powerful cursive characters written by the tip of the pen dipped in ink, Yun Mo was really amazed.

"Lingchuan, have you ever learned calligraphy?"

Ling Chuan wrote as he replied, "My grandfather was a private school teacher. He taught me and my elder brother to write big characters when we were young."

Maybe because he was unfamiliar with the writing, Ling Chuan wrote slowly at the beginning, but after finishing one sheet, he began to get better and better. Not only did his speed increase, but his handwriting also became more beautiful and smooth.

After Ling Chuan wrote three pages in a row, Yun Mo took over the pen and continued writing.

In this way, the two took turns and finally finished writing ten job recruitment notices in nearly an hour.

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After getting up the next day, Yun Mo went straight to the woodshed and picked up the job recruitment notice that was hanging on the dry straw.

When she was harvesting, the two little dogs kept in the woodshed surrounded her feet and barked.

Since buying the two little guys, Yang Xinghua has been taking care of them usually. But it is obvious that the two guys still remember Yunmo's scent, and their little tails are wagging especially happily.

While there was no one in the woodshed, Yun Mo squatted down. Her mind moved slightly, and some spiritual spring water seeped out of the palm of her hand like dewdrops.

"Oh~"

The two little dogs rushed over to drink, but ended up bumping into each other's heads and falling over.

Because he was too fat and his limbs were too short, he couldn't get up for a long time.

Yun Mo was amused by the sight of the two little dogs struggling to turn over. At this moment, she heard footsteps behind her.

She turned her head and saw that it was Ling Chuan. She subconsciously ordered, "Pour me half a bowl of water. I want warm water."

"good."

Ling Chuan quickly brought half a bowl of warm water into the woodshed.

Yun Mo dripped the spiritual spring water in her palm into a bowl and placed it in front of the two little dogs.

But the two little guys were fighting over the bowl so fiercely that they knocked it over.

Yun Mo was not polite at all and gave the two little guys a big slap, "Drink up, don't drink now."

The two little guys tilted their round, furry heads, stared at her blankly for a while, and then buried their heads in licking the water on the ground.

Third update~ 　　 　 (End of this chapter)