Every bag was full.
He walked into the house and poured himself a glass of water.
After drinking, he looked at Chen's mother and said, "Mom, bring me a pair of scissors."
Chen's mother took out a pair of scissors from the drawer and handed it to Chen Ji.
Chen Ji took the scissors.
Cut the opening of the duffel bag.
Then he took out all the gifts and said, "Mom, this dress is yours. It's very popular. It's 158 at the Friendship Store."
The Chen family was considered well-off, but Chen's mother still couldn't bear to buy such expensive clothes. When she heard the price, her jaw dropped. "So expensive? Why would you buy me such expensive clothes? What a waste of money!"
More importantly, the color of the dress was too bright and she didn't dare to wear it outside.
"I bought it at the purchase price. Grandma Xu and Grandma He specialize in making clothes and selling them. They sell very well. Twenty pieces were sold out in one day." For the last batch of cloth, Grandma Xu had twenty red woolen coats made. Fortunately, Chen Ji was quick, otherwise, the last one would have been bought by someone else.
The town hadn't received the documents yet, so Chen's mother didn't know that small businesses were now legal. She was shocked when she heard this: "They're engaging in speculation and profiteering. Aren't they afraid of being arrested by the Revolutionary Committee?"
Chen Ji smiled and told his mother about the changes in Kyoto: "No, since the resumption of the college entrance examination, the policy has become increasingly relaxed. Even if the people from the Revolutionary Committee see someone setting up a stall, they will just say a few words and will not arrest anyone."
Mother Chen was shocked: "Really they can't catch it?"
Chen Ji shook his head: "No, Grandma Xu and the others have sold it several times."
Mother Chen continued to ask: "Do you make money from doing small business?"
Chen Ji didn't know the exact amount, but from the tone of the elderly people, he could tell something: "It's not bad, two or three hundred a month, much better than working."
Chen's mother was also a worker, but she only earned more than 60 yuan a month, so when she heard this figure, her heart was moved: "Youngest, do you think I can do a small business?"
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