Over the next few days, Jiang Shuya finished her last two weekend days. By then, the grape festival was over, and there were noticeably fewer and fewer tourists. Fortunately, Zhang Xiaohui and the Sun family had sold out of grapes, but most of the tourists were still there to pick grapes. During this time, when Third Aunt saw Jiang Shuya bringing people into the vineyard, she assumed that Huang Minghao had already made arrangements and took the initiative to invite customers into her own vineyard. Jiang Shuya could only bite the bullet and wait, because she was short of money.
I need to take them to a farmhouse restaurant before my task is complete; I can't let these customers slip away.
After two days of hosting various guests, although there weren't many people, she still earned 2,140 yuan. There was no commission from the grapes; it all came from the share of the farm meals between the two families. This time, she didn't take the commission from the last few hundred kilograms offered by Grandma Sun's family because she could see that Grandma Sun was really struggling. Grandpa Sun was deaf and disabled and had to take medicine all year round. Although she herself was short of money, this little bit was really dispensable.
But after all the calculations, it seems that this time she unintentionally helped Third Aunt's family sell a lot of grapes. Even Sun Qi helped bring customers into her vineyard. Sister Xiao Hui also thought that she was helping to sell them, so she also helped bring people into the vineyard and tried her best to promote them.
She had calculated in her mind that it should be around two thousand catties. So, relatives are relatives. The so-called "close brothers should keep clear accounts" is mostly aimed at outsiders. If outsiders can keep clear accounts, there will be no conflicts. And those conflicts naturally all come from within the family.
Although it was just a fleeting thought, the things that needed to be done still had to be done. After the weekend, Jiang Shuya went to reshoot the entire HRO series, sent it to Software Avenue, and had Shuting upload it to the website system. After everything was arranged smoothly, she returned home to find a table full of people in her living room. She recognized most of them: her uncle, cousin, third uncle, third aunt, cousin... The people at the table were toasting and drinking, thoroughly enjoying themselves. In the days of trying to get free food from various people, this was the turn of Huang Minghao's family to have a meal at their house.
Upon seeing Jiang Shuya return, the old man sitting to the side stood up and asked if she had eaten.
"Dad, I've already eaten, you guys eat!" With that, he picked up his camera and headed upstairs.
At this moment, Huang Minghao suddenly called out to her loudly at the dinner table: "Hey, don't go anywhere these next few days. Help your third uncle's family sell more grapes."
Jiang Shuya snapped out of her daze, her expression turning somewhat impatient, her brows furrowed: "The grape festival is over now, and tourists will only come on weekends. I'm going to go back to work now, so I don't plan to sell grapes anymore."
"Then sell it at the stalls in the square. I've seen people there usually." Huang Minghao still insisted.
"Since you're resting at home during this time, you should help out and show your filial piety. Wouldn't that be better?" Jiang Shuya didn't want to argue with him anymore. She frowned and ignored his arrogant attitude.
It wasn't until the next day that he heard from the old man that his third aunt's family had sent two bottles of wine and a pack of red cigarettes as a token of gratitude. This was perfect, just what Huang Minghao wanted. With wine to drink and cigarettes to smoke, how could he not ask her to help wholeheartedly? She would do the work, while he would reap the benefits. However, he was used to ordering people around, but he didn't have the ability to do it himself.
In the following days, Jiang Shuya did not see Huang Minghao again and did not know where he went. She did not ask. He was like a fish in the water, occasionally appearing and surfacing, and then swimming away when she was not careful. In her previous life, she always wanted to grab him and hold him tightly in her palm, suffocating him, but he was so disgusted with her. In this life, she no longer paid attention to him, and she wanted to let herself go.
In the past few days, she went to Software Avenue a few more times and learned some basic computer knowledge and website opening procedures from her sister. Thinking about how she only had a little time after get off work and had devoted it all to her, she felt very bad. So she could only tidy up her room and clean for her during the day when her sister was not at home.
Afterwards, she went to the mall, selected a few brands, took some photos, and observed a lot of them on the website, but no one placed an order yet. Jiang Shuting used some methods to increase the number of clicks, and more people started to watch. Later, as word of mouth is established, people will naturally place orders, but she can't be too hasty.
As October arrived, it became apparent to observant villagers that after the vineyards of every household in Xixia Village finished their harvest, an unexpected number of trucks carrying various building materials—bricks, cement, gravel, and timber—entered the island. The news spread quickly throughout the entire village. Many villagers, barely able to enjoy their newly earned income, began inquiring about building houses. They learned from the township that demolition had been finalized and would be completed within a year. The demolition team would enter the village after the New Year. The village chief openly and covertly warned those whose property certificates didn't cover the required area or square footage, or those with illegal constructions who lacked connections, to find their own way. Suddenly, numerous construction teams of various kinds appeared, working day and night, hammering and banging away.
That day, Jiang Shuya came to see Zhang Xiaohui and saw Master Fang at her house. There were many newly delivered timber and bricks piled up at the door. After exchanging a few pleasantries with Master Fang, she saw Sister Xiaohui busy in the kitchen, so she took the initiative to help her pick vegetables. She didn't forget to joke, "I didn't expect that Sister Xiaohui is also a hidden talent! Doing great things quietly."
Zhang Xiaohui rolled her eyes at her and said in a deep voice, "How could I have parents to help me like you? I'm doing everything by myself. I haven't even had a chance to save the money from selling the grapes before, and no matter how I calculate it, it's not enough. You know, the price of building materials has gone up, exceeding my budget. I originally planned to spend around 60,000 yuan to build a 150-square-meter house, but now it's not enough. I'm so worried! Sigh!"
Jiang Shuya nodded in agreement. It made sense; everyone was rushing to buy materials and build houses, naturally driving up prices. She sighed inwardly. In her past life, this was probably just the beginning. Everyone was quite aware of the urgency, realizing that time waits for no one. The villagers' frantic actions would inevitably attract the government's attention. Soon, construction vehicles would be blocked from the bridge, and the government would crack down on illegal construction. At that time, bricks on the island would be sold by the "piece," and a bag of cement would cost two to three times more than on the other side, making money practically worthless.
Seeing her worried expression, Jiang Shuya felt a little helpless. Although she wanted to lend a hand, she only had a little money and needed to prepare for starting her own online shopping business.
Although I couldn't help, I couldn't help but urge her to think of other solutions.
To her surprise, Zhang Xiaohui started asking about Zhang Qing's character. Jiang Shuya was taken aback and raised her curious gaze, but did not answer her question immediately.
Her brows relaxed, and she hesitantly voiced her question: "The dishes I made for her wedding banquet last time were well-received by her. She wants me to work as her chef. She's planning to open a fast food restaurant in the office building in Hexi. Have you heard about it? But I didn't agree to her right away. I told her I'd think about it."
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