Chapter 109 Mom, I pick up garbage to support you. 11

It was drizzling outside.

Jiang Fanyue fell asleep beside Yao Rong with the sound of rain and wind chimes.

In the second half of the night, she had a beautiful dream.

A Grandpa Big Tree also appeared in the dream.

But this Grandpa Big Tree was different from Dong.

This Grandpa Big Tree was not strong or tall, and he only provided shelter for her.

The only difference was that this Grandpa Big Tree also left like Dong.

That night, she felt like the sky was falling.

Grandpa Big Tree wiped away her tears.

But no matter how she wiped, her tears could not stop.

"After I left, I left behind more than just sadness. Death did not take away everything. You and those precious memories were left behind." (Note)

Grandpa Tree sat with her facing east and patted her head.

"Go to sleep, child."

She didn't want to sleep, but she was really tired from crying just now.

Half asleep and half awake, the sun slowly climbed up from the end of the horizon, and a trace of fish belly white appeared on the horizon.

She instantly became energetic and pointed to the east, wanting to tell Grandpa Tree that it was dawn, but when she turned her head, she found that Grandpa Tree was gone.

It held on for so long, so long, just to hold on until the morning sun rose and then leave her, just so that she would not have to fear the night.

…

The morning light penetrated through the cracks in the window and sprinkled on Jiang Fanyue’s face.

She woke up from her dream.

She raised her hand and touched her face, and really felt sticky tears.

This big tree grandfather…

is he grandpa?

Did grandpa come back to see her?

Jiang Fanyue put on her sweater under the quilt, then got out of the quilt and began to put on her cotton clothes.

She opened the door and went to the kitchen.

There was hot water in the pot that Yao Rong had boiled. Jiang Fanyue took some and wiped her face.

She wrung out the towel again, lowered her head, looked at her reflection in the water, and smiled slightly.

The person who loved her still loved her even in her dreams.

Jiang Fanyue hung up the towel, looked around the kitchen, and saw two boiled eggs.

There was a piece of paper under the boiled eggs.

[I'm going to the market to buy supplies, remember to have breakfast. - Love your mother]

There was also a small heart drawn on the back.

Yao Rong has already boarded the bus to the city.

It's still early at this time, and there are not many passengers on the bus.

Yao Rong sat in the front row and chatted casually with the conductor.

After hearing that the conductor's mother had severe rheumatism, Yao Rong also gave two almost inexpensive folk remedies and asked the conductor to try them on her mother after returning to see how effective they were.

Anyway, it's cheap, the conductor smiled and squinted his eyes, saying that he would go to find these herbs as soon as he got off work.

Arriving at the city bus station, the conductor already called Yao Rong "big sister" in a very affectionate tone.

Yao Rong smiled and changed to a more affectionate address: "Sister, you go back and forth between the city and town every day, can you help people carry things?"

"Sure, many people ask us to carry things. What's the matter, do you want to carry things too?"

"Yes, it's cold, aren't I too lazy to run to the city all the time."

After communicating with the conductor, Yao Rong went to the timber market.

After not coming for a while, the business of the timber market is still so sluggish.

Zhao Zong still sat on his exclusive recliner.

But unlike the previous lazy looks, he sat very straight today.

Because his father was standing in front of him.

His father twisted his waist some time ago, so he was sent to look after the store. However, the business in the store was average, and whenever there were no customers, he liked to take a nap.

But to be honest, when there were customers, he was still very enthusiastic and actively entertained them.

However, his father came to the store for a surprise inspection today, but he didn't see his enthusiasm, but only caught him slacking off, so he gave him a severe scolding and threatened to deduct his salary.

Zhao Zong was pretentious: "Go ahead and deduct the money, it's just a few dollars anyway."

Old Master Zhao couldn't stand to see him like this: "A grown man, you're idle every day, you can't learn a skill, and you complain about hard work."

"Hey, you misunderstood me." Zhao Zong raised his head, "It's not that I can't endure hardship, it's that I haven't found the direction of my efforts. Carpentry suits you, but not me, but you force me to learn it."

Old Master Zhao said angrily: "If you learn a skill, you can run this store for the rest of your life and have no worries about food and clothing. I'm not doing this for your own good." Zhao

Zong pouted and muttered softly: "With the current traffic in the timber market, it's really uncertain whether the business can continue."

Fortunately, Old Master Zhao didn't hear what he said, otherwise he would probably pick up a stick and beat him on the spot. There weren't many other things in the store, but there were many tools that were suitable for use as sticks.

But even if he didn't hear clearly, Grandpa Zhao knew that his son was not going to spit out ivory from his dog's mouth, and was about to steal something. Zhao

Zong saw that the situation was not good, so he took a step with his long legs, slipped past Grandpa Zhao, popped his head out of the store and ran, and almost bumped into Yao Rong who was walking in the opposite direction.

Yao Rong was agile, and he turned his feet to the side and dodged easily.

Zhao Zong hurriedly braked.

"You!"

Grandpa Zhao glared at Zhao Zong angrily.

He was just trying to scare Zhao Zong, but this time he really wanted to beat his son, making a fuss, and finally a customer came, but he almost bumped into the customer.

Zhao Zong rubbed his nose, looking embarrassed, and greeted Yao Rong: "Sister, long time no see. Come in and sit down. I'll pour you a glass of water. Do you want tea?"

Yao Rong smiled and pretended not to notice the expressions of the father and son: "A cup of hot water will be fine."

Zhao Zong handed her the hot water. Yao Rong held her hands to warm them and talked to Zhao Zong about the delivery: "I want you to deliver the wood to the city bus station, and then have a car take it to Jixiang Town, and I will go to the town bus station to pick it up. I will take four bags of wood at a time, and I will cover the related expenses. Is that okay with you?"

When it came to business, Zhao Zong's expression became much more serious: "That's no problem. I have a small tricycle for transporting goods at home, and I can just drive the tricycle to the city bus station." When

Mr. Zhao saw him like this, he was satisfied: This is pretty good.

However, Zhao Zong's expression did not last long. Soon, he rubbed his hands again and asked curiously, "Sister, you actually have to take four bags of wood at a time. Can Jixiang Town alone handle so many toys?"

They are from the same city, and Zhao Zong still has some understanding of Jixiang Town, a poor town.

When Mr. Zhao heard this, he immediately felt that he was exaggerating too early. Generally, when doing business, you should wish your customers a prosperous business. Is it true to talk to customers like this?

"It can't be handled, so I plan to find some stores in the city to consign and sell them to see how popular these toys are in the city." Yao Rong then told the real purpose of this trip.

She felt that if Zhao Zong was a smart person, he should be interested in this business.

Sure enough, Zhao Zong's eyes lit up, and he pushed his grandfather away and sat opposite Yao Rong, not hiding his interest at all: "Sister, can you tell me in detail?"

Yao Rong smiled and introduced it to Zhao Zong seriously.

In fact, to put it bluntly, it is to find some stationery stores and consign the toys she made there.

The store can set the price higher. If the toy is sold, she can get the original price of the toy, and the extra price is the profit of the store.

If the toy cannot be sold, the store will return the toy directly to her.

For the store owner, he only needs to provide a venue and does not have to bear any economic losses.

For Yao Rong, she simply has an extra sales channel and does not have to bear any venue fees and labor costs.

Of course, big stores will definitely not look down on her toys.

Yao Rong was targeting the small shop.

The plan was clear at a glance, and Zhao Zong could see the secret. He almost immediately wanted to buy some goods from Yao Rong and sell them in his own shop, but when the words came to his lips, Zhao Zong swallowed them back and said cautiously: "Sister, when are you going to do this?"

Yao Rong was very satisfied with his reaction.

Smart and cautious, he could immediately perceive the pros and cons of the plan, but he would not be blinded by the immediate benefits.

"Maybe after a while. Since we are going to sell them in other stores, we must increase the quantity of toys. The toys I made before are basically sold out. I will make more during this period."

Zhao Zong began to get close to her: "Sister, you haven't been to the market much before, have you?"

Yao Rong: "Indeed, I rarely come here."

"I am different. I have lived in the market since I was a child. I know which stores sell honest products and which stores are prone to short weight."

Zhao Zong first boasted about himself before showing his true colors.

"If you need it, I can help you run errands."

Yao Rong looked embarrassed and waved her hand to refuse, saying that she couldn't trouble Zhao Zong.

Zhao Zong said angrily: "No trouble, no trouble. I just want to help. My dad knows that I am the most loyal and enthusiastic person."

Mr. Zhao was so angry. He was still loyal

and enthusiastic.

"This... How can I do this? I still can't trouble you."

Zhao Zong patted his chest and hurried to help: "Okay, sister, don't be polite, let's make a deal."

"Then... OK."

After getting Yao Rong's affirmative answer, Zhao Zong said happily: "Since I want to help, I must know more about the toys you make. Where do you usually set up your stall? Next time you set up your stall, can I go to see the toys you sell?"

Hey, after a round, he finally found a reasonable excuse to look at the toys.

He really wants to make a lot of money.

But he was not reckless.

The building blocks he bought for his nephew were indeed very exquisite, so he had to go to the stall to confirm whether the building blocks were an exception or the norm.

If it was an exception, he would still help, but he would not think of cooperating.

But if it was the norm...

he would definitely shamelessly hang out with this elder sister.

If the business is to become bigger and stronger, this elder sister will always need some help, right?

Yao Rong left with satisfaction.

Today, all her goals were achieved.

Zhao Zong also sent Yao Rong away with satisfaction.

God has mercy on him, and he finally saw the possibility of getting rich.

Grandpa Zhao looked at Zhao Zong and asked curiously, "That customer is in the toy business? The toy you gave to your nephew was made by her?"

"Yes." Zhao Zong turned around and rested his chin on his arm, "Dad, do you think this business can continue?"

Grandpa Zhao did not scold Zhao Zong. After thinking it over carefully, he said, "I think it can. But I'm not sure how big it can be."

"That's good. I must perform well in front of Sister Yao."

The two parties had just exchanged names, and Zhao Zong immediately changed the address to the more intimate "Sister Yao."

Grandpa Zhao smiled and said mysteriously, "Don't worry."

His son's performance should have satisfied the other party.

Mr. Zhao is a very experienced person. He didn't see it at first, but now he has figured it out.

Just like his son wanted to carefully examine the other party's business, the other party wanted to find a trustworthy partner, and of course he also had to do more testing and probing.