Chapter 24 A huge sum of money, stall planning



Chapter 24 A huge sum of money, stall planning

Zhang Baiyan was dumbfounded. He felt his mouth was dry and it was difficult for him to swallow his saliva.

When Mr. and Mrs. Zhang heard this number, they were speechless and stared at the money in a daze.

Zhang Wanwan said affirmatively, "I calculated it very carefully just now. This amount is about what I estimated, but I still have to deduct the cost. The cost is complicated to calculate. However, my initial investment was only twelve hundred yuan, which I have saved since I was a child. After deducting the twelve hundred yuan, I have to deduct the wages of the two college students who deliver food, because we agreed to pay them monthly. They will not be paid until July 15th. Their salary is 80 yuan a day, no rest, so it is 2,400 yuan a month, 4,800 yuan for two people. In addition, I have to pay the rent for the mineral water boss. After deducting all the above, the net profit is about 106,000 yuan."

After Zhang Wanwan finished speaking, Zhang's mother immediately exclaimed: "One hundred thousand is not a small amount of money! Your father and I have worked hard for so many years and have not saved so much money! When we bought this house, we had nothing but borrowed tens of thousands of yuan and paid it back for so many years, and you got one hundred thousand in a flash!"

Zhang Wanwan suddenly had an idea and took out the bundle from behind her. "I almost forgot to tell you that the school leaders gave me a reward of 5,000 yuan today. Adding this 5,000 yuan, it will be 110,000 yuan now."

Zhang Baiyan didn't know what to say. His sister was only two years younger than him and was so amazing. Not only did she make so much money quietly, but she also dug out 5,000 yuan from the school. Why hadn't he heard of such a good thing when he was in junior high school?

Father Zhang stared at the money and was distracted, unable to speak for a long time.

Zhang's mother grumbled, "Is setting up a stall so profitable now?"

Zhang Wanwan nodded again and said to her family seriously, "Mom, Dad, and Big Brother, what I am about to say is very important. You should also consider it. Our family is poor and needs money everywhere. You all know this."

As soon as these words were spoken, the mood of the other three suddenly became extremely heavy. They were all older than Zhang Wanwan, so they naturally knew better than Zhang Wanwan what she knew.

"Since you all know the situation of our family, I will tell you straight away. Mom is now working as a painter in a decoration company. Although there is always work to do there and the monthly salary is 5,000, which is considered high in our small city where the average salary is 2,000 to 3,000, the job is very harmful to the body. I don't want Mom to continue to be a painter.

And my dad is a plumber. It's not hard for him to get jobs. He earns a little more than my mom, which is good. But I think plumbers are not very safe. Didn't the news of a plumber dying of electric shock just two years ago? I'm worried about my dad. Besides, his jobs are all introduced by acquaintances, which is not stable. It's better for him to quit.

I want you to set up stalls. Although many people look down on stalls, it is really profitable. We make money with our own ability, not by stealing or robbing. There is nothing to be ashamed of. Not to mention that setting up stalls makes money faster than your salary. If we continue at this rate, we can move out of here in less than two years and stay away from those annoying gossipers." Zhang Wanwan puffed her cheeks. Speaking of gossipers, she thought of Wang Chunhua, the woman who spread rumors everywhere and never mind making trouble.

Zhang's mother was very excited by what Zhang Wanwan said. They had never been involved in setting up stalls before and didn't know how to make money there. In addition, they didn't dare to even think about it because they didn't have any special skills in this area. Now that Zhang Wanwan's 100,000 yuan was stimulated, Zhang's mother's mind became active, but she still had some concerns, "Girl, you said that setting up a stall is not impossible, but we sell milk tea, which is easy to sell when it's hot. What should we do when the weather is cold?"

Zhang's mother did some calculations. Pu City is on the southern coast and has a relatively long summer. It usually starts to get hot in May, and some people are still wearing shorts and short sleeves in November. So the time for selling milk tea is July, and the real money is five months. If Zhang Wanwan makes money at this rate, she can probably make around 600,000 yuan. If the couple works and doesn't eat or drink, they can only save 120,000 yuan a year. The difference is not small. Moreover, if they set up a stall, they will have five months of free time, and maybe they can do some other business.

The more Zhang's mother thought about it, the more excited she became. She looked at Zhang Wanwan eagerly. Now she felt that her educated daughter was a mobile god of wealth, and she was counting on her for advice.

Zhang Wanwan was so amused by her mother that she thought, "Mom, everyone is selling iced milk tea now. When the weather gets colder, we can sell hot milk tea, and we can also introduce more flavors. These are not a problem. In addition, I think we can expand the stall. You and my dad can sell milk tea and fried chicken respectively. That stuff is so delicious and goes best with milk tea. If there is takeout, let my dad record it. Mom can also help my dad. The two of you guarding the two stalls is no worse than working. When you make more money later, you can get a mobile food truck so you don't have to worry about wind and sun."

Upon hearing this, Zhang's father and mother nodded repeatedly. However, they did not dare to think about mobile food trucks. Now their whole focus is on making money. If Zhang Wanwan continues to make money at this rate, they might be able to buy a house before Zhang Baiyan takes the college entrance examination next year. By then, they can provide their children with a better living environment and afford the tuition for both children.

"Okay! I'll listen to you! I will resign from my boss when I go to work tomorrow. However, the job we have taken now will take about ten days to complete, so I may not be able to set up a stall until ten days later." Zhang's mother frowned, wishing she could set up a stall right away.

Father Zhang heaved a sigh of relief and made up his mind. "My job is simple, so I won't take any jobs. I can go out and set up a stall tomorrow. It's a good opportunity for the girl to have a rest. I heard there will be a week of military training after school starts. Have fun for a while, don't let yourself get exhausted during the training."

Zhang Baiyan nodded in agreement. "I heard that the military training at No. 1 Middle School is really strict, unlike other schools where it's just a formality. You'll have a hard time this week."

Zhang Wanwan didn't take these things to heart at all. She would talk about the future later. She looked up at the dark night outside the window. The rain was still falling. Zhang Wanwan turned around and said to Zhang's father and mother, "Mom and Dad, I think it's best for us to rent the place where we set up the stall now. It's close to the water and there are no stores selling clothes or food. We won't affect others if we set up the stall there. It's also convenient to rent it. Another thing is that we can get a tent there. In the future, we can put up a few tables when we have a fried chicken stall. If someone wants to sit down and eat, that's fine. If not, they can take it away. This is more humane."

Zhang's father was stunned by what Zhang Wanwan said, "Nowadays, everyone is fighting for the space to set up stalls. I haven't heard of anyone renting a place to others. If they want to rent, who should they rent it from?"

(End of this chapter)

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