In the afternoon, the cart of pears sold for another twenty yuan. After weighing, Li Xiang personally took Lin Qingqing to the Finance Department to withdraw the money.
The people in the Finance Department readily gave her 40 yuan. Lin Qingqing knew that it was because Li Xiang was in charge, otherwise the Finance Department would not give her the money so easily.
She had been around for decades in her previous life, how could she not understand this?
Even if the money is allocated from above, the person in charge of the money will hold on to it for a few days. Not making you run yourself ragged is the least of his worries. Otherwise, how can he demonstrate his power? This is why it is easy to meet the King of Hell but difficult to deal with the little devils.
"Brother Li, thanks to you today, otherwise I wouldn't have gotten the money so easily." Lin Qingqing was not stingy with her gratitude.
Li Xiang felt more and more that this little girl was very insightful. He was afraid that after helping others, she would pretend to be ignorant and not appreciate his kindness.
"Comrade Kobayashi, this is what I should do."
"Brother Li, should I come tomorrow?" While both of them were happy, Lin Qingqing wanted to settle things for tomorrow.
"Why not? How about this, starting tomorrow you deliver two trucks a day, for half a month first, and then I'll adjust based on the situation."
"Okay!" Lin Qingqing agreed very readily. Although she didn't make much money from delivering pears, at least she would be able to make a stable living for half a month. After half a month, the pears would be ripe, and she would find a way then.
I make 36 yuan a day, and at least 540 yuan in half a month, which is more than the average family's annual income! It's much better than selling at the school gate, which is retail and requires simple processing, which is time-consuming and labor-intensive.
After talking to Li Xiang about tomorrow's affairs, Lin Qingqing went to find Zhou Zhuo. Zhou Zhuo had been waiting there and grinned happily when he saw his wife.
It was just after four in the afternoon when they came out of the cotton processing factory. Several female workers who had just finished their day shift recognized them and greeted them. Lin Qingqing also responded with a smile.
"Wife, get in the car."
Zhou Zhuo didn't care about the looks of those people. He still let his wife sit in the car, and his eyes were glued to her like sesame candy.
The female workers secretly envied Lin Qingqing's good fortune. The men in their families were not as considerate as a little fool.
Lin Qingqing got on the car and sat in it thinking, this car was borrowed by Xue Guixiang from her neighbor Ruihong. She would need the car many times in the future, so she intended to buy it.
These days, every household is short of food, and it is more economical to give food as a gift than to give money.
Thinking of this, she said, "Zhou Zhuo, let's not go home yet, let's go buy something."
Last time she asked Zhou Zhuo to go home first and she almost got robbed. This time she would never dare to do it again. It would be more reassuring to have her own man with her.
"Okay, wife." Zhou Zhuo listens to his wife in everything. Whatever his wife says is what he does.
The two went to the black market. They were lucky today and actually met someone selling rice in the black market.
Rice is produced in the south. Due to inconvenient transportation these days, few people in the north have eaten rice.
Lin Qingqing remembered that she ate rice for the first time in her previous life in 1985. At that time, someone in the village pulled a tractor from the south. There was no need for a ticket to buy rice, and her stepmother exchanged it for wheat.
It is said that the rice was very expensive. After the rice was exchanged, the stepmother first cooked rice porridge for her own children. Only when they stopped eating it did it come to Lin Qingqing's turn.
She will never forget the fragrant taste of rice porridge when she drank it for the first time. It was a taste experience she had never had before, and this memory has been preserved in her mind for more than 30 years.
Later, she traveled all over the country and even the world, and ate all kinds of high-quality rice, but she could never taste the same flavor as before.
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