Chapter 42: Earn 5 cents with a mop
"Yes, selling mops!"
"Selling eggs is easy, but can we sell mops?"
"Yeah, after all, we've never sold it before."
Several village women seemed a little hesitant. Ma Fangfang thought for a moment and suddenly asked.
"Qing girl, how much is this mop?"
"two"
"What? Two?"
"We're selling two of these mops?"
"Oh my god, is there really anyone who wants this? Qing girl, did you really sell it?"
Ma Fangfang was shocked, and the other women were also stunned by the price.
"Why can't we sell them? Sister Qing sold 150 today!"
Lei Zi chimed in, and after he said that, Ma Fangfang immediately opened up.
"Two, so those 150 are... are..."
"37.5!"
Qin Qing helped to calculate it, and when she announced the price, everyone was even more shocked, and they all stared at Qin Qing.
"Qing, you're really capable! You can get goods from textile factories and make them into mops and sell them."
"You can too."
"We? We can't. No."
Ma Fangfang and the others kept waving their hands and didn't dare to try at all.
"Aunt Ma, do you want to hear how much you can make selling mops?"
Qin Qing's words immediately aroused the curiosity of several people.
"How many?"
"People in our village sell mops. I only charge 20 cents, and the seller takes 5 cents in profit."
"If I sell a mop, I can make 5 cents. So if I sell 10, I'll make 50 cents. So if I sell 100, I'll make 5 yuan?!"
This time Ma Fangfang calculated very quickly, and even her heartbeat quickened.
It's so attractive. If that's the case, who wouldn't want to try it?
"But Qing, we really don't know how to sell mops. We don't even know how to use them."
"It's okay, as long as everyone is interested, I can teach you!"
Qin Qing had a smile on her face. The problem she had been thinking about today suddenly became clear.
Wouldn't it be enough to train a sales team? Pick a few people with good talking skills like Aunt Ma, and maybe we can really open up the market. Qin Qing immediately took action and took Ma Fangfang and the others to the village committee.
The people in the village committee were cleaning up. They had already made 326 mops today. To ensure quality, Qin Wanguo asked everyone to slow down. Qin Qing came back and gathered everyone to talk about selling mops.
Making 5 cents from selling a mop instantly attracted a lot of people.
Qin Qing was giving a sales lecture in full swing. In front of the Fang family's house, Tang Min stared with wide eyes, watching Fang Zhiwei move the things in his hands into the main room.
"Xiao...Xiao Fang...are you going to give this to...to Qing'er?"
Tang Min rubbed his eyes, not daring to believe what he saw.
This was installed bit by bit by Fang Zhiwei in front of her. When he said he wanted to give it to Qin Qing, Tang Min was so shocked that she couldn't close her mouth. It was really too valuable!
"Aunt Tang, this is the betrothal gift."
"bride price?"
With a loud bang, another heavy blow exploded Tang Min, "Xiao Fang, are you going to marry Qing'er?"
"Aunt Tang, the first time I met Qin Qing was in the reed fields beside the Hongshui River. The stubbornness and unyielding spirit in her eyes made me remember her. She was like a weed growing in a crack in the rock, resilient and full of strength, yet also like a gift in the cold winter, warm and bright."
Fang Zhiwei recalled that Qin Qing was pressed to death in the reed field, but he remained fearless.
She picked up the cotton and carefully sewed a pine needle heart for him.
She stood before him several times, fighting against the slander against her like a strong wind.
Maybe she herself doesn't know how strong the light she exudes is when she is not afraid of anything.
"Whenever I see her, my heart starts beating really fast. Aunt Tang, I want to protect her forever, forever, so I want to marry her. Please help me."
This was the first time Fang Zhiwei spoke so much, and Tang Min's eyes became red and tearful.
"Is Qing'er willing?"
"She... is willing." Fang Zhiwei's eyes flashed slightly. She agreed to let him prepare the wedding, so she was willing, right?
"Xiao Fang, you are a good child. As long as Qing'er is willing, I agree. I just hope you can take good care of her and let her live a peaceful life." Tang Min did not have a big wish, she just hoped that her daughter could live a peaceful life.
"Aunt Tang, I will definitely do it."
Fang Zhiwei answered very seriously, and then added, "But Aunt Tang, I'll have to trouble you to pick an auspicious day for us to get married."
"Okay, how long is appropriate?"
"The sooner the better."
Is this child... so impatient?
Tang Min smiled, but also thought that this was a happy event, and it would be better if it could be settled sooner.
"Okay, I'll watch."
"Then I'll go to the fish pond first."
Watching Fang Zhiwei leave, Tang Min immediately went back to the house and started looking through the almanac. As she was reading it, tears began to fall.
The "bride price" in the main room was right in front of her, and she whispered softly.
"Changyuan, our daughter is getting married. Are you watching from heaven?"
Fang Zhiwei walked all the way to the fish pond, and suddenly stopped and looked behind him.
"Come out."
A ball-like figure wearing a red sweater slowly moved out from behind the bamboo forest.
"Zhi...Brother Zhiwei."
Wang Yanli's face flushed red, and her chubby hands twisted her ponytails back and forth.
Fang Zhiwei looked at Wang Yanli with an indifferent expression.
Ever since he arrived in Dagang Village, Wang Yanli had been following him around from time to time. He had previously ignored her, but now was the time to make things clear with her.
"Yanli, I don't like you."
"Ah? Brother Zhiwei, you..."
Wang Yanli's chubby face was full of shock and grievance. She hadn't said anything yet, but Brother Zhiwei actually rejected her?
"I've never liked you, and I never will. The only person I want to marry is Qin Qing."
"Brother Zhiwei, wow!!"
Wang Yanli couldn't stand this kind of grievance and burst into tears on the spot, "Brother Zhiwei, when I was a child... when I was a child, I drowned in the river, and it was... you who saved me. At that time, I said... that I would marry you when I grew up! When you went to the army, you said that you would marry me when you came back. How come you forgot everything, forgot everything!"
After hearing Wang Yanli's words, Fang Zhiwei's expression suddenly changed.
"It turns out...he likes you."
"How could you...how could you go back on your word?"
Wang Yanli cried more and more feeling aggrieved, all because that vixen Qin Qing had snatched her brother Zhiwei away.
"Gorgeous."
Fang Zhiwei's voice softened, "I'm not your Brother Zhiwei, your Brother Zhiwei... has already..."
The word "sacrifice" was stuck in Fang Zhiwei's throat and he couldn't utter it.
He could never forget that his good brother died in his arms in extreme pain with blood sores all over his body. The dark red blood stained his body and the smell of blood lingered for three days and three nights.
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