Chapter 247 Hope
Zhang Jing took a look at Zhao Yi and knew what Zhao Yi was thinking at the moment. These TVs were all returnable and Zhao Yi didn't want to repair them now.
But now when dealing with customers, we say everything nice to relieve their psychological burden.
Looking at Zhang Jing selling televisions and accepting gifts, Zhao Yi shook his head. Although televisions were in short supply, he didn't need a ticket for his own television at all. It had been in supply for more than half a month and had only been out of stock for two or three days. These people were the same. They had to use some social connections to buy a television.
Not bothering to pay attention to Zhang Jing, Zhao Yi placed the goods on the cart on the shelves.
At this time, Zhao Dajiang had just transported the goods back home. After sorting them for a while, he pulled the cart to the square. After listening to Zhao Yi, he applied for his stall license on a monthly basis.
The two old men followed behind and walked slowly towards the square with Wang Chunyan.
Zhao Dajiang had just spread out the mat.
"Comrade, we have been hanging around here for two or three days and thought you were not coming."
A group of young people gathered around the stall that had just been set up and laughed.
The tapes and some rare gadgets sold here are rarely seen in department stores. No tickets are required, so they are convenient to buy. Now that the weather is gradually warming up, the sandals on the stalls are also more beautiful.
Wang Chunyan has been setting up a stall with Zhao Dajiang for several days. She already knows the prices of the goods on the stall. Zhao Dajiang is responsible for moving the things on the cart and setting them up.
Wang Chunyan is responsible for collecting money and then handing the goods to customers.
Seeing that Zhao Dajiang's business was so prosperous, the two old people were very happy. If it could continue like this, they would be relieved for their daughter's life.
It's not a very hard job and I can earn several dollars a day, which is higher than the income of workers in the county town.
After being busy for a while, he sent all the customers away. Zhao Dajiang counted the money in his hand and found it was a total of thirteen yuan.
"We have earned another 6.5 yuan in more than two hours. If we sell all these products today, we can earn at least 17 or 18 yuan."
Zhao Dajiang smiled and looked at the two old men and said.
"Your nephew is really amazing. It's rare for a biological son to do this."
The old man took two puffs of welding smoke and said.
"I've always remembered Xiaoyi's kindness, and I will never refuse as long as I can be of use to you."
Zhao Dajiang nodded in response.
"Mom and Dad, please stay here for a while. I'll go back and cook."
After saying this, Zhao Dajiang hurried back to the garment factory’s staff building.
Some time ago, Wang Chunyan did not make any mistakes when she set up her own stall. There were too many goods and she couldn't count them all, so she just took them one by one. When Zhao Dajiang came back after cooking, Wang Chunyan had already opened the cans that she had secretly hidden and was sharing them with the two elderly people.
Seeing Zhao Dajiang coming over with a lunch box, he smiled embarrassedly.
"Eat, it's all prepared for you."
"I want to leave it for Youfu, he hasn't eaten it yet."
Wang Chunyan felt a little disappointed when she mentioned her son. Everyone in the family had eaten this delicious thing, but her son had not yet tasted it.
"School is closed today, so they should come over."
Zhao Dajiang thought for a while and said.
Before he could finish his words, the voices of Zhao Youfu and Zhao Mei were heard.
"Grandpa, grandma, mom and dad."
Two people came trotting over with satchels on their backs.
"Son, eat."
When Wang Chunyan saw Zhao Youfu, she hurriedly went up to him with the can in her hand.
Zhao Youfu swallowed his saliva when he saw that it was canned food. His classmates invited him to try a piece, and it tasted really good.
"Mom, you eat. I'm not hungry."
Zhao Youfu waved his hands quickly.
"You're welcome. I still have two or three cans at home."
Zhao Dajiang signaled to his son not to think that these were his mother's nutritional supplements, as there were still several cans and two bags of malted milk at home.
The family happily ate their meal, and at this time many young people came to buy things.
Zhao Youfu hurriedly helped his father collect the money and make change.
"A hairpin is 60 cents, and a cassette is one dollar. One dollar and sixty cents."
Wang Chunyan saw the goods her son handed over and said quickly.
"Dad, the product my mom mentioned was correct, right?"
Zhao Youfu was a little surprised.
"Yes, your mother remembers the prices of all the goods in our house."
Zhao Dajiang smiled and nodded, then quickly took the money and started to make change.
After being busy for a while, they started to eat again. Zhao Mei and Zhao Youfu had particularly happy smiles on their faces. Their mothers had not changed at all, but they felt indescribably happy in their hearts.
It was busy in the evening and more people came to the square to play. The goods were sold out in more than an hour.
The family walked home happily and arrived at the department store.
"You guys go back first, I'll send the payment to your eldest brother. We don't have any capital, so I'll send you the capital based on how much we sell."
Zhao Dajiang gave some instructions and handed the cart to his son.
When I arrived at Zhao Yi's house, Zhao Yi was in the restaurant watching the father and son who came to work.
At this time, the two of them took over the kitchen. Zhao Yi tasted the cooking skills and found them not bad, not worse than Liu Wentao's.
"Xiao Yi."
Zhao Dajiang stood at the door and shouted inside.
"What's wrong, uncle?"
Zhao Yi walked out of the restaurant.
Zhao Dajiang handed the eighteen yuan in his hand to Zhao Yi.
Zhao Yi nodded, then handed the money to Zhang Jing. Zhang Jing would keep this batch of payment separately, because the purchase money had to be reconciled in the end. It was not that she did not trust her uncle, but the account books had to be kept clear so that everyone would feel comfortable.
Zhao Dajiang now walked much more easily and felt like he was a dozen years younger. He always walked with his head down some time ago, but now he smiled more often.
"My uncle ate here before going back, and packed some for my aunt."
Zhao Yi invited.
"No, Youfu and the others are here, I have to go back to work, remember to come over for dinner tomorrow."
Zhao Dajiang said with a smile.
"OK."
Zhao Yi nodded.
Zhao Dajiang returned to the staff building of the garment factory. The corridor was filled with the aroma of food, and the workers who were going home from get off work had already started cooking.
When I walked upstairs, Zhao Mei was busy preparing dinner.
"Dad, didn't my eldest brother and the others come?"
Zhao Mei looked at Zhao Dajiang and asked.
"Tomorrow, I have an appointment with your brother. They will come over for dinner tomorrow night."
Zhao Dajiang said happily.
When I got home, I took out all the money in the box. Now I have about fifty yuan.
"Take this fifty yuan back to your aunt and ask them to pay them back first. I'll pay them back when I save up a hundred yuan. I should be able to pay them back this year. Your eldest brother will have to wait until next year."
Zhao Dajiang took out fifty yuan and looked at Zhao Youfu and said.
"knew."
When Zhao Youfu saw the fifty yuan, he felt relieved. With the help of his eldest brother, he finally saw hope. He also participated in today's business and earned eighteen yuan a day. There is still hope that the debt of four hundred yuan can be paid off this year. If the business is so good every day, it will be paid off in more than two months at most.
But how can business be so good every day? Once it rains, we can’t set up the stall. Who can tell how many times it will rain in a month.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
