Chapter 70
Jian Li tied up the instant noodles and eight-treasure porridge with a rope. In the backpack on her back were the clothes that Wang Mengmei had bought for Zhao Chunlan in advance, and in her hand was a bag of chrysanthemum crystals.
Wang Yuedong frowned as soon as he received the message: "Why did you bring so many things back?"
He had been worried since he received a call from his second sister yesterday. It was like a house leaking in a rainy night. Not only was the factory gone, but the store behind was robbed. Wang Yuedong was worried about his second sister's family just thinking about it.
He took the things from Jian Li's hand and asked the two of them what they had eaten in the morning.
Wang Yunyun: "We had stewed vegetables and dumplings."
Wang Mengmei had prepared enough New Year's goods in advance, and the refrigerator was full. Even Jian Li, who is not very good at cooking, would take out various fried foods and vegetables from the refrigerator and cook a pot of dishes, which was fragrant and delicious.
Last night, Jian Feng came home after work and ate a big bowl of it. Jian Li cooked another pot before leaving this morning. They both ate until they were full before leaving.
Wang Yuedong smiled and said, "That's fine."
When adults are overwhelmed by money, the most frightening thing is to see their children suffering. Fortunately, Jian Li is a cheerful child, which makes Wang Yuedong feel relieved for his second sister.
The car took the two of them home, and when Jian Li entered the door, she saw her grandmother Zhao Chunlan smiling like a flower.
Wang Menglan was cutting Zhao Chunlan's nails while Zhao Chunlan tilted her head to talk to her eldest son-in-law.
"I'm saying Ping Ping is good. You should tell her that she should study hard in college. It's not easy for a family like ours to have a child go abroad. If I had the opportunity back then, I might be a college student now..."
Qian Jinlai's eyelids wrinkled when he smiled. For the past six months, he felt that his back was straight wherever he went. Now that he was at his wife's parents' home, he put away his original arrogance and joked with his mother-in-law while picking garlic in his hands.
"That's for sure. Ping Ping has good genes. She got her brains from her mother, but her roots are still with you."
These words made Zhao Chunlan smile widely, but the smile faded when she saw Jian Li.
The sentence "Xiao Li is back" is neither salty nor bland.
In just one year, the granddaughter of the eldest daughter was admitted to university, and the second daughter's family was laid off. Zhao Chunlan's good face was given to someone else again.
Jian Li quietly asked Wang Yunyun: "Hey, look at my grandma like this, does she look like a chameleon?"
Wang Yunyun wanted to laugh but held back: "If your aunt hears, she will beat you."
Jian Li spread her hands and said, "It's the truth."
Wang Shuai ran out from the inner room with an extremely happy face: "Sister, you are back! Come on, I'll get something. Sister, what do you want to eat for lunch? Mom cooked a fish, and I also made some honey..."
Jian Li touched her brother's head and said with satisfaction: "It's all right."
Wang Shuai blinked his eyes, rubbed against Wang Yunyun, and said softly: "Sister, I have finished all the homework you assigned to me."
Wang Yunyun: “…Okay.”
Wang Shuai stuck to his two sisters the whole morning, following them wherever they went like a puppy chasing their footsteps.
Zhao Chunlan said unhappily, "I don't know what he was angry about. His sister beats him every day, but he doesn't take it to heart."
The brother and sister used to have quarrels every other day, but after fighting for more than a year, their relationship has improved.
Zhao Chunlan felt very uncomfortable. In the past, Wang Shuai always stuck to her, but now he kept calling her "my sister said".
I really don't know what kind of medicine was used on the broom used to hit him. It beat a good child into a state where he only listened to his sister.
Wang Yunyun was annoyed by Wang Shuai and said: "Let's go to the town together."
Qian Ping also opened a training class during the winter vacation this year, but it was a little smaller in scale, with only twenty or thirty junior high school and senior high school students. She was too busy to go back to Wangjiazhuang to visit relatives, so she only told Wang Menglan to let Yunyun and Jianli come to her place after they returned.
Both of his younger sisters were in the third year of junior high school, so Qian Ping simply brought them over to help with their tutoring.
When Wang Shuai heard this, he became discouraged. He wanted to follow, but he was afraid of being caught and forced to learn.
Wang Shuai was embarrassed to admit that he really missed his sister.
"...Then I won't go. You guys come back early."
When Jian Li arrived in town, she first went to her second uncle's house to deliver a box of milk, which was considered as visiting relatives on behalf of her mother.
Wang Yuexi's family was all at home. Li Xia didn't have a mother, so she didn't go to visit relatives on the second day of the Chinese New Year. She used to go to Wangjiazhuang with Wang Yuexi on the second day of the Chinese New Year, but this year she didn't want to go. What was she going to do? Was she going to make Wang Menglan laugh?
Jian Li put down the milk. Wang Yuexi asked her a few questions casually and didn't even offer her any food.
Jian Li didn't care and went out to find Qian Ping.
When Qian Ping saw her sister, she first expressed concern for Wang Mengmei and her husband, and then took out the test paper to test Jian Li and Wang Yunyun.
Jian Li: ...Okay.
Fortunately, Jian Li's level is good and Qian Ping is very satisfied.
Wang Yunyun's weaknesses are all in science, so Qian Ping asked them to attend two hours of make-up classes starting tomorrow morning.
"I'm taking this opportunity to catch up now, because time will be very tight after school starts."
Qian Ping herself deeply realized the difference in the level of education in the town and in the city, so she wanted her two younger sisters to get into a good high school.
Jian Li was not under much pressure, but Wang Yunyun was still a little far away.
On the way back, Wang Yunyun asked Jian Li which school she wanted to go to.
Jian Li said without hesitation: "Experiment."
Wang Yunyun sighed: "That's great. I wonder if I can get into No. 2 Middle School."
Her grades have never been very good. She can get first place in the class, but there is still a big gap compared to Jian Li.
Wang Yunyun was a little worried: "I plan not to submit this semester."
I'm too busy with my studies and really don't have any time.
And she really needs to think again about what kind of story she wants to write.
Jian Li patted Wang Yunyun's shoulder: "It's okay, me too."
The second volume took her half a year to draw. After she sent all the remaining three months' manuscripts to Jiang Rou, she happily said that the third volume would not be published until the second half of the year.
Originally, I thought Jiang Rou would persuade her, but Jiang Rou's reply arrived very quickly. In the letter, Jiang Rou was very considerate and said that it was okay to be late, and she also wished her good luck in her studies and said that if she had any questions about applying for colleges in the future, she could tell her.
[The editor-in-chief said that he has many alumni in various universities and can help you analyze it. ]
When Jian Li saw this, she immediately understood why Jiang Rou was so tolerant and didn't push for her to submit her manuscript. It turned out that Jiang Rou thought she was now a senior in high school.
Jian Li found it funny whenever she thought about it.
But this news was like a bolt from the blue to Wang Yunyun.
"Ah? You don't want to paint anymore?"
She hurriedly grabbed Jian Li and said, "What should I do if you don't paint?"
She read every issue of the magazine, and was so drawn into the plot that she wanted to turn Jane Li over to shake her head so that she could read it all in one breath.
Jian Li didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Well, if you say so, I can't do anything about it."
She is not a genius. She has forgotten a lot of knowledge learned in junior high school. She has also worked hard on her studies over the past year. Naturally, this situation will be more serious when she enters high school.
It has been many years since I graduated, and I really have to start from scratch with what I learned in high school...
Both of them sighed and said, yes, high school is even harder.
I really hope to go to college as soon as I wake up.
*****
After Jian Feng brought Ni Hao along, the work became less difficult for the others.
Ni Hao is young and has much stronger physical strength than Jian Feng and other people who have been working for several years. He can work all night without showing any signs of fatigue.
The sheets and pillowcases sold better on the second day than on the first day, probably because the unit price was low enough, so people at the temple fair were more willing to spend money.
Wang Mengmei did the math in the evening. Her earnings for the day were a little less than the first day, but still a net profit of more than 8,000 yuan.
Including the day before, Wang Mengmei and her husband earned more than 10,000 yuan.
Wang Mengmei took a deep breath and said, "No wonder people say street vendors make a lot of money."
Looks inconspicuous, but it's really a hit.
This money is almost the same as picked up.
Jian Feng used a towel to whip the hair off his body: "This is catching up."
That's right, we caught up.
Everything was just right. They had borrowed a truck, had manpower, and had delivered the goods to the factory before it closed down. Otherwise, when the factory was doing well, the factory would not have given them the overstocked goods even if it was a big deal.
Only with the right time and right place can we have these ten thousand yuan.
Wang Mengmei forced herself to cheer up: "Where are we going tomorrow?"
Jian Feng had already found out the location: "There is a temple fair in Kui County down below."
"Okay, go get the goods today, and also pick up those small things like pillowcases."
Large items of clothing are too risky and are not as easy to sell as these small items.
Jian Feng responded, then asked Wang Mengmei how much she wanted to pay Ni Hao.
Wang Mengmei thought for a moment and said, "I'll give it 10% as well."
They are all the same relationship, there is no need to favor one over the other.
She also noticed that her husband had been close to Xiao Meng and Xiao Shi in the past six months, and they often drank and ate together.
Lying on the same bed, how could she not see her husband's growing ambition? Kong Guorong's small shop looked inconspicuous, but behind it were two large warehouses rented, and the annual income was at least hundreds of thousands.
Jian Feng was envious, and his heart was also full of turmoil. The east wind of the times blew towards the fields, so why couldn't he be like the chicken feather that flew into the sky?
Xiao Shi and Xiao Meng are the people that Jian Feng has high hopes for, and they will inevitably interact with each other in the future.
Wang Mengmei thought that she couldn't fall behind either.
Ni Hao is a nice person, hardworking and down-to-earth, so she wants to take him as her apprentice.
"I'll give him the money later."
Jian Feng smiled and said jokingly, "Okay, okay, you give it to me."
Wang Mengmei rolled her eyes and said, "Didn't you take Xiaoshi and Xiaomeng's money?"
What it means is that both of them want to attract customers, but they each mind their own business and neither of them criticizes the other.
Wang Mengmei took out 800 yuan from today's profit. Ni Hao thought it was only a few dozen yuan, and he kept silent when he saw the money.
"Boss, Boss, not so much..."
Wang Mengmei stuffed the money into his pocket and said, "Just take it! It's New Year's Day, and I asked your brother Feng to come to you. I've already delayed your business."
Ni Hao then realized that it was her boss who asked her husband to look for her last night: "I'm fine! I don't have anything to do during the Chinese New Year..."
He touched his pocket, and the thick money made him excited.
"Boss, are we going to close the store in the future?"
Ni Hao thought, with this kind of money to be made, the boss might just do this full-time in the future.
Wang Mengmei: "Why isn't it blooming? It's blooming. It will bloom in the next two days."
Jian Feng had told her this before, and it was a coincidence that he had a car this time, so it went so smoothly. But when Kong Guorong came back from his hometown on the eighth day of the first lunar month, the car would have to be returned.
A truck would cost tens of thousands of dollars. My family definitely can't afford it.
As for the goods from the cotton textile factory, they can't always get them. There are only so many of them, and the factory will not only give them the goods.
All in all, this business can only last for a few days to meet emergency needs.
Ni Hao was a little disappointed: "Ah? Is that so?"
It's not that he doesn't like giving up the hotel business, but the family has been feeding several mouths a day and he also wants to get married, so he's short of money.
He originally thought that if Wang Mengmei worked longer, he would be able to save some money, but now there is no way.
But before he could feel completely disappointed, Wang Mengmei gave him good news.
I want to take him as an apprentice.
Ni Hao's mood was like a roller coaster. It was difficult to recruit apprentices in the profession of chef. The previous master was sent to him by his family through the help of others and connections.
That’s it. The master didn’t teach me much.
He only knows how to cut meat into pieces now, but he still has a vague understanding of seasoning and controlling the heat from Wang Mengmei.
Wang Mengmei is not one to hide her skills and she never lets him go out when she is cooking. But that is different from taking him in as an apprentice!
If you accept a disciple seriously, they will become half-relatives in the future, and the master will teach the real skills by himself!
Wang Mengmei smiled and said, "If you're willing, just wait until the New Year to come and pay your respects."
After the gift ceremony, you are considered a formal apprentice. During festivals, the master will give red envelopes to the apprentice, and the apprentice will give gifts to the master.
Ni Hao said excitedly: "I do!"
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