Chapter 63 He is the Boss
Huo Qingqing also bought some snacks for the two kids. As soon as they came home, the two kids rummaged into their mother's bag to see if there was anything delicious!
Huo Qingqing took out the biscuits and cakes and put a few pieces on the plate. "You two can eat them by yourselves. Mom will peel some melon seeds for you later, okay?"
"OK!"
Huo Qingqing took out the wool again, and someone who was staring at the pastries on the table finally confirmed that this guy had gone to his shop today.
"Where did you buy these things?" Han Jianwu asked again.
Huo Qingqing, "I definitely didn't buy it at the supply and marketing cooperative! Guess who I met today?"
Han Jianwu, "Who?"
Huo Qingqing, "Your apprentice, Jiang Zian! He actually looks after a store for a friend. Let me tell you, the store has a complete range of goods and the business is booming."
Han Jianwu: "..."
Huo Qingqing, "Why aren't you surprised at all?"
Han Jianwu, "I know."
"You know?" Huo Qingqing stopped talking and looked at Han Jianwu, "Do you know that Jiang Zian is looking after a store for a friend?"
Han Jianwu nodded, "Yeah."
Huo Qingqing lowered her voice and asked, "Do you know his friend?"
Han Jianwu pursed his lips and looked at Huo Qingqing without saying anything. Did he say that he knew her? Or do you just not know him?
Only two people knew that Han Jianwu opened a store: Jiang Zian and his comrade Gao Haijun. The reason why he didn't tell Huo Qingqing was that he was worried that she would be involved if something happened. Whether driving a tractor or a horse-drawn carriage, Han Jianwu often traveled alone to do field work for the brigade. He had been to all the communes and production teams in the county, knew many people and had gained a lot of experience. He saw the shops opening in the areas around the county, where there were so-called black markets everywhere. After discussing it with his comrades, he opened it, but he couldn't show up, so he asked Jiang Zian to do it. If anyone asked about it, he would say that he was watching the store for his friend.
Nowadays, whether you set up a stall or open a store, no one will care as long as you don't sell supplies such as rice, flour, oil, meat, medicine, cloth, etc. However, opening a store is the same as setting up a stall. During every big market, you sell some supplies that the supply and marketing cooperatives and county department stores don't have. There is no need to open a store at all.
Since it is called the black market, everything is sold there. Just don't be too blatant and don't go against law enforcement agencies. Even so, there are very few people who have the courage and determination to do it. At most, I would set up a stall on the roadside during the big market to sell vegetables or eggs, homemade insoles, etc., and earn a few cents or a dollar at best.
What Huo Qingqing didn't know was that after she left Hanjiagou in her previous life, Han Jianwu started his business by opening shops in the commune. He first opened a snack bar, and after completely liberalizing the business, he opened a store and then operated long-distance trucks and so on.
The reason why Jiang Zian helped Han Siyuan in later life was because Jiang Zian and Han Jianwu were the earliest partners in starting a business together.
"I'm asking you a question, why are you in a daze?" Huo Qingqing held the man's face with both hands and shook it from side to side, saying, "I think the wool they sell is of very good quality, and the thickness is also good. I plan to knit you another thin sweater to wear alone in the spring. I also want to give you a paper scarf, but I'm worried that you won't wear it."
Han Jianwu felt that she was no longer asking about Boss Jiang Zian, so he said, "Why not wear it? Yes."
Huo Qingqing, "Really? That's great, I'll work overtime tonight and I'll be done in a few days." She's not good at other needlework, but she's an expert at knitting.
Han Jianwu smiled and said, "Don't worry, weave slowly. It will hurt your eyes to work under the kerosene lamp at night."
Huo Qingqing, "Oh! That's fine! By the way, you haven't told me who Jiang Zian's boss is?"
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"It seems that most of the people setting up stalls at the market are young people from the county town and its surrounding areas! Could it be that Jiang Zian's boss is also from the city?" Huo Qingqing said.
Han Jianwu, "You can see all this?"
Huo Qingqing, "Of course, those young stall owners riding 28-inch bicycles are not locals, either in their accent or their mental state." Having said this, Huo Qingqing lowered her voice and said, "After observing a circle today, I found that several young stall owners were selling girls' items, including hair bands, hairpins, various rubber bands and earrings, as well as handkerchiefs and the like. They had the best business." These small items are sold openly, and now it seems that no one cares.
Han Jianwu raised his eyebrows, "What else have you figured out?"
Huo Qingqing, "Some people have children's clothes, socks, hats and other items in their snakeskin bags."
Han Jianwu, "What else?"
Huo Qingqing, "I feel like those people aren't very smart?"
Han Jianwu raised the corner of his lips, "For example?"
Huo Qingqing, "I looked around and found that there was not a single snack bar."
Huo Qingqing continued, "There are three big fairs a month now, and there are so many people every time. I heard that at the end of the month the commune will perform a big show for seven days and seven nights! Can you imagine how many people there will be? If someone opens a snack bar, they will really make money. The higher-ups are turning a blind eye now, and they haven't said that selling food is not allowed!"
Han Jianwu, "Didn't you notice that the store next to Zi'an is being renovated?"
Huo Qingqing, "Hmm? I didn't notice it. It looked like the door was closed. There were cabbages and some radishes for sale at the door. They were also from Jiang Zian's store."
Han Jianwu said, "That's a boss who wants to open a snack bar."
Huo Qingqing, "Are you familiar with the boss?"
Han Jianwu nodded, "Very familiar."
"Who is it? So mysterious?"
Han Jianwu looked at Huo Qingqing very seriously this time. He put his hands on her shoulders and placed her on the stool. He also sat down and looked at her expectant eyes. He said, "I told you not to be angry."
The little bit of subconsciousness in Huo Qingqing's heart became stronger, but she still nodded, "I'm not angry, you say it."
Han Jianwu said, "The store that Zi'an is looking at is owned by me. The snack bar next to it that is being tidied up is also owned by me."
Huo Qingqing's face was already cold, but she didn't say anything and kept looking at Han Jianwu.
Han Jianwu continued to tell her several reasons why he didn't tell her. Finally, he hugged her, patted her shoulder and said, "Although people are no longer opposed to the so-called black market, and the higher-ups are turning a blind eye and not interfering, there is no explicit document encouraging business. What I'm worried about is that if someone knows that I own the store and gets jealous again, and makes a complaint, do you think the higher-ups will intervene or not?"
Huo Qingqing said, "I don't deny any of the issues you're considering, but I'm your wife, not someone else's. If there's any problem, let's deal with it together! This is no longer a small matter, and you kept it a secret from me."
Han Jianwu said, "Okay, don't be angry anymore. I was worried every day, afraid that someone would find out, so I didn't tell you. Now that you know, I don't have to worry about you anymore."
Huo Qingqing seemed to have sorted everything out at once, both in her past life and in this life.
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