Chapter 611: Throwing a Brick to Inspire Jade



Chapter 611: Throwing a Brick to Inspire Jade

Fu Jingyou followed her in choosing and only started packing the items after she had finished choosing.

"Get a notebook and help me keep the accounts."

"good."

Lu Miao was assigned a task by him and went to look for a notebook in the small drawer on the side table.

Fu Jingyou took advantage of this gap to clear a space on the kang and place a small kang table.

After she found the notebook, Fu Jingyou half supported and half hugged her and carried her to sit on the kang.

"Knitted sweaters and trousers, thirteen dollars a set, ten sets available."

"Dacron fabric, 70 meters, one dollar and sixty cents per meter."

"cotton……"

"Hey, wait a minute, don't speak so quickly! I'm calculating the total price of the Dacron~!"

Lu Miao pouted and slapped the table to interrupt him.

"good."

Fu Jingyou chuckled softly and sat aside waiting for her to finish.

"Okay, how much cotton?"

"The cotton cloth in various patterns totals 400 meters. If you buy more, you can get a discount. 40 cents a meter."

Lu Miao nodded and wrote it down neatly in the notebook.

There were also some lighters, buttons and other miscellaneous items at the back, and the total wholesale price was more than 380 yuan.

Including the things I brought home, all the five hundred yuan was spent.

Fu Jingyou always had some money on him, and he probably put in a lot this time.

After counting everything, the couple referred to the prices in the department store and discussed at what price to sell them.

Fu Jingyou was full of energy and confidence, but Lu Miao had some concerns:

"After all, we're not in our hometown. With so many things, isn't the risk a bit high?"

"Don't worry, I have a plan in mind."

Lu Miao turned her beautiful lychee eyes towards him, waiting for him to continue.

He just stroked the back of her low ponytail, smiled and said nothing.

Lu Miao pouted in dissatisfaction.

But thinking that he always acted appropriately, I acquiesced to his keeping it a secret this time.

After returning from Guangzhou, Fu Jingyou rested at home for a day.

I spent the morning with my wife and children, and in the afternoon I took a short-handled hoe and a shovel into the greenhouse to clean up.

Just before dinner, I went out again.

Tang Mei called him for dinner but couldn't find him. He came back later and Tang Mei asked him where he had been, but he didn't explain in detail.

When they were sleeping at night, Fu Jingyou hugged Lu Miao and talked about his experiences in Guangzhou.

Among them, Ma Tou was mentioned the most times.

It wasn't anything else he was saying, just Matou's Mandarin accent.

In order to cheer Lu Miao up, Fu Jingyou imitated Matou's accent and called himself "Ji Ji" and his socks "Wa Ji".

This made Lu Miao laugh.

"It's like this over there. Some people don't know how to pronounce 'a'. For example, in 'home', they would say 'street'."

Fu Jingyou didn't know whether the pronunciation was true or not, but he found it very interesting to think about it.

Imitating the accent isn't a joke, I just find it funny.

He laughed softly and chatted with Lu Miao about something else.

I didn't dare say anything more out of fear that it would affect Lu Miao's sleep and make him feel tired and have a poor appetite when he wakes up tomorrow.

I hugged the person, patted him gently and started to coax him to sleep.

Lu Miao became sleepy easily after she became pregnant.

He didn't need to coax her at all. After just three to five minutes, her breathing began to become heavy.

Fu Jingyou continued to pat her for a while, then moved his big hand to touch her round belly.

"Um……"

He let out a deep sigh, unable to tell whether it was joy or sorrow.

After tucking the quilt behind Lu Miao's shoulders, Fu Jingyou hugged him tightly and fell into a deep sleep together.

A dreamless night.

The next day, after having breakfast at home, Fu Jingyou went to the mechanical and electrical factory to report early.

Lu Miao picked out the dark cloth he brought back from Guangzhou and cut a few feet of it.

The Chinese New Year is on February 15th of the Gregorian calendar. It is already early January, and there is still a month left until the Chinese New Year.

I don’t plan to go back to my hometown this time, and they sent me a lot of things.

Even if we don't mention the filial piety they should show, it is reasonable for them to give something back.

The fabric is readily available and is suitable for making clothes.

Once the pattern is ready, the sewing machine can be operated quickly.

The children were watching TV in the main room. Lu Miao thought for a while, turned off the kang, and didn't add any more coal to the stove.

He called Tang Mei and asked her to help him carry the sewing machine out.

Her belly was bulging and Tang Mei was afraid that it would press against her, so how could she dare to let her move things?

Fortunately, the sewing machine is not that heavy.

After picking up the odds and ends on the table, Tang Mei moved them to the main room.

There is always a kettle boiling water on the chimney stove, which can continuously provide warmth in the house.

Lu Miao put on a jacket over his thin coat, so he didn't feel cold even when sitting in the main room.

There was the sound of TV broadcasting and children's murmuring beside me.

She never feels bored when she measures the size and operates the sewing machine.

On the contrary, the movements are very quick and efficient.

Let’s talk about Fu Jingyou.

Although he reported to the electromechanical factory, he had been there many times when he took practical classes.

The old master taught him a lot of safety knowledge and then arranged for him to work on the production line of motor supporting molds.

An internship is not just an internship.

Additionally, you need to be smart and read and learn more.

The detailed knowledge that you don’t normally come into contact with can be sublimated and accumulated through experience at this time.

Fu Jingyou is neither arrogant nor impatient, and is not afraid of hard work or fatigue.

When others need help, he goes.

Even though no one else asked for help, he still went after seeing it.

His enthusiasm, his way of dealing with people and his hard work were all noticed by his fellow workers.

Occasionally, even the deputy factory director would stop briefly to admire and nod when passing by.

Fu Jingyou thinks clearly and does what needs to be done when it is time to do it.

Of course, I will also tinker with other things during my breaks.

During break time, the heavy smokers went to the corridor outside to smoke.

Fu Jingyou took the cigarettes he bought at the department store yesterday evening and followed him.

"Engineer Liu, Engineer Deng."

When they got outside, Fu Jingyou gave cigarettes to everyone one by one.

"Engineer Yang, former worker, here."

Qian Youwei took the cigarette and sniffed it, then looked at the cigarette box in Fu Jingyou's hand and said:

"Oh, a soft-packed Zhonghua, you're really good, you're quite good!"

Fu Jingyou is not a talkative person, but he can chat with anyone who starts a conversation with him.

He has work experience.

He understands professional knowledge.

He even has a say in family matters and is a very down-to-earth and nice person.

There is no old master in the factory who doesn't like such a young man.

If I were to be given such a good cigarette now, it would be truly amazing.

Several people smoking on the corridor approached Fu Jingyou, patted his shoulders, and were willing to get close to him.

This was exactly what Fu Jingyou wanted to do.

Fu Jingyou was quite smart. After handing over the cigarettes, he took out his lighter and lit cigarettes for each of the seniors present who had not had time to light their cigarettes yet.

Someone saw through the trick, swallowed, exhaled, and inhaled again, and asked:

"Hey Xiao Fu, is this a lighter? Why does it look like one and not like one?"

As soon as one person mentioned it, everyone else started looking towards Fu Jingyou.

Fu Jingyou understood and slowed down his movements, first opening his palms to show them.

Then he grasped the lighter, pressed down with his thumb, and demonstrated to the group several times:

"It's a lighter, but it's new."

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