Chapter 158 A person of status

Since the 1990s, people have entered a crazy era of stamp collecting. There was a time when stamps were sold at ridiculous prices.

Later, the enthusiasm faded a little, but it took several decades.

No matter whether they are valuable or not, they are all bought.

Song Yu Nuan wrote a letter to Gu Huaian, first thanking Gu Huaian for the information he had investigated for her.

Then she said that Xia Sanwa really came, and Xia Bowen probably didn't know about it.

She talked about her great achievements during this period.

For example, she saved a historical site and built bridges to build a vocational cadre school for Nanshan County.

Then she asked Gu Huaian, if she wanted to use invisible air to build an imaginary house, where should she start? 襂

I hope you will give me advice!

Then she said, aren't you looking forward to it?

Please continue to look forward to it!

The last signature was quite standard: Best regards!

Song Yu Nuan felt very satisfied. She was going to the county to send a letter to Gu Huaian.

It happened that the supply and marketing mobile service station was officially opened.

Song Yu Nuan would of course follow. 襂

She wanted to bring her family out.

This time, Mrs. Song brought her two daughters-in-law to process most of the remaining fabrics into clothes and trousers.

The scraps of fabric were either made into hair flowers or shoulder bags, and the ones that were really useless were left for her family.

Before leaving, Old Lady Song looked at Song Yunuan cautiously: "Xiao Nuan, you are now a writer and a person of status. In the past, it was like the God of Literature descending to earth and taking the imperial examination. If you follow us to sell clothes, won't you lose your status and be laughed at in the future?"

Song Yunuan laughed.

In this era, the status of literati is very high. If you write a poem and publish it, you will be called a talented poet.

It can be said that the 1980s was the era when writers had the highest status.

"It's okay, I just write stories for children, I can't be called a writer."

Old Lady Song insisted: "That's not okay, you are a writer. By the way, when the storybook printed with your writing is mailed back, grandma will go to the grandchildren's house to read the story to them, okay?"

Song Yunuan nodded happily, and Old Lady Song might actually be showing off.

In the end, Song Yu Nuan went along, mainly because she had to mail a letter.

Then she bought all the stamps she could, whether they were useful or not.

Today is Thursday, and the department store is crowded with people. The tunnel was discovered some time ago, and only a few people knew about it.

The crowd was bustling, some coming in and some leaving, and then someone saw the plaque of Nanshan Supply and Marketing Mobile Service Station. 襂

The tables and shelves are foldable.

This time, a shoe rack was also built.

On the shoe rack were colorful plastic sandals and rubber shoes, as well as rain boots and raincoats.

Elsewhere, there were women's small leather shoes.

Someone asked if they wanted shoe tickets?

This time, they asked for shoe tickets openly.

Then, the price was a little cheaper. 襂

Those without tickets are charged the normal price.

Without any surprise, the goods brought today were basically sold out.

During this period, Song Yu Nuan Nuan took her brother for a stroll and first went to Ji's home.

Yingying was given a pair of breathable leather sandals, which were purchased separately from the shoe factory.

The leather sandals are cream-yellow, and they are matched with white socks, a small skirt, and a bow hairpin.

Even standing in a few decades, they are still the most beautiful children.

Not only for Yingying, but also for Master Ji, a pair of leather sandals were bought. They are brown.

Then Ji Xinyi's are creamy white.

Uncle Xiaodizi also has a pair.

Ji Hao has the same shoe size as Song Mingbo.

Master Ji's eyes are gentle and there is a smile on his lips. Xiao Nuan is a child who is meticulous and thoughtful.

The bag Song Yunuan was carrying was filled with gifts for her acquaintances.

She also had to go to Zhao Jie's house. Zhao Jie's husband also helped a lot when she got the certificate last time. Before leaving, Ji Xinyi told Song Yunuan that the Dragon Boat Festival would be coming soon.

She knew how to make rice dumplings. Others brought rice dumpling leaves and glutinous rice. When the Dragon Boat Festival came, they would come to get the rice dumplings. She would make more. 襂

This sentence reminded Song Yunuan that, yes, the Dragon Boat Festival was coming soon.

She looked at the calendar. Today was the 12th. There were still four days until the Dragon Boat Festival.

In 1980, in Nanshan County, even during the Dragon Boat Festival, you couldn't see ready-made gourds, colorful ropes and sachets on sale on the street.

It happened that my grandfather had dried moxa leaves and a lot of satin materials, which could also be used to make sachets. But the

grandmothers alone can't do much.

So, after Song Yu Nuan delivered the things to a few people she knew, she went back to the service station of the department store.

After working for a while, she finished work and went home. 襂

The main reason was that I didn't bring much today.

But I sold more than 800 yuan.

The profit of sandals is not as good as the processed clothes and bags.

But if you really count them, the profit is not low.

Song Yu Nuan told her grandfather that Director Niu was promoted and is now the deputy general manager of the guesthouse.

Old Song asked: "Why not promote him directly to the full position?"

Song Liang told his father: "In the county, the promotion of cadres is first deputy and then full." 襂

When they arrived at the brigade headquarters, Song Yu Nuan got off the carriage first and ran to the brigade headquarters.

Chu Zizhou happened to be writing a work summary there.

Song Yunuan told Chu Zizhou about her idea.

Chu Zizhou looked at Song Yunuan hesitantly: "Although I have never made it, but during the Dragon Boat Festival, aren't these made by everyone? If we make them, will anyone buy them?"

"Why not? And what we do is definitely different from what everyone knows.

The target customer is not everyone.

If there are 100,000 people in Nanshan County, we will make about 2,000. For such a large county, we can definitely sell them. If we

really can't sell them, we can give them to various units as welfare."

Chu Zizhou blinked, "Which unit do you know?"

"I can go find Brother Dongzi."

Chu Zizhou pouted. Who is better, your Huai'an brother or your Dongzi brother?

Of course, this is just a thought in his mind.

Chu Zizhou asked her again: "How is the staff cadre school that you helped to build a bridge?"

"I don't know about that."

"You are very capable."

This Song Yu Nuan is really a hidden talent.

Remembering something, Song Yunuan reminded him again: "I told Brother Huai'an about this in the letter, so you don't have to call him to tell him."

Then he asked him with a squint: "You didn't tell him, did you?"

Chu Zizhou said: "You think Gu Huai'an is like you, strolling around all day, but he is very busy."

In fact, he really called and prepared to tell the hypocritical Gu Huai'an about Song Yunuan's recent heroic deeds.

Although every time after talking to Gu Huai'an, Gu Huai'an would say lightly: I'm very busy, don't tell me about things like this in the future, Song Yunuan and I are not familiar with each other. 襂 I

get angry when I think of it.

Why didn't I do this before, and didn't interrupt in the middle, and only said this at the end.

But it's not okay to say nothing.

Now Song Yunuan wrote to him, which is the best.

He is really happy!