Chapter 70: Finding a Purpose



After hearing what the old lady said, Mrs. Feng and Feng Zhiqiang also gained more confidence.

Even if they think the steamed buns are delicious, they will get nervous and worried if the customers don’t say they are.

Now when they hear people who have bought it say that it tastes good, they are naturally happy.

I feel that the steamed bun business can continue.

After closing the stall, Feng Zhiqiang handed the purse to Old Lady Feng and said, "Grandma, I'll go buy some noodles right away so we can continue making steamed buns."

Mrs. Feng did the math in her head and said, "I've earned eighty-six coins today."

The steamed buns come in different sizes and have different prices. The ones for adults cost two cents each.

The smaller ones for kids are two for one penny.

The total amount is eighty-six coins.

This is a number they dare not even imagine.

In the past, fishing depended on the weather.

Nowadays, making steamed buns depends on craftsmanship.

Feng Zhiqiang was so excited that he almost jumped up and walked briskly.

"Grandma, if we could earn this much every day, I can't even imagine it!"

Feng Zhiqiang felt like he was dreaming.

"You can't make that much fishing."

"Only occasionally, when we catch a lot of fish, we might be able to sell it for that much, but there are also times when we come up empty-handed."

"I still rely on my skills. The money I earn gives me a sense of security and peace of mind."

Old Mrs. Feng was also very excited. She said in a trembling voice, "Adding the twenty-four coins I just gave you, we can earn one hundred and ten coins today, not counting the money your grandfather earned from fishing."

"But you have to deduct the money for buying flour."

Feng Zhiqiang said, "Grandma, even after deducting the money for buying flour, we can still make fifty cents."

"If we can earn this much every day, we'll have more than one tael of silver a month."

One and a half taels of silver a month was something Feng Zhiqiang couldn't even imagine.

In the past, their family worked hard fishing for a month and only earned a few hundred coins, which was enough to make a living.

How dare I even think about making a few taels of silver?

Even if it is only one tael of silver a month, it is twelve taels a year.

Thinking about earning this much, Feng Zhiqiang felt full of energy.

Old Mrs. Feng naturally understood this in her heart, and she felt that there was finally hope in life.

She quietly wiped away her tears and said, "Your grandfather's boat is approaching. Let's go up and tell your grandfather."

Old Mrs. Feng couldn't wait to share the happy news with her old man.

Feng Zhiqiang also hurriedly followed with his things.

When Mr. Feng went to the center of the river to fish in the morning, he was also a little absent-minded.

I’m always worried that the steamed buns won’t sell.

I am also worried about my wife and grandson.

Their family has never done business and has no experience at all.

Even if the steamed buns are delicious, others may not think they are delicious if they don’t know the taste.

I was also worried that my wife would be hurt and affected by the blow.

So the old man only caught two fish in the morning, one weighing about two kilograms and the other weighing about one kilogram.

As soon as he pulled the boat over, the old man saw his wife and grandson coming up.

When the old man saw the old woman's red eyes, he was frightened and asked, "What's wrong? Did something happen? Or were you bullied?"

"Even if we don't sell any steamed buns, as long as we are together as a family, that's more important than anything else."

Mr. Feng usually doesn't talk much, but when he saw the old woman's look, he was very worried.

Feng Zhiqiang's eyes were also red, and he said happily: "Grandpa, it's okay, all our steamed buns have been sold out, and some people have even placed orders with us."

"What?"

Old Master Feng even suspected that he had heard it wrong.

Old Master Feng opened his mouth wide, "Did I hear correctly? All the steamed buns are sold out?"

Although not many steamed buns were made, they were all sold out by noon, which is a little hard to believe.

Mrs. Feng said, "It's true. I'm not lying to you. I'm just excited."

"Our net profit is about fifty coins, plus the twelve steamed buns they ordered. Calculating this way, we can make one or two taels of silver a month."

"Here's the money bag. Count it. Today, including the pre-orders, I've made over a hundred coins."

Old Mrs. Feng's face was full of smiles, and she was so happy that the smile was about to overflow from her eyes.

Old Master Feng felt a sour feeling in his chest as he carried the heavy purse.

My throat seemed to be blocked and I couldn't speak.

After a long while, he said repeatedly: "Okay, okay."

The whole family was so excited that they didn't even have time to eat lunch.

After entering the cabin, the family sat together and began to count money.

It is definitely one hundred and ten coins.

Of course they know it, they just like this feeling.

"That's great! This way we have an extra source of income, and our lives will be better."

Feng Zhiqiang shook his hand and said, "Grandpa, I have strength. I will learn how to make steamed buns from you. When I learn it all, grandma will be able to relax a little."

The old lady smiled and said, "Okay."

Now she believes that this is a skill, and when the steamed bun business is successful, she will pass it on to her grandson.

It would be no problem for my grandson to make a living by relying on this craft, get married and support his family.

The most important thing is that they have earned money and have the opportunity to return to the village.

Living in a house, no matter what, is better than living on a boat.

When she first started living on the boat, Mrs. Feng was not used to it and couldn't sleep well.

There was nothing I could do about it, I just got used to it slowly.

I just imagined that life at home would be good, with a house to live in, money to save, and a good steamed bun business.

Imagining such a scene, there was a gleam in Mrs. Feng's eyes.

My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!

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