Shulan was excited. "I'll stick with you from now on. You wait here, I'll go contact Bucktooth Hu right now and ask him if he has any clothes or fabrics to sell. Our Mandarin inventory is sold out, so we can sell something else, right? If you need money, I'll get it for you."
Shulan is a great partner, and Chu Yu was deeply moved.
"Sister, thank you for your support."
"What are you saying? If I don't support you, who should I support? You've helped me make money, so it's only right that I give you some support. Besides, I'm doing this for myself too."
During the Spring Festival this year, Uncle Shu and Deng Fangping came to Beijing. They were very envious of the courtyard house where Chu Yu lived. Shu Lan secretly decided to earn money to buy a house for her parents and bring her younger brother and sister over so that the whole family could live together.
"Sis, how's your English class with Zhuyu going?"
Shulan blushed and cleared her throat:
"The cat meows 'Kate,' the monkey meows 'Blind K,' the bicycle meows 'Bayish Kou,' and 'Good morning' is 'the country's donkey kicks a kick.'"
Chu Yu suppressed a laugh, recalling how she had also written many homophones in her books when she first learned English.
"That's good. At least you've gotten the basics down. If there are opportunities to learn more in the future, we can continue to study."
The main problem is the lack of qualified teachers. Shulan doesn't have time to attend classes every day. If she attends a class occasionally, she's lucky if she can even get the basics down.
Shulan grinned foolishly, feeling that after learning English, she had become more international.
"Shen Zhuyu is better at learning than me. The teacher said she has a talent for languages, but I still prefer design. I'm not talking to you anymore, Chu Yu. I'm going to get more stock and try to make more money during the sale."
Not busy on the weekend, Chu Yu called Dai Donglin, but he didn't answer. After reading for a while, Chu Yu decided to go to the antique market.
In the 1980s, there were still many good items in the antique market.
In a few years, when more people become wealthy, everyone will know that antiques can make money, and it will be difficult to buy good items.
The antique market was bustling with people, mostly locals from Beijing, carrying birdcages and strolling around, but there were still relatively few people actually buying antiques.
Chu Yu wandered around for a while, unsure of what to buy.
She has poor eyesight and doesn't know how to look at things properly.
As we were walking, a shop owner with a Beijing accent greeted us:
"Young lady, come and have a look! I just got some new stock, all from farmers in the countryside. It's all sorts of random things, and I'll sell it to you if you name your price!"
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