Qianqian looked embarrassed, and she really didn't want to accept Boyi's money. Shumei saw the two of them arguing, neither of them willing to give in, and quickly moved closer to Qianqian, "Qianqian, just accept it! It's a good start and auspicious. Besides, you have such good skills, you don't deserve it. Hurry and take it, everyone is watching! It would be bad if you don't accept it."
Under Shumei's persuasion, Qianqian had to hand over Boyi's money.
"Boss lady, stop dawdling and help me cut my hair."
There were already people sitting on the two chairs. With Boyi personally demonstrating to them, everyone put aside their worries and rushed to find Qianqian to cut their hair.
"I sat down first, why should I cut yours first?"
"I spoke first, so help me cut it first."
"Help me cut it first..."
"Help me first..."
Two people sitting on chairs, both preparing to have their hair cut, started arguing over who should cut first.
"Alright, both of you, stop arguing. Whoever cuts first gets to cut it. I promise to help you cut it properly. If you keep arguing like this, no one will get to cut it."
After Xiong Qianqian's persuasion, the two calmed down, and Qianqian helped them cut their hair one by one.
Shumei couldn't help much, she could only help her receive customers, collect money, see them off, and clean the store.
The store was bustling with customers all day long.
Qianqian's barber shop opened successfully. After a busy day, Qianqian earned a lot of money.
After seeing off the last customer, Qianqian took out the day's earnings. The three of them sat around on the sofa and straightened out the crumpled bills one by one and laid them flat on the sofa.
"Sister Shumei, you order!"
"Me?"
Qianqian nodded vigorously. Shumei picked up the thick stack of money on the sofa and counted them carefully one by one. "Fifty cents, seventy cents, one dollar and twenty cents..."
Boyi sat on a small stool and Qianqian sat on the other end of the sofa. The two of them watched Shumei counting money attentively.
"Thirty-seven dollars and nine, Qianqian, thirty-seven dollars and nine?"
Shumei held the money in her hand and looked at Qianqian and Boyi excitedly. She never dreamed that hairdressing could make so much money. One day's salary could be equivalent to many people's monthly salary.
"There are relatively more people getting their hair cut today. After things stabilize, the customer flow will definitely not be this large. But if there are more people getting their hair permed or dyed, on average, we can still make a gross profit of more than 20 yuan a day."
Xiong Qianqian began to analyze her expected operating gross profit to Shumei and Boyi. The number she mentioned was not something that many upper-class working-class people could earn at the time, so it was no wonder that Shumei was surprised.
"No, I have to count again. Maybe I counted wrongly! Fifty cents, seventy cents, one dollar and twenty cents..."
Shumei began to count the money seriously again. Boyi and Xiong Qianqian couldn't help but smile at each other when they saw Shumei's actions.
After this, Shumei finally believed that Qianqian had indeed earned thirty-seven yuan and ninety cents today.
She handed the counted money to Qianqian. Qianqian felt quite accomplished as she held the money she had earned with her own hands.
"Qianqian, you are really capable. Unlike me, I only have a tough mouth. I have been looking for a job for several days but haven't found one. Now the food and drink for our family of four still depends on the money you gave me that day."
Seeing Qianqian's success, Shumei felt ashamed of herself.
Seeing Shumei's worried face, Qianqian took out some money from her hand and gave it to Shumei, "Sister Shumei, take this."
"I still have the money you gave me before. Besides, I can't rely on you for help every time. If you continue like this, I won't dare to come to you later. This is also your hard-earned money, so keep it."
Shumei refused firmly, and Qianqian had to give up.
"Okay, it's getting late, Qianqian. I've got some rice steaming for you on the coal stove. You can just make some dishes and eat them later. Also, don't put the coal stove in the house at night. Put it on the porch. Otherwise, you'll get poisoned. Close the door. We're going back to the village first."
Shumei said this and gave Boyi a look to tell him to leave. The two of them stood up and prepared to leave.
Qianqian held them both back, "Sister Shumei, Brother Boyi, it's already so late, why don't you stay in the store tonight instead of going back to the village?"
"No need. I didn't tell my mother. If I don't go back, I'm afraid she will come to your store and make trouble tomorrow."
"Yeah, then let's buy some braised dishes at the arm, eat, and then go back. It's boring to eat alone anyway."
Shumei and Boyi looked at each other, and it was obvious that neither of them was willing to make the decision for the other. Qianqian took advantage of their hesitation and decisively made the decision for them.
"Okay! You guys wait for me in the store, I'll go buy some groceries."
Qianqian rushed out the door without waiting for Shumei and the others to react.
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