Chapter 13 [13] This is what a woman should do.
Zhang Lancao: "How can that be possible? I still have to save money for my children's tuition."
Tang Aiguo: "If I say no, then it's no."
Zhang Lancao: "Why do you say no?"
Tang Aiguo: "Because I am the head of the family."
"I'll hit you."
Tang Aishan held up his cane. Tang Aiguo walked quickly to avoid him, angrily scolding him: "Can you please stop making trouble? You are already old, and you are childish."
Tang Youshan was both confused and lucid, and could not understand such words, but he could miraculously know that Tang Aiguo was arguing with Zhang Lancao. In short, the core of the quarrel was to beat up this disobedient eldest son.
It's outrageous.
As for Zhang Lancao, all she said was the same thing: she still had things to sell and would try to come back early tomorrow. Tang Aiguo was feeling very aggrieved and slammed the door and left with his hands behind his back.
Tang An saw all of this and said distressedly, "Mom, the food I cooked wasn't tasty, and Dad barely ate dinner."
"Actually, Dad is right. It's not easy for Dad when you're not at home, and I'm not taking good care of Grandpa either."
"Or, you'd better not sell things."
Zhang Lancao said, "Mom has resigned and doesn't have to sweep the streets anymore. I'll sell buns in the morning so I can come back and cook for you at noon. Before I leave, I'll make dinner for you in the pot so you can just heat it up in the evening."
Tang An: "Mom, won't this be too tiring for you?"
Zhang Lancao: "Mom is not tired, she has plenty of energy."
Tang An finally breathed a sigh of relief. He no longer had to eat noodles.
Now his breath smells like noodles.
Zhang Lancao didn't have time to do anything else, so she made a hot and sour dumpling soup and some scallion egg pancakes. She asked Tang An to call Tang Aiguo back for dinner, and then she went to give Tang Youshan a massage.
Tang Youshan was watching people playing cards when Tang An came running over and said that his mother had cooked dinner. He snorted to indicate that he didn't want to eat and wouldn't go home!
Tang An: "My mom said she's quit her job. She sells buns in the morning and comes home to cook at noon. She can also come home early to cook in the evening, or she can leave dinner in the pot in advance."
Tang Aiguo was surprised at first: "Your mother doesn't sweep the streets anymore?"
Tang An nodded: "My mother said so, I have already resigned."
Tang Aiguo's face became even darker!
Such a big thing, but I didn't even discuss it with him.
However, the salary for street sweeping was indeed low, so he strode home with his hands behind his back.
"You quit your job and are going to sell buns? Why didn't you tell me?"
Zhang Lancao said, "The salary from sweeping the streets is too low. I can at least make the two yuan by selling buns. I thought, I'll tell you when the bun business starts to pick up."
Tang Aiguo curled his lips and knocked his chopsticks on the table. "Selling buns is not as easy as you think. Who can't make their own? Why buy yours?"
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was not feasible. He said with a smile, "Selling jelly won't last much longer. In business, you can't just rely on the good times. There are more bad times than not. Being a worker is more stable. If it really doesn't work out, I'll talk to Old Li. Yuanyuan is going to school, right? You can take her place and earn a little more every month."
Zhang Lancao: "No, I just sell buns."
Tang Aiguo sneered: "You'll know when your buns fall at home."
"One by one, you really think money is so easy to make!"
He felt that after a few days of trouble, Zhang Lancao would come to him for help.
It's okay to suffer a little loss.
My daughter will get married sooner or later, and she will always know who will support her in this life.
I still have to rely on him for support.
The sandy tomatoes are fried into a sweet and sour soup, fried brown egg pieces, thumb-thick pink and white dumpling soup, and garnished with green vegetable foam. It looks beautiful and tastes delicious.
The meat in the cafeteria can't compare to it.
Tang Aiguo ate three bowls in a row and finally had a full meal. His complexion finally looked better and he touched his stomach with comfort.
After kicking his teeth with a toothpick and smoking his pipe for a while, Zhang Lancao took this opportunity to wash the dishes and boil water for a bath.
Tang Aiguo took a comfortable bath and went to bed.
Zhang Lancao finally got Tang Youshan to sleep, and then she was busy making the dough for the steamed buns. She had soaked the vermicelli in the morning and washed the chives so that she could just chop them up at night.
As for mung bean soup, it is very simple. Just soak the rice and cook it on the stove at night.
After Zhang Lancao finished her work, she quickly took a shower, rubbed all the family's clothes, fell on the bed, and finally fell asleep.
She woke up at three in the morning and the noodles were already risen. On the first day of trial selling, she didn't dare to make too much, so she steamed two baskets and finished them by five-thirty. She tied them directly to the back seat of the bicycle, with half a bucket of mung bean porridge hanging on the handlebars. Carrying so many things, she naturally couldn't ride too fast, and went to the wholesale market in the south of the city.
It was a hot day and the steamer was still emitting heat. When we arrived at the vegetable wholesale market, it was already very busy.
She chose a seat near the entrance, parked the car, and shouted, "Steamed buns, two for thirty cents, and green bean soup."
Those who come here to buy wholesale vegetables in the morning all come on an empty stomach. After all, getting up in the middle of the night is painful in itself, and cooking at the same time is even more difficult.
Besides, the price is cheaper than that of the breakfast shop, and the breakfast shop is on the other side of the door. Who wants to waste that time?
I bought one to try first. Although it is vegetarian, the flavor is well-seasoned, and it comes with sweet mung bean soup. The key is that it is cheaper than that one!
I met a man who could eat a lot. He ate 12 buns and drank two bowls of mung bean soup by himself.
Zhang Lancao was worried that he would choke on his food.
Zhang Lancao bought the largest size steamer and put 40 pieces in two baskets. They were sold out quickly and she regretted not making enough.
However, the half bucket of mung bean soup was sold at 30 cents a bowl. I sold 20 bowls, which was 6 yuan, making more money than selling buns.
It’s right to quit this job!
Zhang Lancao sold out at around eight o'clock and went to the market to buy a steamer.
She planned to add a wooden stick with a curved hook to the back of the bicycle. This thing was easy to make. She just needed to buy a large nail and hammer it into the wood, and use pliers to make a hook. She was strong enough to do it herself. She would also buy a plastic bucket and hang one on each side. In this way, she could hang two buckets of mung bean soup to sell.
Zhang Lancao left buns in the pot in the morning and really didn't have time to roast corn grits. Tang Aiguo ate the buns with a dark face in the morning, and when he went to get the kettle, there was not even hot water!
I had to take the teacup to class to drink water.
Zhang Lancao returned home, sweating profusely, and munched on dry bread while cooking jelly and mung bean soup. Fortunately, she had made a lot of candied plums yesterday and some were left over, so she didn't have to make any more.
It was almost eleven o'clock when Zhang Lancao finished her work. She was so sleepy that she didn't even make the lunch she promised, let alone dinner.
After a day of work, Tang Aiguo came home and saw boiled noodles again. He was so angry that he threw the bowl.
On the other side, Zhang Lancao and her daughter did not know that Tang Aiguo's dissatisfaction with them had reached its peak.
Tang Yuanyuan was delighted: "Mom, how could you not think of this? Riding a bike is much easier this way!"
The mung bean soup was balanced when hung on the left and right sides of the car. Before, it was always hung on the handlebars, which made turning very inconvenient. She almost hit people several times.
Zhang Lancao was a little embarrassed: "I just remembered it today when I saw someone's bicycle seat clamp at the market."
Tang Yuanyuan: "Mom, you are actually very smart, not stupid at all."
Her mother always said that she was illiterate and could only sweep the streets and cook, but Tang Aiguo was literate and had studied until the fifth grade of elementary school, but many of his concepts were very backward.
Her father said that it is not important for girls to study.
Her father always said that doing business was unstable and being a worker was the most glorious. In fact, look at it now. In recent years, many fathers in the compound have gone into business. Their family businesses have made a name for themselves, and their children have been sent to private junior high schools.
But my father clings to the glory of being a worker and is unwilling to see the outside world.
Look, mom can even think of making buns herself.
What money can bring to people is not only financial satisfaction, but also spiritual vitality.
Zhang Lancao had been denied for half her life, but now she had tasted success for the first time, and there was a fire burning in her heart.
"Yuanyuan, Mom really believes in you now. When I save enough, I will go to the border town with you."
After deducting the profit in the morning, they earned more than seven yuan, and in the evening, the mother and daughter could earn another thirty or forty yuan. In total, they could earn forty or fifty yuan for the whole day.
She wanted to provide for her two children, to send them to a good school, to ensure that the family no longer felt guilty about even having meat, to stop being harassed by debt collectors, and to buy them Warrior shoes and new clothes.
She had a lot of supplies to provide for her two children.
The sun was scorching fiercely, and even the trees on the roadside were wilted. The occasional pedestrians were frowning and looking miserable due to the heat.
On the thin cement road, a mother and daughter rode bicycles side by side. The back seats of the bicycles were both carrying heavy porcelain basins, with red plastic buckets hanging on both sides. Under the huge bamboo hats, their faces were wet with sweat, but happy laughter could be clearly heard coming out of their mouths.
In the summer heat, the two of them were sweating, but what they saw in their eyes was the future.
ah!
That is a bright future.
On this day, Tang Yuanyuan sold less jelly than yesterday, with two-thirds left.
Tang Yuanyuan puffed out her mouth, mixed a portion for herself and stuffed her mouth like a little goldfish.
Li Mu raised his chin and said, "I think you don't need to come tomorrow."
Tang Yuanyuan sneered: "Li Mu, you don't think you can beat me, do you?"
Li Mu: "Isn't this true?"
Tang Yuanyuan suddenly stopped being angry.
After all, a frog in a well can only see the sky above its head.
Then she would sell him the bottom of the well.
She smiled sweetly and said, "Give me ten dollars and I'll give you this market. I won't come tomorrow."
"Don't say you don't agree. I'm informing you, not negotiating with you. Otherwise, I'll sell it for 20 cents tomorrow too. No, I'll sell it for 10 cents. I'll fight you to the end and make sure you don't make a dime."
Li Mu looked at Tang Yuanyuan in confusion, not understanding why she would admit defeat so easily.
It's really not like her personality.
"What the hell are you planning? Do you want me to lose everything?"
Tang Yuanyuan: "I mean what I say. I'm really going to sell this market to you. There's no point in engaging in a price war with you. I only make a few dollars a day anyway, and if I split it with you, it's not even worth my hard work."
Li Mu's brows furrowed even deeper.
A few dollars or small change?
You know, workers in the grinding wheel factory only earn five or six dollars a day, and she actually thinks it’s too little!
"What about you? If you sell this place to me, where will you sell it tomorrow?"
There are only two markets in the whole Yucheng. One is the wholesale market in the south of the city, but the people who come and go there are not rich people. In order to save a few dollars on vegetables, many families go there to wholesale a whole bag of potatoes to take home.
Tang Yuanyuan: "Oh, I plan to put it in front of our factory gate."
"Anyway, if you give me ten yuan, I won't spread the news that the jelly here is selling well. Otherwise, even if I don't come here myself, I will spread the word and let others compete with you."
I have to say, Tang Yuanyuan's move is quite vicious.
"I bet you don't dare lie to me, otherwise, I will definitely let you know the consequences of provoking me."
Li Mu said this harsh word and took out the money quickly.
Tang Yuanyuan put the money into her pocket, and she had ten more dollars in capital.
"Stupid, my mom has already quit her job and set up a stall at the North Gate. It doesn't matter if I can't sell anything here, hahahaha!"
Tang Yuanyuan deliberately said this to anger Li Mu, and rode away on her bike.
Li Mu started a price war from the beginning. After she left, it was difficult for him to sell the product at the same price of three cents.
Tang Yuanyuan was extremely grateful that she had listened to Xu Xiaofeng and did not engage in a price war, otherwise she would have lost a lot of money.
Price wars are really hurtful.
In order to sell out all the jelly, Zhang Lancao returned home later than yesterday.
Tang Aiguo directly picked up her bucket and porcelain basin and threw them out of the yard: "I told you not to come home all day long!"
The mung bean jelly that Zhang Lancao had just prepared was not spared and was thrown out of the yard, rolling all over the floor.
"You, don't do this again!"
"Stay at home and take care of my dad and Xiao An. This is what a woman should do."
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