The reason why business is not as good in winter as in summer is that it gets dark earlier in winter.
Xia Baozhu was busy all day and felt that if she continued to be so busy, she could no longer be called Baozhu and should change her name back to Zhaodi.
They were busy from dawn till dusk, without ever stopping.
Her fingers were wrinkled from being soaked in water, and the wrinkles would disappear and then reappear.
After finally managing to maintain a semblance of a presentable appearance, it all comes back to square one in a single day.
I can't work this hard anymore. I'll sell as much as I can; there's no end to the money I can make.
After dinner, Sun Xingyan and San Gou went home first, while Xia Baozhu locked the door and counted the money.
One hundred, two hundred, three hundred... a total of 658 yuan. After deducting the cost of about four hundred yuan, the gross profit is about two hundred and fifty yuan, which is a very auspicious number.
If you deduct rent, utilities, and labor costs, you can still save around 200 yuan, which is equivalent to someone else's monthly salary.
But this money is only so much because everyone is excited about the new business when it opens; it's hard to say what will happen in the future.
Making money is certain, but as Sun Xingyan said, it's all small amounts of money accumulated little by little.
There are still people interested in this amount of money.
Xia Baozhu was riding her bicycle when she felt someone riding a bicycle following her.
She walked along the main street, and there were quite a few other people riding their bikes home, but three of them consistently took the same route as her.
Xia Baozhu turned into an alley ahead of time, and the three people behind her followed.
Standing five meters from the alley entrance, Xia Baozhu pulled a rolling pin from her canvas bag and waited for them to stop.
"Why did you stop?" Sun Xingyan's voice came from among the three approaching people.
It turned out to be Sun Xingyan, San Gou, and Fei Fei, one of the employees in the screening room.
After seeing the three people's faces clearly, Xia Baozhu burst out laughing.
"I thought someone was following behind, but it's just you guys. Didn't you go home?"
“There were a few hotheads in our hall who were plotting how to rob someone, but Brother Sun taught them a lesson and locked them up,” the baboon replied.
But San Gou was still worried, so he brought them all over with him.
"Sister Xia, we're just worried about you." San Gou's usually slick tone now sounded simple and honest.
"Thank you. I'm used to walking at night and have never encountered any danger. You should go back now; it's too cold." Xia Baozhu put away the rolling pin and pushed the cart out of the alley.
"Wait, Xia Zhaodi, this alley isn't the way to your house, is it?"
Sun Xingyan grabbed Xia Baozhu's bicycle and looked at the rolling pin in her canvas bag. "You deliberately lured us here."
San Gou and Fei Fei looked at Xia Baozhu in surprise, not expecting her to be so bold as to deliberately walk into the shadows knowing that someone was following her.
"Yes, I originally wanted to teach the people who followed me a lesson."
"Xia Zhaodi, there are three of us. Who gave you the confidence to come to us instead of running away?"
Sun Xingyan was so angry he laughed. He thought Xia Zhaodi must have lost her mind to think she could take on three men.
"What are you doing?" A familiar yet stern voice suddenly rang out, followed by the beam of a flashlight.
Shen Shanlou, holding a flashlight, saw Sun Xingyan's hand on Xia Baozhu's bicycle and immediately ran out.
"It's nothing, we were just discussing a collaboration between the two stores," Xia Baozhu said first.
She was genuinely afraid that Chen Shanlou would arrest Sun Xingyan and the other two as local thugs.
Chen Shanlou looked at Sun Xingyan and the other two people. Two of them were acquaintances of Xia Baozhu, and the other was someone from the screening room. He was very disappointed.
He had been leisurely following Xia Baozhu, and was a little puzzled when he saw her enter. Then he saw three other people follow her in, and he calculated the time.
Five minutes later, he followed the sound inside, but did not see the scene he wanted.
"Officer Shen, you're still working overtime patrolling so late at night, you must be really working hard." Sun Xingyan flattered him with a grin.
“Serving the people is what I should do.” Shen Shanlou nodded, then turned and left decisively.
No rush, take your time.
"This guy really loves his job; no wonder he became a deputy director at such a young age."
Xia Baozhu, who knew perfectly well what was going on, snorted coldly in her heart.
Because of the incident at Chenshan Tower, Sun Xingyan didn't press Xia Baozhu to ask her where her confidence in taking on three opponents came from.
"Brother Sun, do you think Sister Xia knows kung fu?" San Gou asked on the way back.
In the 1980s and 90s, martial arts practice became popular along with the popularity of comic books and martial arts novels; otherwise, the magazine "Wulin" would have been published in the 1980s.
Not only did he practice martial arts, but he also started practicing qigong.
A qigong master led his followers in practicing qigong by balancing aluminum pots on their heads.
Some Qigong masters lead people to absorb the primordial Yang energy when the sun rises in the morning and the moonlight energy at night.
This has led many people to abandon their jobs and become obsessed with spiritual practice.
"Your Ms. Xia is quite strong. As for whether she knows kung fu or not, I'm not her, how would I know?"
Sun Xingyan felt like he was a complete idiot for making this trip for his brother.
Instead of watching movies at home in the dead of winter, he went outside and froze into an icicle, which made him a target of suspicion, and he was almost mistaken by the police for a bad guy.
What else could he be but an idiot?
"Alright, don't worry. Didn't you, Mr. Xia, say that you could take on three or five people at once without any problem?"
"Third Brother, didn't Sister Xia get married? You're just wasting your time."
Baboon previously thought that San Gou was worried about the safety of his boss's money, fearing that he would be robbed and unable to continue working, thus failing to pay his wages.
Now that he heard Sun Xingyan say this, he finally understood that what San Gou was worried about was people.
"What do you know? I'm just happy to give back, to light up myself and illuminate others."
San Gou wouldn't listen to anyone, single-mindedly acting as a pure love warrior, diligently fulfilling every duty he was supposed to perform.
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