"Brother Chunlin, how come you have time to come and see me?" Zhu Zhigang rode his bicycle across the road. When he came in front of Jiang Chunlin, he stepped on the curb to steady himself and looked at Jiang Chunlin in surprise.
Jiang Chunlin pointed to the state-owned restaurant not far away and said, "Let's eat and talk at the same time."
Zhu Zhigang nodded, pushed his bicycle and walked towards the state-owned hotel with Jiang Chunlin.
Zhu Zhigang likes to eat noodles, so Jiang Chunlin ordered two bowls of noodles and two cold dishes, then said to the staff, "Give me another bowl of sweet and sour spareribs, braised pig's trotters, and a bowl of rice. I'll take it away later."
After he finished speaking, Jiang Chunlin remembered that he didn't bring his lunch box.
"I have lunch boxes in my bag." Zhu Zhigang took out two lunch boxes from his army green satchel. "These are new ones issued by the factory today and have not been used yet. I was just about to take them home. Here they are for you."
After hearing Zhu Zhigang say that it was new, Jiang Chunlin, who had been hesitant, reached out to take it, borrowed water from the staff, washed the lunch box before handing it to the staff to fill it with food.
Zhu Zhigang's eyes widened, "Brother Chunlin, when did you become so particular?"
Jiang Chunlin ignored Zhu Zhigang and sat with him at the table waiting for food.
"Brother Chunlin, do you have something to talk to me about?" Zhu Zhigang asked after taking a sip of water.
Jiang Chunlin is a person who cannot sit still. He has endless things to do every day and there is no time to chat with him.
"Are you hiring?" Jiang Chunlin asked. "I can hire you."
Jiang Chunlin added, "Or, does anyone want to sell a job?"
Zhu Zhigang looked at him in surprise, "Who are you looking for a job for?"
"Leave it to myself." Just then the staff called them at the window, and Jiang Chunlin stood up and brought over the noodles and cold dishes.
He pushed one of the bowls of noodles in front of Zhu Zhigang and said, "Eat it."
After working all morning, Zhu Zhigang was already hungry. He ate a few mouthfuls of noodles and then continued with the previous question, "The factory was recruiting workers before, and I asked you to apply for the job but you refused to come. Why did you change your mind now?"
Jiang Chunlin swallowed the noodles in his mouth, thinking of Shen Qinghe's pretty face, and opened his thin lips slightly, "I want to work now, is there still a chance?"
"The factory is not hiring now. I'll ask around this afternoon to see if anyone wants to sell their job." Zhu Zhigang said after thinking for a while.
It is difficult to enter state-owned enterprises, but not everyone likes to work within the system.
"Thank you!" Jiang Chunlin picked up his cup and touched Zhu Zhigang's cup. "I'll drink water instead of wine. I'll bring my wife over to treat you to a meal some other day."
puff!
Zhu Zhi had just taken a sip of water, but spat it all out when he heard this. He quickly turned his head to avoid spraying it on Jiang Chunlin.
He didn't bother to wipe the water stains from the corners of his mouth, staring in shock, "When did you get married?"
"Half a month ago." Jiang Chunlin calmly picked up a piece of noodles with chopsticks and put it into his mouth, but the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.
Zhu Zhigang opened his mouth in shock. "No, didn't we just meet half a month ago? I didn't hear you say you wanted to get married. What's going on?"
Jiang Chunlin couldn't say that Shen Qinghe was used by her mother to pay off the debt to the Jiang family, so he said vaguely, "I didn't tell you because time was tight."
"Brother Chunlin, you are being too rude." Zhu Zhigang lost interest in the noodles in front of him and looked at Jiang Chunlin accusingly, "What kind of relationship do we have? If it weren't for you, the grass on my grave would be taller than me now. You didn't even tell me that you were getting married?
What's the matter? Are you dissatisfied with my big appetite and my eating habits that have made your family poor?
Or are you worried that the people sitting next to me won’t have enough to eat? "
"There's no wedding banquet." Jiang Chunlin picked up a piece of food for Zhu Zhigang with chopsticks. "It's a bit complicated. I can't explain it clearly for a while. Don't ask me. Anyway, it's enough for you to know that I'm getting married."
"What does your sister-in-law do?" Zhu Zhigang asked curiously.
Which fairy actually pulled Jiang Chunlin into the mortal world?
"Housewife." Jiang Chunlin didn't want to mention Shen Qinghe. The fewer people knew about her selling things on the black market, the better.
The reason why he wanted to find a job was because he was afraid that the villagers would become suspicious of her if she spent money in the future.
The bicycle and sewing machine have made many people in the village jealous.
"Then I might as well find a job for you and sister-in-law." Zhu Zhigang thought about it and felt that it was a bit difficult, but not impossible.
"No, she doesn't like going to work." Jiang Chunlin said.
Zhu Zhigang was amused, "There are still people who don't like to earn easy money and prefer to work."
"She doesn't go to work." Jiang Chunlin said.
The corner of Zhu Zhigang's mouth twitched. This showed how much he loved that fairy. He was reluctant to let her go to work or leave.
So I'd better marry her and put her at home as a worshipper!
After dinner, Zhu Zhigang was about to rush to work at the factory. Jiang Chunlin said goodbye to him at the door of the state-owned restaurant, holding his lunch box.
"If you have any news, come to the black market to find me. I'll be there these days." Jiang Chunlin whispered to Zhu Zhigang.
Zhu Zhigang said he understood and rode his bicycle to work.
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Shen Qinghe originally thought that the clothes would not sell well, but unexpectedly, they were bought by a middle-aged woman who looked like a cadre as soon as they were put on the market. She also bought the set for the child, saying that it was a birthday for a relative's child and it was just the right gift.
In this era, people don’t care about the style of clothes, nor do they care about the threads, waistline, etc. They look like buckets and can make thin people look fat.
Shen Qinghe herself likes designing clothes. She didn't expect that she could do what she likes after traveling through the book. She was very excited after selling the clothes.
A smile spread across Heihuhu's face.
"Did you pick up the money?" Jiang Chunlin walked over and saw Shen Qinghe standing there grinning like a fool.
His dark eyes turned and he saw that the place where she put her clothes was empty.
He raised his eyebrows, and his gaze finally fell on her slender little hands that were as tender as scallions. It was with such a pair of hands that she could make all kinds of beautiful objects, even clothes that were so beautiful.
Shen Qinghe's mother is such a calculating and snobbish person. If she knew that Shen Qinghe had this skill, she would probably regret it so much.
Shen Qinghe was in a good mood. She didn't care about Jiang Chunlin's bad words. She grinned and said, "I am happier than picking up money."
Her nose twitched, and she lowered her beautiful eyes, and saw the lunch box in Jiang Chunlin's hand.
"Did you bring me food?"
"Well, you have to fatten the pigs before you can slaughter them!" Jiang Chunlin handed the lunch box to Shen Qinghe and stood behind the stall to help her watch over it.
If she wasn't so hungry, Shen Qinghe really wanted to throw the lunch box into his face.
After opening the lunch box and seeing her favorite sweet and sour spare ribs and braised pork trotters, Shen Qinghe began to eat them ravenously.
The rich aroma of meat wafted from far away, and the vendors at nearby stalls swallowed their saliva slowly and painfully, for fear of being seen and laughed at by others.
This lesbian is ugly but has a very good business.
Shen Qinghe sold two tablecloths, a curtain, two wallets and a teddy bear ornament in the afternoon.
Glancing at the sky, she wanted to go back early to make clothes, but there was not much defective cloth left, so she could only make three more sets of clothes at most. Then she would have to wait until next Tuesday when the supply and marketing cooperative would sell the defective cloth.
She must then bring enough money to buy as much defective cloth as possible.
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