Shen Qinghe was bored, so she took out some wool from her bag and sat on the stone at the door to crochet a woolen pendant. Time passed quickly when she had something to do.
At 9:50, Wang Guimei came out and saw no one.
"It's there." The guard pointed in the direction of Shen Qinghe.
This female comrade is really capable. After two times, he guessed that she was here to see Wang Guimei. When she wasn't there, she just sat there doing handicrafts. Her calmness is rare.
Wang Guimei looked in the direction the security guard Lao Zhang pointed and saw that it was Shen Xiaohua.
"Chen Xiaohua." Wang Guimei's voice was loud, and this voice made everyone around look over.
Shen Qinghe had developed a thick skin in Taoyuan Village. Every time she rode her bicycle to the county, the men and women who went to work would stare at her!
It seemed like a necessary ritual that I never missed.
"Aunt." Shen Qinghe stood up, put the wool into the cloth bag, and smiled at her.
Wang Guimei took a look at the snakeskin bag that Shen Qinghe tied to the back seat of the car. It was clean and not dirty at all.
She just loves Shen Xiaohua's cleanliness. If she were replaced by someone dirty, she wouldn't dare to eat the snacks no matter how delicious they were.
"Come on, follow me in." Wang Guimei said with a smile.
After registering at the gatekeeper's office, Shen Qinghe pushed her bicycle and followed Wang Guimei inside.
It was still that remote courtyard. Shen Qinghe had sequelae and was afraid of running into Tang Hao. Fortunately, she didn't see him this time.
The aunties and grandmas who had bought snacks from her before were waiting there. When they saw her coming, they all gathered around her.
"Comrade Xiaohua, our family, young and old, all love the snacks you make. Please come more often in the future. I have finished them in several days." An aunt said as she rummaged through Shen Qinghe's snakeskin bag.
Several other aunts followed suit.
"That's right, it would be best if you come every two days."
"It's hot, so I don't dare to buy too much. If I can't finish it, it will become smelly after two days."
"Yeah, I don't dare to buy more."
Shen Qinghe blinked her eyes. "If you have a refrigerator at home, you can keep it fresher for a longer time and it will taste better."
The people in front of me don’t look poor based on their dress and manner of speaking, so it’s not surprising that they have a refrigerator.
Sure enough, after hearing what she said, several aunts and grandmas thanked her for her advice!
Shen Qinghe didn't make many snacks, only about five pounds of each. She didn't plan to sell them individually. The reason she still sold snacks to them was mainly to develop them into her new customers.
Several aunties and ladies learned how to preserve the snacks, and after a few discussions, they decided to buy all the snacks that Shen Qinghe brought.
"Auntie, grandma, where do you usually make clothes?" Shen Qinghe chatted unconsciously while collecting money.
“I do it myself.”
“I bought it at the internal price.”
"I also bought it at the internal price, but I asked the tailor at the end of the street to make my daughter's."
At first, Shen Qinghe frowned, but her eyes lit up when she heard the latter part.
She took out the design she had drawn last night from her cloth bag and said, "Auntie, I can also make clothes. Take a look at these styles. Do you think your daughter will like them?"
The aunt looked at Shen Qinghe suspiciously, and when she saw that she was not joking, she took the notebook.
The A5 notebook is not big, and the design drawing drawn by Shen Qinghe is also small, mainly a mini one.
But she forgot that older people have poor eyesight. The old lady almost put the notebook to her eyes while reading, which was a bit embarrassing.
Wang Guimei was a man who knew how to deal with things. She glanced at Shen Qinghe and deliberately said, "Xiaohua, you don't paint big. It's hard for us old people.
I need help from my family to even thread a needle and sew. Who can see such a small painting? How about you go home and redraw it, and I’ll pick it up from you tomorrow? ”
The aunt who was reading the notebook didn't understand anything. The reason she read it carefully was because she believed in Shen Qinghe's craftsmanship.
If she can make snacks so delicious, maybe she can make good clothes too.
"Okay." Shen Qinghe said with a smile.
After a few aunts and grandmas left, Wang Guimei did not leave and looked at Shen Qinghe with a smile.
Shen Qinghe understood and took out some snacks from another cloth bag and stuffed them into Wang Guimei's hand.
"Aunt, I remember it."
She was afraid that if all the snacks were sold out there would be no extra for Wang Guimei, so she took some out in advance and put them aside when she was cleaning up at home.
"That's why I say you are a very smart kid." Wang Guimei took it, put it into her cloth bag, and still smiled at Shen Qinghe.
Shen Qinghe looked at Wang Guimei in confusion, "Aunt, do you have anything else to say?"
"Xiaohua, let me be frank." Wang Guimei didn't beat around the bush and said straight to the point, "Look, you sell snacks, and you give me benefits when I introduce you to other things. But what about clothes..."
"Don't worry, I won't take advantage of you. I'll run errands for you tomorrow for nothing, but if I sell clothes that you recommend in the future, can you give me a commission?"
Wang Guimei learned the word "commission" from the sales staff in the factory.
She used to work in the canteen of Guanghua Garment Factory. After she had a grandson, she retired internally. She has a pension, but it is pitifully small.
I don’t know if my daughter-in-law forgot or what, but she didn’t give her any household allowance because she was taking care of her grandson, and she was too embarrassed to ask for it as she had been strong-willed all her life.
Moreover, her daughter and younger son live together as a family. If she asks her daughter-in-law for household expenses, she will inevitably ask her daughter and younger son as well.
Not to mention the younger son, boys don’t spend much, but the daughter is more expensive to buy clothes, lotion and other things, and sometimes she secretly gives her money.
So she couldn't bring herself to say that.
She had really been kind enough to help Shen Xiaohua sell snacks before, but now that she saw that she could not only make snacks but also clothes, she had some ideas.
Shen Qinghe smiled. She was not afraid that Wang Guimei would ask for benefits, but she was afraid that she would not want them!
"Auntie, how much commission do you want for a set of clothes?"
Wang Guimei looked at Shen Qinghe and asked tentatively, "50 cents?"
"Sure!" He was much more relaxed than the salesperson at the supply and marketing cooperative.
Seeing that Shen Qinghe agreed so readily, Wang Guimei wondered if she was asking for less.
After chatting with Wang Guimei for a while, Shen Qinghe found out that Guanghua Garment Factory had an internal price for employees, but there was only one quota for each family, and they could only buy two sets of clothes per quarter, so for a whole family, these two sets of clothes were far from enough.
No wonder Wang Guimei took the initiative to propose cooperation.
After coming out of Guanghua Garment Factory, Shen Qinghe went to the supply and marketing cooperative to eat a bowl of oil-splashed noodles and then went to the black market. Not seeing Qi Qingmei, she came back to the original place and put out the things.
At this time, Qi Qingmei was standing by the canal with a kettle in her hand, watching Jiang Xiaohui repairing the canal with the villagers.
The ditch was full of black mud. It was useless to step in it wearing rain boots. The black mud directly reached the knees. Qi Qingmei felt very distressed when she saw it.
"Qingmei, go home. There are only men here. What's the point of a girl like you staying here?"
Seeing that his precious daughter's eyes were glued to Jiang Xiaohui, Qi Fusheng was afraid that gossip would ruin her reputation, so he shouted at her.
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