Jiang Yu thought about it and realized that the cost of running a small stall was not high. The only high cost was her labor. It was not a big deal at the moment, but it would be a bit troublesome when her belly got bigger. So she had to think of selling something that did not cost much labor and was rare and popular with the public.
When she is old enough to run her own business, her months are still relatively short. She can then spend some time setting up a store and hiring people. Once others have gotten started, it will be much easier for her.
She had heard Grandma Shen mention before that there were more people coming at mealtimes, so she planned to go to the supply and marketing cooperative first to buy some daily necessities, such as rice, noodles, meat, vegetables, etc., and then check out the market on the school side.
It is late summer now. Although it is morning, Jiang Yu is in a special period and is very afraid of heat. As he walked along, his forehead was slightly sweating.
When he first entered the supply and marketing cooperative, he was surprised to find that there were not many people inside. Such good opportunities are rare, so Jiang Yu took the opportunity to buy a lot of things, including some cotton cloth. Nowadays, "Dacron" cloth is a symbol of status and is not easy to buy, but this kind of cotton cloth that can be produced by the family can still be bought as long as you have cloth coupons. It just so happened that the cloth coupons he had obtained from the Jiang family before had not been used, so they came in handy.
She also bought a pair of replacement shoes for Zhou Zhou and his two brothers. She was very satisfied with her purchase and turned around to leave when she heard a sarcastic voice.
"Oh, it's Comrade Jiang. I didn't expect to see you here. You're really good-looking. If you were in the old society, you'd be a good-looking prostitute."
Oh shit!
Is Tan Xiaoyan sick?!
Jiang Yu looked her up and down, then said with a half-smile, "According to what you said, since you're so short, shouldn't you be selling sesame cakes?"
Jiang Yu was mocking her for being like Wu Dalang, and Tan Xiaoyan understood immediately.
She was so angry that her mouth almost twisted!
Her family has inherited a short stature, especially the lower body. Even though she is the same height as others, she looks shorter and fatter than others.
What's even more embarrassing is that her mother's surname is Wu. When she was a child, whenever someone quarreled with her family, they would call them the descendants of Wu Dalang.
I'm so angry.
She glared at Jiang Yu with her puffy eyes and cursed, "I thought you looked decent before, but I didn't expect you to be in cahoots with that black-hearted woman Wang Xiuying. How dare you come out and walk around like that?"
Jiang Yu was speechless: "..." He felt like swearing.
Jiang Yu sneered, "Look at you, you look like a sarcastic bastard. You're the kind of person who makes dogs bark at each other, pigs squeal at each other, and even coffins open automatically when you see them. With your dignity, you have the nerve to come out and pollute the public, so why don't I have the nerve to come out?"
"You, you..." Tan Xiaoyan pointed at Jiang Yu, her fingers shaking with anger.
Tan Xiaoyan didn't expect that Jiang Yu looked gentle and polite, and thought she was weak and didn't dare to talk back, but who knew that she could be so sharp-tongued and made it impossible to refute.
His square face turned red and green with anger.
Jiang Yu rolled her eyes secretly. "What do you mean by 'you'? Don't think I won't scold you just because you're ugly! Don't mess with me in the future. It's best if you just avoid me! Otherwise, I don't mind spending money to put an ad in the newspaper so that everyone in Jing City knows how ugly you are and how vicious your mouth is!"
Jiang Yu realized how great Tan Xiaoyan was when Wang Xiuying came to accompany her to look at houses.
Having spent so many years in the orphanage, she is very good at judging people.
Some people may be mean-spirited but not bad-hearted, but some people are just born to be the meanest.
Tan Xiaoyan certainly belongs to the latter.
This kind of person is not worth her attention at all.
Tan Xiaoyan's nostrils flared and her chest heaved violently like an enraged chimpanzee.
Jiang Yu was too lazy to pay attention to her and turned away.
At this time, at the research center, Wen Yanqing and Zhou Yan were also having dinner at a state-owned restaurant.
Zhou Yan was still upset about not being able to eat the red date cake last night. He looked at Wen Yanqing with a serious face: "Yanqing, why didn't you share the red date cake with me last night? I thought about it all night, but I still can't figure it out."
Wen Yanqing felt nothing in his heart: "..." It was so exaggerated that he almost believed it.
But he really didn't expect Zhou Yan to be so conflicted.
Fortunately, the food arrived soon, and Zhou Yan forgot everything else when he saw the braised pork.
Wen Yanqing picked up a piece of braised pork and put it in his mouth, and then he thought of the braised potato chicken made by Jiang Yu.
He used to think the food in this state-owned restaurant tasted very good, but now, with the comparison, he suddenly found the food tasteless, like chewing wax, moving his mouth and eating mechanically.
Zhou Yan buried his head in his food. After finishing a bowl of rice, his craving was slightly relieved and he finally had time to continue talking.
"The experiment our group did a while ago finally yielded results, and the research center is planning to give each of us a prize. I heard one of the prizes is actually Dacron cloth. Dacron has been in high demand lately, and it's not always easy to get one. I've already told the dean I want the Dacron cloth."
Wen Yanqing didn't say anything, and there was no expression on his face. He continued to eat in a serious manner.
As soon as Zhou Yan saw his expression, she knew he didn't understand. "You don't have a partner, so you definitely don't know. These days, if you can give your partner a Dacron skirt, it will make them happier than giving them malted milk. I plan to give it to my partner after I get it!"
Wen Rugui's dark eyelashes trembled slightly, but he still said nothing.
After the meal, the two returned to the base.
In the afternoon, the prizes were distributed.
Zhou Yan was full of anticipation, but suddenly he looked at his prize and found that it had been replaced with two enamel pots!
He was stunned.
He had clearly told the dean that he wanted Dacron cloth, and the dean agreed to it, so how come it suddenly became an enamel pot?
He was very confused, so he ran to the dean's office to find out.
"Dean, what's going on with my prize? You clearly said you'd give me Dacron cloth, so why did you change it to an enamel pot?"
Zhuang Guohui looked away from the documents on the table, then raised his head and rubbed his temples, feeling exhausted. "I did agree to give it to you before, but then Yan Qing said he wanted it too. You know he never asked for any prizes before, and he always took what was left over. This time he suddenly wanted something, and I felt embarrassed to refuse him. I'll leave it to you when I have Dacron in the future."
Zhou Yan: ??? This is really a young man getting into a sedan chair. This is the first time I’ve seen it.
Wen Yanqing actually took away the "Dacron"?
But when he mentioned this before, he didn't react at all and didn't say he wanted it!
Besides, he doesn’t have a girlfriend, so what does he need “Queliang” for?
He had boasted to his girlfriend before that he would give this "Dacron" as a birthday present to her. Now he can't give it to her. What will his girlfriend think of him?
This is too much!
Zhou Yan left with a dark face and decided to go find Wen Yanqing to find out.
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