Qian Duoduo took Qian Jianye out for a walk for the whole morning. At noon, the two of them went to a state-owned restaurant, had a bowl of braised beef noodles, and then went home.
The food in the restaurant is really cheap now. A bowl is full of big pieces of braised beef, with at least five pieces of beef, but a bowl of noodles only costs 90 cents, 4 taels of grain coupons, and 1 tael of meat coupons.
Back home.
Qian Duoduo asked: "Fourth brother, do you have any ideas?"
After going through a circle, Qian Jianye went from being excited at the beginning to being depressed now.
"What can I do?"
"Is there anything you want to do?"
Qian Jianye frowned and thought for a moment, "Then the price difference for selling clothes is quite large, right? That person immediately gave you ten yuan less!"
Qian Duoduo smiled and nodded, "Yes, the current clothing industry has a relatively large profit margin, basically half. If it's high-end clothing, that is, clothes sold specifically to wealthy people, it's not impossible to make more than half the profit."
Qian Jianye pursed his lips, calculating in his mind again and again. Finally, "Selling clothes is good, but where do I get the goods from? Don't they all say that the clothes are from Shanghai or Guangdong? I don't know them either."
At the end, he said with embarrassment: "Fourth brother can't even take out 30 yuan from his body, not even enough to buy goods."
Qian Duoduo said nonchalantly, "I can invest in the capital."
"I take the money, you do the work, and we split the profits 50-50?"
"What's fifty-fifty?"
"That means we each get half the profit. If I give you 5,000 yuan to buy goods, the profit from all your sales minus the purchase price is the money we make. We each get half of this money."
Qian Jianye smiled embarrassedly, "Then, then you don't have to give Fourth Brother so much, I only need two!"
Qian Duoduo smiled with his eyes curved, "Fourth brother, not much."
"I'm also optimistic about the clothing industry. Let's go to Xidan tonight around six o'clock to have a look."
According to the current situation, she still thinks it would be better to open a shop in the city.
Anyone who has a little money and cares about face will not go to the street stalls in Xidan.
But if there are many people at the night market in Xidan, she can ask some of her brothers and sisters-in-law to try it. Her third aunt is a good talker, so it should be a good idea to go there.
evening.
Qian Duoduo looked at the time and went to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy tofu, dried vermicelli, and soybean paste, and started cooking.
Fu Junmo said he was going to pick up Fu Yihan, so she saved herself the trouble of not having to pick up the child. She planned to cook some food.
Steaming buns is troublesome, and she was worried that she would not be able to do it well because she only had theoretical knowledge but no practical experience, so she steamed a pot of rice and fried homemade tofu with minced meat, shredded potatoes with vinegar, sliced meat, cabbage and vermicelli, scrambled eggs with green onions, as well as half a fish and half a plate of braised pork left over from lunch.
The timing was just right.
When the meat slices, cabbage and vermicelli were about to be served, Fu Junmo and others entered the yard.
Qian Duoduo heard the voices and stood at the kitchen door and said with a smile: "Wash your hands and eat."
Qian Youjin said with a smile: "Oh, my daughter is cooking again? Hehe, it smells delicious!"
Qian Jianye: Yes, it smells nice. I hope it won’t be too salty and too sweet when I eat it.
Fortunately, after learning from the lesson at noon, Qian Duoduo was very careful this time. Except for the cabbage being a little bland, everything else was fine.
After dinner.
Qian Duoduo: "Jun Mo, I want to go to Xidan. I heard that the night market there is very popular. Should we take everyone to take a look?"
Fu Junmo nodded, "Okay, I'll wash the dishes."
"Hey, Jun Mo, I'll wash it, I'll wash it." Qian Jianye hurriedly put all the dishes and chopsticks into the basin with a smile and carried them out of the main room.
The food on the table was eaten up in no time, even the oil was scraped clean. I don’t know whether this proves that more money means more delicious food, or that people in this era do not waste.
Fu Yihan: "I'm not going. I'm reading."
He doesn't like noisy places.
Qian Duoduo patted his head and said, "There's plenty of time to read. Isn't tomorrow a holiday? Let's go out and play today."
Fu Yihan hesitated for a moment, looked at her shining eyes, and finally nodded.
Soon, Qian Jianye finished washing the pots and pans, and the group set off.
Xidan Street.
At this time, under the yellow lights, there was a bustling crowd of people coming and going, without any of the desolation of the daytime.
Not only are there people selling clothes, but there is also a stall selling wontons, a stall selling steamed buns, a stall selling pancakes and egg drop soup, and a stall selling mutton offal soup at the very edge.
The various shouts and calls to solicit customers make this place extremely lively.
Qian Jianye opened his mouth in surprise, "What a lively scene."
Qian Duoduo said with a smile: "Yes, with the reform and opening up, as long as you have some skills and are willing to work hard, you can always make money."
In her previous life, she saw on the news a couple who set up a stall selling wontons and supported several college students.
It’s a pity about Qian Duoduo. If there is a place selling skewers now, she can make some braised skewers, which will definitely be popular.
Thinking of food, she sniffed and swallowed the saliva on the corner of her mouth, "Hubby, I want to eat mutton offal."
Fu Junmo looked at her stomach with amusement, "Want to eat?"
"Hmm, it smells so good."
Fu Junmo nodded, "Let's go, there's still a seat available."
The stall owners selling wontons and mutton offal soup set up a few small tables with a few stools or small wooden stools.
There is a table next to the mutton offal stall.
Qian Duoduo walked over with a few people, smiling, and asked, "Do you want to eat it? It smells delicious."
Qian Jianye said embarrassedly: "Can I have a bowl too?"
Qian Youjin kicked him and said, "You're everywhere!"
"Haha, comrades, please take a seat. We have authentic Old Beijing mutton offal soup here. You can pair it with a big meat pie. It tastes so good!"
Qian Duoduo said with a smile: "Hey, boss, you guys are promoting each other here."
"Hey, uncle is right, Lao Li's pancakes are really good. The skin is thin and crispy, and there's lots of meat. One bite is enough to make you feel like you're in heaven. And the best part is, they're only 30 cents each!"
Qian Duoduo raised his eyebrows. When meat buns in state-owned restaurants were 20 cents each, 30 cents for a pie was really not much.
She touched her stomach, indicating that she could eat some more.
If you can’t eat anymore, there are Fu Junmo and Qian Jianye to back you up.
[Note: This story is purely fictional. If it is inconsistent with history, please do not substitute it.]
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