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Chapter 278 Make Money

Chapter 278 Making Money

"Don't miss it if you pass by. It sells fine woolen gloves, hats, and scarves that are exported to domestic sales. They cost three yuan a set. You can choose any style or color."

"Come on, let's take a look. The three-piece set only costs three yuan. The quantity is limited. The stall will be closed when it's sold out."

"You can't buy it for three yuan, and you can't buy it. You can't buy it. You can't buy it."

"This opportunity must not be missed and will not come again. If you miss it today, you will have to wait another year."

The cold wind accompanied the drizzle, making people's hands and feet stiff and their noses running. All pedestrians were wrapped in thick cotton clothes, and their heads and faces were tightly wrapped in hats and scarves.

On such a cold day, Lingchuanzhi's stall at the entrance of the clothing market was a bustling scene.

Zhou Xiaowei was wrapped in an old military coat, standing on a one-meter-high chair, holding a loudspeaker and loudly soliciting customers.

Feng Cuihua is responsible for keeping an eye on the stall to prevent anyone from taking advantage of it.

Lingchuan had a canvas bag hanging on his chest and was responsible for checking out and collecting money.

The three of them divided the work and collaborated, and were very busy.

Feng Cuihua's eyes were scanning here and there like radar. As she scanned, she suddenly spotted a familiar figure not far away. She quickly patted Lingchuan, who was bowing his head to settle accounts.

"Kawako, look who's coming!"

Lingchuan raised his head, and when he saw Yun Mo standing not far away, his black eyes, wet by the cold rain, instantly burst into joy.

"daughter in law!"

Hearing him shouting, the customers who were shopping also turned around.

"Oh, the young man is very lucky. His little wife is so beautiful."

"No, you are as pretty as a flower on a branch, and you have a good temperament. You are a college student, right?"

Most of the people buying things at the stalls were elderly aunts and uncles. When they saw Yun Mo, they all teased Ling Chuan in good faith.

Lingchuan's face was slightly red, but he could not conceal his joy and pride.

"My wife is in her third year of high school this year and will take the college entrance examination next year."

"No wonder, she looks like a well-educated and good girl."

Lingchuan chatted with the customer for a few words, then told Feng Cuihua to look at the stall, while he ran to his wife in two steps.

"Daughter-in-law, why are you here? Is there something going on at home?"

Rain was still falling in the sky. Lingchuan left the tent and his head and eyebrows were soon covered with fine raindrops.

Yun Mo subconsciously raised her umbrella, trying to shield him.

Lingchuan bent down and hid under the umbrella in cooperation, and took the bag from her hand with his big hand.

The weight of the bag surprised Lingchuan, "It's so heavy, what is it packed with?"

"Dumplings and mutton soup. It's cold, so drink some soup to warm yourself up."

As he spoke, Yun Mo took out a handkerchief and helped him wipe away the water drops on his head and face.

Lingchuan raised his face in enjoyment and looked at his wife who was close at hand with his bright black eyes. It was obviously a cold day, but it felt like there was an oven in his heart, which was warm.

“Where did the dumplings come from?”

"I bought dumpling wrappers and a lamb front leg, chopped the meat and stuffed it into dumplings, and made soup from the bones."

It was noon. Lingchuan, who had been busy all morning, was already hungry, but he never had time to buy food. When he heard that the bags contained dumplings and stewed mutton soup made by his wife, he wanted to open them immediately and taste them.

taste.

"Daughter-in-law, have you eaten?"

Yun Mo took back the handkerchief and said, "I'll eat when I get back. You go ahead and do your work. I'm leaving."

Lingchuan felt a little disappointed in his heart.

Although they get along with her every day and night, he always feels that he can't get enough of her and wishes he could spend all the time with his wife.

But he was reluctant to leave his wife to stay in the cold. His wife was delicate and frail. What if she caught a cold?

He endured the reluctance in his heart, grabbed a handful of change from the canvas bag and stuffed it into his wife's hand, "You take a taxi back and get home early for lunch."

Yun Mo stuffed the money back into the canvas bag on his chest, "I have money with me."

Seeing the man looking straight at her, Yun Mo felt soft and subconsciously warned: "It's cold, eat the dumplings while they're hot. No matter how busy you are with business, you have to take care of your health."

"good."

"I'm leaving."

"good."

Yun Mo turned around and walked a certain distance and couldn't help but look back, only to find that the man was still standing there, like a watchman's stone.

Yun Mo couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth, then turned around and left quickly.

It wasn't until Yun Mo's back was out of sight that Ling Chuan turned back to the stall and called on Zhou Xiaowei, who was shouting hard, to take a rest and eat.

The dumplings were packed in iron lunch boxes. There were three boxes in total. They were wrapped tightly in cotton clothes and were still warm when they were taken out.

The mutton soup is placed in a thermos pot. When you open the lid, the steaming aroma of the meat will spread out immediately.

"Wow, it smells so good."

Lingchuan's throat moved, and he turned around to take over the work from Feng Cuihua's hand.

"Aunt Cuihua, you go to eat."

Feng Cuihua had already smelled the aroma, glanced at the stool behind her, and declined: "Kuanzi, you eat first, and then come and take my place after you eat."

"Aunt Cuihua, you have a bad stomach, you eat first."

Lingchuan's stern face showed unquestionable persistence, and Feng Cuihua did not refuse. She nodded gratefully to him, then walked to Zhou Xiaowei, picked up the lunch box and started eating.

Five minutes later, both Feng Cuihua and Zhou Xiaowei had finished eating, and Lingchuan stepped aside and started eating lunch.

The delicious dumplings, paired with the hot and fragrant mutton soup, are eaten into the stomach. The chill in the whole body is instantly dispelled, and the warmth is felt all over the limbs.

A week passed in the blink of an eye.

Lingchuan has sold two-thirds of the gloves, hats and scarves he brought back from Urumqi, making a total profit of more than 1,500.

"Daughter-in-law, this is the account of that batch of knitwear. I've done the calculations. You can take a look."

Looking at the man's excited face, Yun Mo also felt curious and expectant in her heart.

When she saw the total profit, a smile appeared on her face.

I made a thousand and a half in seven days, which averaged out to just over two hundred a day, more than double the profit from the trinket business.

But it was really hard work. I was exposed to wind and rain every day, and the man had a lot of frostbite on his hands and ears.

"Daughter-in-law, we still have two to three hundred hats and scarves on hand, and a little more gloves left, almost four hundred pairs. Looking at the situation this year, it should be colder for a while. I'm wondering if we should get more

Bring back a batch of goods to sell?"

"sure."

Contrary to the hot sales of gloves and hats, winter trinkets are not easy to sell. It is too cold and everyone is bundled up tightly when going out, and they have no intention of looking good.

Of the trinkets Lingchuan brought back this time, only one or two hundred pieces have been shipped so far.

Instead of waiting for the opportunity, it is better to change your thinking and seize the opportunity.

This time when he went to Urumqi, Lingchuan brought 5,000 yuan for goods. For safety reasons, he planned to take Zhou Xiaowei and Ling Jiang with him like last time.

But in this case, the stall setting up can only be temporarily suspended for a few days.

It doesn't matter if they stop for a few days, but Yunmo is worried that Lingchuan's hard-won hot territory will be seized by others.

"We can't park at the stall, and we have to find the market management to get the right to set up a stall at that location. It doesn't matter if we spend a little money. Only if it is compliant and legal will we not give competitors the opportunity to take advantage of the loopholes."

(End of chapter)


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