Seeing everyone's interest, Yunmo casually introduced: "It's made with flour. The soft texture is because I added more eggs."
"No wonder it tastes so delicious, brother and sister, or you know how to make these snacks. The jujube and walnuts from before are also delicious. The bag you asked Kawako to take with you was eaten by us before we even arrived at Urumqi.
"
Yun Mo smiled slightly and said nothing.
Shaqima has existed since ancient times, and it is not unusual in this era. However, it seems to be rare here in Jiang City. She has only seen it sold in some relatively high-end snack shops and department stores.
After eating and drinking, everyone continued to unload the goods, and even the driver helped.
The four people worked together and the thirty-seven bags of goods were quickly unloaded.
After paying the fare, Lingchuan couldn't wait to take Yun Mo to the warehouse, pointing to the tightly packed goods in black woven bags.
"Daughter-in-law, these ten items are from the garment factory. They are all down jackets, coats, and cotton coats and trousers."
Yun Mo nodded, "How much does one cost?"
"150 yuan."
At this time, Ling Jiang and Deng Wenbin washed their hands and walked into the warehouse from outside the door.
"Kawako, open a bag and see what's in it."
"good."
Lingchuan took a pair of scissors and carefully opened the sealing line of the woven bag.
As the mouth of the bag opened, the contents inside were completely revealed, including down jackets, coats, and vests.
After Ling Jiang and Deng Wenbin washed their hands, they took out all the items in the bag and counted them carefully. There were three down jackets, four coats, and ten jackets.
One long down jacket and two short down jackets can be sold for the cost of 150 yuan, and the rest are profitable.
Everyone was very happy and took apart all the other nine items at once to take a look.
After working for almost an hour, all ten items were finally sorted out.
Eight long down jackets, seventeen short down jackets, thirty coats, fifteen long cotton coats, thirty short cotton coats, fifty pairs of cotton trousers, and eighty jackets.
After calculation, there are an average of twenty-three items of clothing per item.
However, the prices vary. The most valuable ones are down jackets. The long ones are worth 70 or 80 yuan, and the short ones can be sold for 40 or 50 yuan. The next ones are coats and cotton coats. They are all high-quality foreign trade goods and are full of warmth.
Even if the condition is a bit old, it still sells well for 20 or 30 yuan.
Next are cotton trousers and jackets. Relatively speaking, these two items are not so easy to sell and the prices are much lower.
But overall, the profit from these ten items is still considerable, with a conservative estimate of no less than 3,000 yuan.
"Kawako, can you sell me one of your down jackets? I want to give it to my mother. She is old and has a bad stomach. She runs outside every day. I'm worried that her body won't be able to bear it."
Lingchuan nodded, "Okay, you can choose one, and I'll give it to you at the cost price."
Deng Wenbin was overjoyed, "Thank you, Brother Chuan, then I'm welcome?"
Lingchuan patted the other party's shoulder and said, "I'm one of you, don't say these foreign things. Thank you for your hard work this time and follow me on this long journey. As promised before, I will pay you 10 yuan a day."
"Okay, Brother Chuan, if there is someone I can help here in the future, just give me a shout."
"Um."
Deng Wenbin chose a purple short down jacket, and Lingchuan took a symbolic charge of 20 yuan and paid Deng Wenbin's wages for the past few days.
Afterwards, everyone went to a nearby restaurant for dinner.
It was getting late after dinner, so Deng Wenbin went home directly, and Ling Jiang followed him back to the courtyard, planning to sleep here one night and return to the old street tomorrow.
After returning home, Lingchuan went to the warehouse to pick out a down jacket, a set of cotton-padded clothes, and a jacket, and took them to Ling Jiang's room.
"Brother, take these clothes back and wear them."
Ling Jiang subconsciously declined, "No, no need. I have plenty of clothes at home. Chuanzi, these clothes are of good quality. If you sell these, you will be able to sell them for at least one hundred and forty or fifty."
"Brother, just because they are good things, I specially picked out a few pieces for you. Those clothes of yours are from a few years ago. They don't keep you warm. It's cold this year. If you catch a cold, then
Don’t you have to spend money on medical treatment?”
Ling Jiang hesitated, "Then I'll do the same as Wen Bin and calculate the money for you."
Lingchuan directly forced the clothes into each other's hands, "Brother, we don't need to be so clear-cut between brothers, and we can't figure it out clearly. When my parents just passed away, I was still young, so you gave me the food and clothing at home.
Are you following me? How do you count these?"
"It happened so many years ago, you still remember it."
"Brother, I will never forget your care for me in my life. What we brothers can achieve today is by working together and helping each other. This was the case before, it is the same now, and it will not change in the future."
Ling Jiang breathed a long sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Okay, Chuanzi, then I won't be polite to you."
Lingchuan nodded, "Brother, it's been a tiring day today. Let's take a shower before going to bed. The water in the boiler has been boiling. It should be hot now."
Ling Jiang couldn't help but sigh, "At first, I thought it was unnecessary for my siblings to build a boiler for bathing. But now I think my siblings are quite far-sighted. They can take a bath comfortably at any time in this winter."
A hot bath is beautiful just thinking about it.”
Lingchuan took over and said, "Brother, when we save enough money in the future, we will renovate the small courtyard and install a boiler. Then it will be convenient for you and Chunhua to wash up."
"Okay."
After coming out of the wing where Ling Jiang lived, Ling Chuan subconsciously looked towards his wife's house.
Through the frosted glass window, you can vaguely see two figures, one tall and one short, talking together.
Lingchuan stopped and looked at it for a while, then returned to his room.
"Auntie, I'm sleepy."
Meeting her niece's eager gaze, Yun Mo rubbed her head and said, "Okay, put your books and notebooks away and go back to your room to sleep."
"Um!"
After packing her things, Ling Chunhua happily ran back to the wing with her schoolbag in her arms.
Soon, laughter could be heard in the side room, and even Yun Mo in the main room could hear it.
When I feel sleepy, I obviously miss my dad.
It's normal when you think about it. After all, she is a little girl who is only 6 years old. She has not enjoyed maternal love since she was a child, and she is not attached to her father Ling Jiang.
"daughter in law."
I don't know how much time passed, but Yun Mo was immersed in a sea of questions when suddenly a familiar yet forbearing call from a man came from behind her.
Yun Mo's mind couldn't be separated from the formula for a while, and she stared at the man for several seconds before coming back to her senses.
"Ah, what's wrong? What's the matter?"
Lingchuan's dark eyes fell on the desk in front of her. The large desk was filled with various books, test papers, pens and various plastic rulers.
"Have you finished studying? I want to talk to you."
Yun Mo turned her head and glanced at the alarm clock on her desk and found that it was almost 11 o'clock.
In the past, she usually took a break around this time. These days, because she has to take time to teach Ling Chunhua how to calligraphy, she studies later than before. She usually doesn't take a break until 11:30.
"That's almost it. If you have anything to say, just say it and I'll listen."
Yun Mo packed her things and motioned for the other party to sit down.
Lingchuan put the milk in his hand in front of her, "The milk has just been heated, and bees have been added to it. Drink it while it's hot."
"Um."
Yun Mo picked up the cup and took a sip. The fragrant hot milk slid down her throat and into her stomach. The warmth instantly spread to her limbs and bones, and the coldness all over her body was dissipated.
"Don't put honey anymore."
"Why? Don't you like drinking?"
"Drinking something too sweet at night is not good for your health."
"Okay, then I won't put honey in the milk at night."
Looking at the man's serious and stern face, Yun Mo felt slightly depressed.
In fact, it's not that drinking honey and milk at night is bad, but that she discovered two days ago -
She has grown fat.
A full five pounds.
? ?Three updates~
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? Lao Qi has been losing weight again recently, hoping to succeed!