After hearing this, Erqiang said, "We are thinking of going to the suburbs to have a look."
"I need money now, otherwise I won't have the funds to purchase goods during the summer vacation. You have to help."
"Okay, it's okay. I'll go back and tell them. If you can make money, who wouldn't want to?"
After the second strongman left, Han Yuanfang went directly into the space, cleaned herself up, and drank a glass of hot milk without having any appetite.
The two old men went to take over the shift at noon the next day. They were relieved to see their granddaughter back safely.
"Master, I want to rent out the land."
Grandpa Han thought for a moment, "That's okay. You won't have time until you go to junior high school."
"Yes, rent it out and give me food. I can pay the public food and it will be enough for me to eat."
"That's fine, but learning is the most important thing."
At noon on Friday, she went to the village chief's house.
"uncle."
"Yuanfang is here? Have dinner at home."
"No sir, I have something to do with you."
"Just tell me whatever it is."
"Uncle, can I rent out the land?"
"Rent it out? What's the rental method?"
"Just give me as much food as one acre of land per year. I will go to junior high school in Maiqiu, and I really don't have time."
"Then how much grain do you want per acre of land?"
"Uncle, I really haven't thought about it. How about giving me ten catties of wheat and fifty catties of corn per acre of land?"
This number definitely means that many people want to rent it.
A diligent person can have dozens of dollars left per acre of land.
"Okay, let me ask."
After the family affairs were settled, Han Yuanfang felt more at ease and waited for the rain to fertilize the wheat fields.
It’s Saturday after school. “Dongmei, I’m going to sell clothes at the big market tomorrow.”
"I'll go with you. I'll finish my homework tonight."
"You must finish writing, don't delay your study."
"How could it be? Don't worry, I'll come to your house at six o'clock tomorrow morning."
"What are you doing so early?"
"You are stupid. If you want to sell clothes at a big market, don't take up space. Where can you find your stall?"
Han Yuanfang also reacted. "Okay, I'll wait for you at home."
Han Dongmei stopped playing after returning home, and her mother was quite puzzled.
"Mom, Yuanfang and I will go to the market to sell clothes tomorrow."
"Dongmei, have you finished your homework?"
"Yes, no matter how late it is, I will finish it today."
Han Dongmei's mother didn't object, so she just went ahead.
When Han Yuanfang got home, she immediately lit a fire and steamed sweet potatoes in the evening.
I had just finished cooking when I heard a knock on the door.
"Who?"
"Yuanfang, it's me."
Han Yuanfang frowned, why did her uncle come here? But she opened the door anyway. "Uncle, what's the matter?"
"Yuanfang, let me ask if you still have shirts in stock here? I want to buy some and go to the county town to try them out."
"Yes, uncle, let me make it clear. The wholesale price is 3.8 yuan for more than ten pieces. For others, this price is for twenty pieces or more.
Also, I don’t have credit here, so I have to repay the money to purchase goods.”
Han Chenglin nodded. "Okay. Just give me ten pieces. I don't want the jeans yet."
"Uncle, you can actually sell socks, the cost is light."
I still have a lot of socks. I will sell socks at the big market tomorrow.
Han Chenglin followed him in, sighing once again that this house is really nice. He was about to start building a house, but he didn't have the money to build it.
Han Yuanfang doesn't care what Han Chenglin thinks. Although this person is very unreliable, he will give it to him when he comes to buy goods, and he will give him the money and the goods.
Han Chenglin took away twenty shirts and twenty pairs of socks.
The next day, Han Dongmei arrived at Han's house before six o'clock.
"It's so early. I have porridge for Dongmei this morning. Do you want some?"
"No, I've eaten. My mother cooked for me."
Han Yuanfang thought she was still happy to have her parents, so she had to do everything by herself.
The two pushed the cart away. The two big bags of clothes were in the two baskets tied to both sides of the car seat at the back. The mirror racks and other things were on top. Han Dongmei sat on the beam in front. When they arrived at the big market, there were already
Many are setting up stalls.
"Yuanfang, where are we?"
"It's right at the entrance. There's no stall for us inside. They all have long-term stalls."
I still put two poles on the bicycle and hung up my clothes. It was different. I put a mattress sheet on the floor and put a lot of socks on it.
People are coming one after another, and there should be more sales now.
Everyone will take a look at the shirt. After all, in this age where everything is gray, such bright colors are still very attractive.
The two girls sat aside. Han Yuanfang didn't feel embarrassed and shouted loudly.
The little girl's clear voice is still very pleasant to the ears.
"Come and take a look, first come first served. The socks are processed. A pair costs only 80 cents. Those who arrive first can choose the color they like first."
Han Dongmei looked at Han Yuanfang, but she didn't expect Yuanfang to really dare to shout. She tried but didn't open her mouth, still embarrassed.
A few people actually came over and squatted down.
"Little girl, can you use eight wool socks?"
"Buy ten pairs for seventy-five cents."
"Who wants to buy ten pairs of socks?"
"Auntie, why are you so stubborn? If you each buy two or three pairs, won't only one of you be able to save a dime?"
Now several people were squatting down. They all had whatever colors they liked.
"Little girl, are your socks fading?"
"Auntie, the color must have faded. Aren't all cotton threads white? If dyed, the color must have faded.
You see, I have washed these socks twice and the color has faded a lot, but I think they look better."
In fact, everyone understands that it is impossible for the socks to fade. Four people bought ten pairs of socks, which is considered a business.
"Auntie, don't you want to buy a shirt? It's only four and a half yuan. Look at the color. If you touch it, the fabric is much thicker than ordinary fabric. And the most important thing is that it doesn't fade.
This is a shirt that is loved by workers in big cities. Even if we pull the fabric ourselves, the price will still be higher, right?
When there is time to make clothes, the aunts might as well lie down for a while.
Besides, we can’t do this.”
Han Yuanfang said, picking up a shirt and putting it on.
She wears big clothes, but nowadays people just like big and loose clothes.
"Aunts, look at the buttons. Let's buy small buttons like this. They cost two cents, right?
Look at their designs, there are buttons here on the wrists, this is really popular this year. You won’t regret buying it.”
The four women touched the material and really liked it.
"The men's version is also four and a half yuan? Is four yuan okay?"
Han Yuanfang smiled and shook her head, "Auntie, you can't negotiate the price of shirts."
"Four and a half is too expensive."
"Auntie, there is no way. Look at how much fabric is used in the shirt. It must be cost-effective."
