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Chapter 749: It¡¯s not my thing

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    749

    Yu Jiaojiao knew that the shirt collar business would be easier to do at this time, but she never thought it would be so easy.

    They brought a total of 1,600 shirt collars, plus Yu San¡¯s 48 defective ones, the total was 1,648.

    I originally thought that I could sell a hundred of them in one village. After all, this village is not that big.

    As for shirt collars, to be honest, they are really not as useful as clothes.

    Unexpectedly, the price was so low that it exceeded the bottom line of these young people's imagination. Those more than 300 qualified products were almost sold out.

    These young people don¡¯t know how much money they have. Anyway, the richest one has a total of eight shirt collars in two colors and four styles. Everyone also wants one of the best high-quality ones.

    Others bought at least one, generally two, three, three or four.

    At first, only young boys came to buy it. Later, I don¡¯t know if the news spread, and even girls came to buy it.

    ¡°Even later, young people from the next village, including the educated youth who had not returned home after going to the countryside, actually came to buy shirt collars for some reason.

    Compared with the young people in the village, the educated youth may have more money. One male educated youth bought more than 20 pieces in one go. He bargained with Yu Jiaojiao for a while, and finally Yu Jiaojiao gave him a pair for a discount.  The educated youth finally took the shirt and took it away with satisfaction.

    This business is surprisingly easy to do.

    ¡°Anyway, after everyone who wanted to buy had bought it, Yu Jiaojiao and the others would only have less than 300 shirt collars left.

    Yu San¡¯s cheap defective products were directly rounded up by one person.

    It made Yu San always wonder whether his price was too low, but people were coming and going. Although he had this doubt, it was hard to ask, so he could only keep it in his heart.

    Finally, everyone left, and there was still Wei Ziyu waiting to settle his salary.

    Not only Wei Ziyu, but also Wei Ziyu¡¯s mother, two younger brothers, and father are all eagerly waiting for Yu Jiaojiao to settle their wages.

    They all saw how popular Yu Jiaojiao¡¯s items were sold, and they all wanted to know how much money was given to Wei Ziyu.

    Although the whole Wei family wanted to know how much money Wei Ziyu made this time, Wei Ziyu was not an ignorant person, and he was also afraid that his family's actions would offend Yu Jiaojiao and the others, so the child would personally bombard his family.  After leaving, it was the first time that he held his head high and behaved like this in front of his father.

    As a result, my family could only worry about it in the front yard, but they didn't dare to peek in the backyard.

    When only Yu Jiaojiao and Yu San were left in the room, Yu San ignored it and spread it on the cardboard box on the ground, his eyes widened: "Oh my god, it's over now."

    Although he has experienced this kind of thing more than once, but once again, he still feels like he is in a war again. No, there are so many people, he has to watch the goods, calculate the money, and prevent others from taking advantage of him. His day is better than fighting.  Still tired.

    Yu Jiaojiao also sat down on the earthen bed without any scruples, panting and saying: "Yes, it's finally over. Third brother, don't be lazy. Get up quickly, order the goods and count the money."

    Yu San didn¡¯t want to get up at all: ¡°Let me take a break first, and you count first.¡±

    Yu Jiaojiao didn¡¯t want to move either.

    So the brother and sister competed to be lazy.

    At this moment, Wei Ziyu came over with a tray: "Come on, come on, everyone hasn't eaten at noon, let's finish our meal first. My mother even cracked an egg specially today."

    There were not only two bowls of cabbage, vermicelli and egg pimple soup on the tray, but there was also a bowl filled with two bran nests.

    It is not the various cereals that people in later generations eat for novelty and weight loss, but real bran wowo made from wheat bran mixed with some sorghum flour, cornmeal, sweet potato flour and white flour, of which wheat bran accounts for half.

    As for the gnocchi soup, Yu Jiaojiao didn't see the gnocchi in it anyway. She suspected that the landlady made it by directly adding the dough paste into boiling water.

    It was said to be pimple soup. If it didn¡¯t contain cabbage, a little vermicelli and a few strands of egg shreds, she felt that it would be more appropriate to call this bowl paste - her family¡¯s paste was thicker than this pimple soup.

    Although their hometown is not rich now, they rarely add wheat bran to their staple food. This shows that the family conditions of this family are really poor.

    Yu Jiaojiao was too embarrassed to refuse the offer of kindness, so she didn't move and drank half a bowl of pimple soup in one go to stop her stomach from growling.

    Yu San was trying to push a carp up, ah, he couldn¡¯t get up, so he had to use both hands to push it up.He slowly got up and said, "I'm starving to death."

    It was almost noon when they came. They started selling things when it was time to eat. By the time they were sold out, it was already afternoon. They didn¡¯t eat a bite of lunch. No, they had forgotten about lunch. They didn¡¯t even drink water.  He had been talking to people non-stop, and now both of their throats were burning.

    Yu San is not as particular as Yu Jiaojiao. It¡¯s not like he has never eaten plain steamed steamed buns on the train. Besides, he has been eating this stuff for more than 20 years. It¡¯s only in the past few years that he has gotten better when conditions have improved.

    Now that I¡¯m eating this again, I feel like I¡¯m remembering the bitterness and thinking about the sweetness.

    First, he took a sip of the soup to moisten his throat, and Yu Sansan finished one steamed bun in one gulp. After two consecutive steamed buns, he finished the entire bowl of pimple soup, and Yu Sanyi wiped his mouth.

    Wei Ziyu asked: "Are you full? There is still more in the pot. I will serve you some more."

    Yu Jiaojiao also put down the bowl and said quickly: "No, no, I'm full, I'm really full. Your bowl is too big, this bowl is enough for me."

    Yu San giggled and said, "Yes, it's been a long time since I've eaten so much from such a big bowl."

    When I was poor, in order to drink more scalding water to fill my stomach, most of the things I used at home were coarse porcelain sea bowls. The big ones were not much bigger than the soup bowls of later generations. But now that living conditions have improved, I can eat the oil and water in my stomach.  If there are too many, the bowl will be replaced with a slightly smaller bowl.

    Yu San still used a large coarse porcelain bowl in his hometown, and he still used a large bowl when eating out. But in the house they rented in the county town, they have replaced it with a more ordinary and more exquisite bowl. The portion is much smaller, of course, compared to Yu Jiao's.  Jiao's small bowl, which is a little bigger than a palm, is still much bigger.

    Wei Ziyu was worried: "Are you really full?"

    Yu San patted his belly and said, "It's really okay. Besides, it's already half the afternoon and we still have room for dinner. Xiaowei, don't worry about it."

    As expected, Wei Ziyu stopped asking and sent the things back.

    As soon as he reached the front with the bowl and plate, his little brother had already rushed out to take the tray. He was a little surprised to see there were two nests left in the bowl: "Ah, Dad, Mom, they eat so little."

    Father Wei didn't say a word. Mother Wei raised her hand and slapped her youngest son on the back of the head, scolding him: "You know what the heck, that's because he has a lot of fat in his belly and he doesn't like this thing in our family."

    Father Wei said: "Ziyu, why don't you settle the score with them later?"

    Wei Ziyu shook his head: "It's not my thing, I'll go over there later." (Remember this site's website address: www.hlnovel.com
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