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The Feng family deposited all their money in the bank and finally solved a problem. They returned home and collected their bankbooks. Old Feng discussed with his wife: "Old lady, do you still have any goods at home?" Young and old, you can pick out some of the most popular ones later and put them in the canteen, and I will sell the rest in an effort to sell out this batch as soon as possible. I have to go south quickly to restock."
Mrs. Feng patted the place where the passbook was placed and smoothed the bedding on it. She turned around and said without understanding: "Why are you in such a hurry? I went to see it a few days ago and the goods were still there. There are a lot of them, let¡¯s keep them at home and sell them slowly.¡±
Old man Feng was anxious to make money, so he explained the truth to her clearly: "Old lady, if we sell out the goods earlier, we can go to the south to purchase goods earlier, and we can make money earlier. We are wasting time now. But it¡¯s all about money. Nowadays, we are harvesting rice, paying public grain, and entertaining tourists. There is always no free time. We can¡¯t delay it any longer. Tomorrow I will go to the provincial capital with Lao Shitou to sell goods. "
Old Man Feng made up his mind, and sure enough, he made an appointment with Old Man Zhang early the next morning. The two old men rode bicycles with the goods, and started traveling to and from the provincial capital and the village again. Most of a month passed like this. The goods of both families were almost sold, and the old Feng family earned more than 20,000 yuan. Adding the previous 30,000 yuan in deposits, that's more than 50,000 yuan.
Old man Feng also thought about the use of the money, so he discussed it with his wife and said: "I will use 50,000 yuan to purchase goods, and the other money will be kept at home as pocket money. I plan to buy more goods this time. What goods are in short supply?" I¡¯ll buy whatever I want.¡±
Mrs. Feng was a little surprised when she heard such a large amount, "Old man, why did you buy so many goods? Can you sell them all?"
Old man Feng was obviously very confident. He explained quite confidently: "It's already the end of October. When I come back, it will be November soon, and the New Year is not far away. Old lady, Chinese New Year is coming. That's the best time to sell. Some city people are usually reluctant to buy our goods, but during the Chinese New Year they are determined to buy them. They live in the city, they can't be inferior to other people's homes, right? Hehe, city people are the most popular. Good face, our goods will definitely sell well then. Besides, the dealers in the south will also go home to celebrate the New Year. What if the purchase is too little? We want to go to the south to purchase again, but we can¡¯t find anyone. You Is this true?"
Mrs. Feng nodded involuntarily and said, "That's true. Our family brings 50,000 yuan. Do you know how much the old Zhang family will contribute?"
"It's more than our family. Lao Shitou has already told me that he will bring 60,000 yuan this time and fuck him hard. Their family only has 30,000 yuan in total from selling goods. I still have 30,000 yuan from selling watermelons, so I¡¯m going to invest all of it this time.¡±
"Hiss!" Old Mrs. Feng gasped. She covered her chest and said in disbelief: "I'm so darling, I really can't tell. This old Zhang family who is usually quiet, actually Having made so much money, 60,000 yuan is considered a solid financial position for the family. I didn¡¯t expect them to be so courageous. They would just give it all out. Although our family earns more than theirs, we can¡¯t. We don¡¯t dare to invest all the money, tsk tsk tsk, I didn¡¯t expect them to have such courage.¡±
Old man Feng chuckled and said: "Isn't it just Zhang DaDa? Their family has been like this since their ancestors. There are too few people in the family and they have to rely on breaking in. There are many men in other families. Their family is a single generation of nine generations. They are all alone. If they don¡¯t work hard, they will be bullied to death sooner or later. Do you think he is not brave enough? Let¡¯s be honest here, Lao Shitou is quite a good person. I already know him, he gets along well with me, and we can think of going together, and we can take care of each other when we go to the south, which is much better than others."
"I didn't say that he is a bad person. There are only a few people in his family, so there are a lot less twists and turns than other families. This person's temper is much simpler. I have nothing to worry about if you go out with him, but This time it¡¯s 110,000 yuan. Just rely on you two old men. You have to travel and buy goods. If there is an eventuality, ah bah bah bah, old man, I¡¯m just worried"
Old Mrs. Feng wanted to say something, but she didn't dare to say it out loud. She was afraid that the good would not work and the bad would work. The two old men were so old together. She said in her heart that she was not worried that it was a lie. It's not like other people's wives, who only know how to make their men make money, but don't know how to let them take care of themselves. She and her old man have been husband and wife for life. If she doesn't feel sorry for him, who else will? The expression on his face couldn't help but be a little worried.
Old man Feng also felt warm in his heart. Although he was already a very old man, it did not stop him from feeling grateful for his old wife. Having such a caring and understanding person who cared about him was better than marrying that person.I've beaten him so many times, but he's so thick-skinned that he still refuses to listen to me, which makes me feel embarrassed. You have kind people in your family and don't care about me. To be honest, I really want to thank you. Woolen cloth. "
While Yang Xiaojuan was talking, she was glaring at her son. Unexpectedly, this boy ignored her and was still very diligent in making croquettes for Mengmeng to eat. What a stupid son with no eyes.
Mrs. Feng chuckled and was about to say something modest when she suddenly heard a male voice coming from the door of her canteen: "Hey, you ate pretty well."
She followed the sound and looked over. There was a tall figure standing at the door. He was standing very straight in a green military uniform. He turned out to be Director Lei who had been to her house a long time ago.