Everyone has a common problem.

Whatever you have done, or what you have encountered, as long as you can scratch the itch in your heart, you will do everything possible to scratch others. There are no exceptions, no one can hold back.

When Liu Xiaoman returned to the hospital, the lunch break was not over, and a group of young nurses were gathering in the house to chatter.

"Xiaoman is back, did you eat at lunch?" a colleague greeted.

"I didn't eat, I went to the street. ”

She walked past them.

"Have a little meeting at 3 p.m., don't forget!" another colleague informed.

"Well, got it. ”

She brushed past the second person.

"You're going to the department store again? You've been there three or five times a week, that's amazing. ”

"You envy you to go too!"

"Yo, people eat meat at home, and sesame oil is used as water to drink, I can't compare, right, Xiaoman?"

She strode past a few joking young girls, and her face was already not very good-looking. When she walked to the innermost point and was thinking about going back and turning around, she suddenly heard someone ask: "Hey Xiaoman, your bag is very good-looking, is it new?"

Brush!

The girl changed her painting style in a second, and smiled like a moon flower, "Yes, I just bought it, how about you take a look?"

She put the bag in the other party's hand, and people took a look at it and praised: "The style is good, simple and generous and practical." It's a labor cloth, it's sturdy ......."

As soon as the two of them talked, they immediately attracted everyone to watch. The little nurses are all about 20 years old, accepting new things and having a relatively broad horizon.

"This is a buckle, right? I used to make cheongsam horse coats, but I didn't expect to be able to sew them on bags. ”

"The workmanship is a little rougher, the style is quite novel, hey I like this pattern, it's so cute. How much does this pack cost?"

"What, six yuan? Xiaoman, you are too generous, worth three yuan at most!"

"Go aside, do you understand this called design? Chong this pattern, six yuan is worth it. ”

"yes, yes, I've never seen it before. ”

Liu Xiaoman was surrounded in the middle, and the feeling of being the focus of the topic made her feel comfortable. At this time, someone asked, "Did you buy it in a department store, why didn't I see it yesterday?"

"It's not a department store ......"

She shushed and said in a low voice: "This is a stall for sale, just diagonally opposite, don't go out and talk nonsense, the leader knows that it will be punished." ”

"Set up a stall!"

The girls' eyes lit up, street vendors are already common in the capital and the south, but in Ancheng, where the factory is the home and the concept of iron rice bowls is deep-rooted, it is still quite fresh.

They all nodded, "Understand, we will never say it." ”

"Well, absolutely not. ”

That's weird!

......

Since its successful start, the business has quickly been in danger of going out of business. Except for the passers-by who ate melons and came to take a look, there was no one sold.

Boss Chen was worried, Boss Xu was there, and even squatted on the ground and watched the Dream of Red Mansions.

"It's been a long time, and you still have time to read?"

"Otherwise, can I force people to buy it?"

"Then let's think of a way, why don't we change places?"

"No, it's fine. ”

Xu Fei looked at Chen Xiaoxu with an anxious face, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, let's wait, there will be more people after work." ”

"If you have more, you may not buy your bag, what if I don't think you can sell it?"

"That's also earned, and I only cost a few cents a piece. ”

Shh

Chen Xiaoxu couldn't leave without being righteous, so he had to wait with him.

After another while, the bell rang again, and it was twilight. Angang is much more spectacular than the textile factory, formal and temporary, the factory collective, the shift after work, as well as the family members who pick up the children and buy groceries, etc.

More than 100,000 people, even if a tenth comes out, it is enough to describe it as crowded.

Xu Fei closed the book, twisted his waist, and looked ready for war. Chen Xiaoxu began to get nervous again, staring at the crowd that kept pouring out, and the stream was endless, as if it would never stop.

In the blink of an eye, she saw a small group of people coming out of the hospital, leaving the large group, crossing the road and heading straight for the stalls. All of them are young and beautiful, cleanly dressed, and at first glance they are children from superior families.

"Yo, there's one. ”

"Come and see, did Xiao Man buy this?"

The girls crowded in front of the stall to look, there were still five cloth bags left, and the girl in the white dress had already been sold, and the remaining patterns were different.

Some are a few flowers and plants, some are cute bears, and some are silhouettes of two heads...... The overall style is fresh and lovely.

"How do you sell this?"

A girl swept her eyes, hugged the bear bag and didn't let go.

"Six. ”

"Don't you want to send a pencil case?

"It's all there!"

He took out a white pencil case and gave it generously as a gift. The girl was not hypocritical, and Liu Xiaoman made a sample, and she paid the money very happily.

Another girl saw it, and she was also busy paying for the silhouette, for fear of being robbed. Others really don't like it and ask, "Do you have any other patterns?"

"That's all for today, but what you like, you can order it in advance, like your own name, zodiac, including portraits. ”

"Portraits?"

"Like this......"

Xu Fei took out a pencil and paper, completed a stick figure in three or two clicks, and showed it out, "Does it look like you?"

"Wow!"

The girl on the opposite side opened her eyes wide, and her unkempt hair covered most of her face, curled up with her chubby body and snoring.

Limited to the backwardness of the sartorial process, there is no depiction of facial features, just an outline, but that eccentric sense of precision does capture her characteristics - round, cute.

Joke!

Xu Feike is a serious art major, climbing step by step from the bottom of the design, and the different needs of the dark customer base. The girl in the eighties, where have you seen the cute painting style of later generations?

"I want this!" the other party was instantly defeated.

"It's more expensive to order, eight yuan. ”

"Eight pieces...... Eight pieces will do! Can you come over tomorrow?"

"It's going to take three or four days, it's time-consuming to make it by hand. But if you're sure, I'll do it. ”

"Okay, then I'll wait for you. ”

Chen Xiaoxu looked stupid next to him, a string of numbers spinning around in his head.

Six bags were sold, and one was custom-made, and the one that came to hand alone was thirty-six yuan. The grandson's fare, room and board, raw material costs, and processing fees were all back.

Thirty-six a day, a month is one thousand and eighty, she couldn't think about it before she put it......

After communicating for a long time, the nurses chattered away. Xu Fei grabbed a wad of money and scrambled it again, and solemnly stuffed it into his pocket.

"It's finally a little bit safe. ”

He patted his pocket, it was warm and warm, it was a reassuring feeling, and then he turned his head to look, but found that his little friend was stunned.

"What's wrong?"

“......”

Chen Xiaoxu was obviously shocked, and said with a twisted eyebrow: "This money came too quickly, I'm a little scared." ”

"What are you afraid of? We haven't broken the law, at most we can play a marginal game, and then talk about making more money, isn't it good?"

"How good is it to make money?" asked the girl stupidly.

"Then what do you think is good?" Xu Feile said.

"A lot, like reading, poetry, travel, love...... I think it's all beautiful. ”

Get!

The little girl was young and didn't know the suffering of the world.

Xu Fei faced her, serious, "Let me tell you, economic independence is the premise of all good, money is the foundation of your life, and everything else has to be left behind." ”

"I don't agree with this, you have to have ideals to be a man, and ideals are greater. ”

"No, money is as great as ideals. Our ancestors have long taught us that 'we know honor and disgrace when we have enough food and clothing', and Marx also taught us that 'the economic base determines the superstructure', but people nowadays do not admit it.

We must respect money and ideals, which is the most decent way to live. ”

“......”

Chen Xiaoxu thought for a long time before reluctantly accepting this point of view, "Then, what is your ideal?"

"What ...... I"

Xu Fei smiled, "Guess!"