Wan Chuer studied hard as always, and then went to learn self-defense techniques with An Lian for two hours on the weekend, and helped Bai Zhixi deliver pickles when she had time.

Nowadays, because their home is close to the market, when those restaurants come to the market to buy, they often turn to their house and buy the pickles they need.

In addition to these restaurants, slowly some people know that Bai's pickles are delicious, and there will also be idle people who come to buy one or two catties.

As a result, their family's pickle business is better than before.

When Bai Zhixi settles accounts every night, she always says to Wan Chu'er with a smile: "Fortunately, you found this bungalow, the location here is good, and it is very convenient for guests to buy pickles, if it is in the courtyard of the glass factory, I dare not imagine that there are guests who come to our house to buy pickles." ”

If in the courtyard of the glass factory, a bunch of laid-off workers in the compound are red-eyed, who knows what to say and do, but it will cause a bunch of trivial things.

The ancients said well, do not suffer from wealth and poverty, but suffer from inequality.

Wan Chu'er looked at the fifty or sixty yuan in Bai Zhixi's hand, felt a little funny, and said: "People who don't know, after listening to your words, they still think that you have earned tens of thousands of millions, but only a few dozen yuan, you are satisfied with this?"

"That's not much?" Bai Zhi glanced at her daughter, "This is much better than when I repaired shoes, even more than I earned in the glass factory before I was laid off, and I still earned money while sitting at home." ”

Bai Zhixi is an easily satisfied person, although she has to do a lot of work at home every day, seeing Bai Zhixi like this, Wan Chuer feels that Bai Zhixi is the best mother in the world.

She saw that more and more people came to buy it sporadically, so she gave Bai Zhixi an opinion, you can order a batch of glass jars like canned food bottles, and put pickles into glass bottles, which is convenient and hygienic, and the profit of selling a bottle is higher than that of selling a pound of bulk food.

At first, Bai Zhi disliked the cost of glass jars and did not adopt her daughter's opinion, but after a few days, while her daughter was eating at home, she asked her again: "What kind of glass bottle do you say is good for pickles?"

Wan Chuer thought about the various pickle glass packages in the supermarket in her previous life, and picked up two or three beautiful shapes and drew them.

The most important thing is that she made a label after the old godmother who swept the world, and printed Bai Zhixi's avatar.

Bai Zhixi was embarrassed to put her avatar on it at first, Wan Chuer explained to her for a long time what brand, advertising benefits or something, Bai Zhixi agreed with a smile.

Taking advantage of a Zhou, Wan Chuer and Bai Zhixi went to the printing factory and the glass factory, made 10,000 stickers of Bai's pickles, and ordered 1,000 small glass jars in the glass factory.

Because Bai Zhixi was originally a laid-off employee of the glass factory, the glass jar was ordered very smoothly, but between one dime and five and one dime, Bai Zhixi had a long time with the old factory director, and finally became one dime and three one.

When Bai Zhixi packed the first bottle of pickles with her own hands, covered the lid, and pasted the sticker, she couldn't put it down and looked at it, no matter how she looked at it, she was very satisfied.

She told her daughter: "Sure enough, it looks good in bottles, but I don't know if people will buy this." ”

Wan Chu'er said lightly: "If I had to choose, I would rather spend a few cents more to buy this glass bottle." ”

"That's you, you young people don't take money seriously. Bai Zhixi didn't agree with her daughter's point of view, and wanted her to be broken in half for a dime, but it didn't stop her from thinking that the glass jar looked better.

Wan Chu'er gave her another idea, asking her to carry a few bottles and send them to a nearby grocery store, consignment, and give two cents to the grocery store for each bottle sold, or simply sell it wholesale to the grocery store.

Bai Zhixi listened to it and thought it was a good idea, she said to her daughter: "You don't care about this, you study hard, isn't there a midterm exam this week, you take the exam well, and your mother will do the business things." ”

Seeing that her mother was not timid, Wan Chu'er really threw it to Bai Zhixi, she felt that this period of exercise had made Bai Zhixi practice a little, and she could open her mouth.

There are three days left before the midterm exam, and the results of the midterm exam will be ranked together with the whole grade, Wan Chuer also wants to know her level in Wutong Middle School, so that she can estimate what level of university she can at least take if she takes the college entrance examination, and the distance from the first university in the capital.

In Wan Chuer's nervous review, the mid-term exam came soon, different from the previous monthly exam, this mid-term exam was conducted by a single person and a single table, and the patrol exam was also a teacher of another grade.

Everything was different, there was nothing in Wan Chu'er's eyes, she calmly did the test papers, carefully checking her answers over and over again.

In two days, the midterm exams were over, and the next day happened to be Saturday, because other grades had to occupy classroom exams, so the sophomore year of high school was directly on vacation.

Seeing her daughter come back, Bai Zhixi sent away the customers who came to buy pickles, and hurriedly ran to Wan Chu'er's side and asked with concern, "How did you do in the exam?" ”

She didn't know the results of the last monthly exam, and Wan Chuer felt that the exam was not good, so she didn't tell her.

In the past two months, how hard her daughter has worked, Bai Zhixi has seen it in her eyes, waking up before dawn every day to memorize texts, and only after twelve o'clock every night before turning off the lights and going to bed, the room is also covered with various notes, and the notes are all kinds of knowledge points, and even when she is helping her work, her daughter has words in her mouth.

So she wants to know her daughter's exam situation very much, and hopes that her daughter can have a good result after working so hard.

After Wan Chu'er took a sip of water, she said with a smile: "I think it's okay, all the topics have been written." ”

Bai Zhixi breathed a sigh of relief, since all the topics were written, it showed that Chu'er had ideas about the topics, no matter how detailed she was, she didn't ask, for fear of putting pressure on her daughter, she just smiled and said: "It's been so hard for so long, my mother will cook you a delicious meal today, and treat you well." ”

"Okay, thank you, Mom, I want to eat the braised pork you made. Wan Chu'er ordered unceremoniously.

"Got it. The smile on Bai Zhixi's face was even bigger.

Bai Zhi cherished the cooking effort, and someone came to buy pickles, and Wan Chuer went out directly to entertain.

After seeing off the guests, Wan Chu'er saw that there was an older tricycle in the yard.

"Mom, where did the tricycle in our yard come from?"

Bai Zhixi smiled: "I bought it, second-hand, not expensive, only one hundred and fifty yuan, so that when I go out to deliver goods, I can also take more, save several times, and if I don't use it in the future, I can sell it without losing money." ”

Wan Chuer circled around the tricycle, it was not new, but the parts were complete.

I didn't expect Bai Zhixi to be willing to spend money to buy a tricycle, it seems that business has been good recently, and she is confident.

This is a good phenomenon, Wan Chuer is willing to see Bai Zhixi more open, and also hopes that Bai Zhixi will have more smiles on her face.