Chapter Eighty-Three: I always felt like he was alive
Mao Hongyu was a little puzzled: "Why?" Why go tomorrow at noon? And isn't it better to fry more? ”
Ye Qing shook his head: "I just asked, the ones who will get off work tomorrow morning will be the same wave of female workers who will get off work today, so we will go at noon tomorrow, it will be a new wave of customers, and the hearts of those who didn't buy in the morning will always be remembered." And is it also greasy to eat sugar pancakes every day? After we can find out the pattern of their work, we have to show up every two days, and then go to the door of other factories to sell them. ”
Ye Tiancheng and Mao Hongyu analyzed the head of the way, and admired their daughter more and more: "Qingqing, what you said is too right. ”
Mao Hongyu was also curious: "Qingqing, where did you learn this?" ”
Ye Qing thought for a while and pushed Sun Cheng: "It's that Comrade Sun, I came twice to trouble him, and I also told her the idea that we want to do a small business, and he taught me." ”
Mao Hongyu didn't think it was strange now, after all, Sun Cheng was from the city and must have seen a lot of things.
Ye Tiancheng was also very grateful: "Go back, let's make money and invite Comrade Sun to come to the house for a meal." ”
Ye Qing nodded straightly: "Okay, okay, by the way, I forgot to tell you when I came back yesterday, I bought a piece of fabric for you and the water baby, and if my mother is free, I will make clothes for them, and if not, I will send it to the tailor shop to do it." ”
Mao Hongyu just wanted to say that it was a waste of money to buy cloth, but now when she heard that she was going to send it to the tailor shop to do it, she quickly shook her head: "What do you do when you send it to the tailor shop, I will do it." ”
Ye Qing went to bring the fabric, Mao Hongyu was a dark gray cloth with a dark grid, and Ye Tiancheng and Ye Zhinan were both dark blue fabrics.
Mao Hongyu took the fabric and touched it again: "Oh my God, this is all wool, it must cost a lot of money." ”
Ye Qing smiled: "We are in the city now, it's not that the patch clothes we wear are not good, but we must always have decent clothes, and if we wear them well, we will not walk with a much harder waist." ”
Mao Hongyu kept touching the fabric: "It's different to touch, I've never worn woolen clothes." ”
Ye Qing was also happy when he saw that the two of them were happy, and saw if the time was not early: "Mom and Dad, you should rest for a while, I want to go out, and you don't have to wait for me to come back for dinner at noon." ”
Mao Hongyu knew that her daughter still had something to toss, so she waved her hand: "Okay, you go, come back early in the afternoon." ”
Ye Qing took a bite of food casually, and hurriedly walked to the tailor shop in the city.
Nie Xiuhong had already opened the door and was making Ye Qing's shirt, and one sleeve had already come out, she looked up and continued to step on the sewing machine: "You are here, just let me make a sleeve, you see if it is what you want." ”
Ye Qing looked at the pleated balloon sleeves in the past, although they were not sewn together, but they were exactly what she wanted: "Yes, that's it, sister, your hands are so skillful, I will tell you about it." ”
Nie Xiuhong said with a smile while stepping on the sewing machine: "It's not that I praise myself, when I was in Haishi before, needlework was the best." ”
Ye Qing was surprised: "My sister is from Haishi, it's a great big city, how could she come to our Tianshi." ”
Nie Xiuhong raised her head and smiled, and said with the sound of a sewing machine: "My man died here as a soldier and finally died here, so I took my son to guard here, and it was convenient for him to go to the grave during the New Year's holidays." ”
Ye Qing's throat choked, and he was a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry, I don't know." ”
Nie Xiuhong stopped and looked at Ye Qing: "No need to apologize, he has been gone for five years, and I still remember that he told me the night before he left, and when he comes back, he will take me to eat mutton steamed buns." I didn't expect to go and never come back, I always feel that he didn't go, maybe one day he will come back suddenly, push open the door and say embroidery red, I will take you to eat mutton steamed buns. ”
Her voice was very calm, but Ye Qing couldn't help but redden.
Nie Xiuhong laughed again: "Actually, he is not a good person at all, the old man is not hygienic, and he doesn't like to wash his feet at night, so it's better if he doesn't come back." ”
Ye Qing tried hard to smile, she felt that this was the most beautiful appearance of love.
Ye Qing didn't tell Nie Xiuhong that her man had also sacrificed, and felt that there was no need to sympathize with each other here, and compared to Nie Xiuhong, she and Luo Jinbei had no relationship at all.
Nie Xiuhong may have told Ye Qing what she was talking to, she was extra patient and careful when teaching Ye Qing to use the sewing machine, Ye Qing had a good understanding, and soon understood the essence of the sewing machine, but the proficiency was poor, and this thing relied on daily practice and comprehension.
Ye Qing decided to sell a ginseng and buy a sewing machine.
In the afternoon, seeing that the sun was in the west, Ye Qing left from Nie Xiuhong.
The sugar pancakes at noon the next day were still sold short quickly under Ye Qing's promotion.
The fritters are embarrassed to mention their opinions, after all, they do business according to their own abilities, and people don't sell the same things as him, so they can only stare at each other.
The lady who sells tea eggs because she ate a sugar cake from Ye Qing's family, someone bought the oil cake, and she also helped sell it on the side: "Her oil cake, one is full, and the portion is enough and delicious." ”
The family went home happily after selling sugar pancakes.
On the way, Mao Hongyu said to Ye Qing: "The dim sum oven is dry, it's almost ready to make dim sum, just use the ten yuan you earned to buy some fillings and come back." ”
Ye Qing had no opinion: "You and my dad look at it and buy it, if the money is not enough, tell me." ”
Mao Hongyu hurriedly shook her head: "No, no, your father and I have money, and we haven't touched the money in the village this year." ”
When the three of them walked slowly home, they saw Sun Cheng pushing a bicycle and standing at the door.
Ye Qing greeted with a smile from afar: "Comrade Sun is here." ”
Mao Hongyu had a good impression of Sun Cheng because Ye Qing said that the methods of doing business were all taught by Sun Cheng: "Comrade Xiao Sun, hurry up and sit in the house, have you eaten?" ”
Sun Cheng smiled and looked at Ye Tiancheng with a basket in his hand, as well as the stool in Ye Qing's hand: "What are you?" ”
Ye Qing was afraid that Mao Hongyu would talk nonsense, so he hurriedly explained: "My parents sell sugar and oil cakes at the gate of the textile factory, and the business is not bad, so I have to thank you for this." ”
Sun Cheng thought he was saying that he told Ye Qing about the factory, and smiled: "You're welcome, it's all what I should do, by the way, how many dried pine mushrooms do you have here, many people in our courtyard want it." ”
Ye Qing was pleasantly surprised: "Someone wants it, that's great, there are still fifty or sixty catties, but we haven't picked it out yet." ”
Sun Cheng directly gave the price: "One pound and one piece, you don't have to pick, you see if it's okay." ”
Ye Qing didn't know whether a pound was expensive or cheap, but Sun Cheng would definitely not pit them, so he nodded hurriedly: "Yes, when will you want it?" ”