Although Wang Huaan and Zhang Xiaodong believed her words before, they had a bad impression of Ye Zhenzhen and ignored her.

But they didn't have much enthusiasm for her, the two of them got together all day long, never said anything to help her, she could only rely on the good-tempered and honest Lin Qingyuan for everything.

If even Lin Qingyuan doesn't help her, even if she has money, she will suffer.

Thinking of this, Fu Shasha hurriedly lowered her head and nodded obediently towards Lin Qingyuan.

"Okay, I see. But I didn't mean to speak ill of her, I ......"

"I understand, you go take a bath, you don't have to rush to work, I will help you when I have time." Seeing Fu Shasha's obedient nodding, Lin Qingyuan's heart was hot, and the corners of his lips curled.

Although Fu Shasha is a little squeamish and her mind is a little unopen, he still likes her.

He believes that as long as he is patient, she will slowly get better.

When he had a chance to return to the city in the future, he would ...... with her

Thinking about the future of the two of them, Lin Qingyuan only felt that his whole body was full of strength, and the corners of his mouth were also raised.

But he didn't see Fu Shasha turn around and look gloomy.

*

Another week passed, and as the weather got colder and colder, there were not many yellow eels and loaches that Yang Xiaodi and they could get, and the amount of snails was much less because there were more and more people idle.

However, Ye Zhenzhen was not discouraged, and after packing up the things that Yang Xiaodi and the others got back and making them delicious, she took Yang Guifeng into the city again.

The two of them were already familiar with selling things, and they soon sold out in those locations.

But after the sale, Ye Zhenzhen didn't rush home, but pulled Yang Guifeng towards the black market they had finally found.

"Zhenzhen, we've sold out of things, what are we going to do on the black market?"

Looking at Ye Zhenzhen's footsteps, Yang Guifeng was a little puzzled.

Since everything is sold out, why don't they go home early?

"If you don't sell something, of course you're going to buy something. Guifeng, we only cared about selling things a few times before, and we didn't have a chance to take a good look, it's still early today, let's go and have a look together. ”

Yang Guifeng is a thrift, and when he heard that he was going to spend money, he immediately shook his head.

"Don't do it, nothing is bad at home, and my parents will buy it themselves, so I don't need to come."

She has to save up her money and buy a dowry for herself in the future.

Although her parents are not bad to her, but in this rural area, every family has a little patriarchal mind, from a very early age, her parents have some good things, are thinking about how to marry a daughter-in-law for her younger brother in the future, and never said that such things will be used to marry her in the future.

So, she had to rely on herself.

Ye Zhenzhen didn't know that she was thinking so much, "If you don't buy it, then you can accompany me." ”

In fact, Ye Zhenzhen's mind is not simply to buy things, she also wants to see what others are buying and selling, and she wants to get some inspiration from it.

Entering the black market, Ye Zhenzhen and Yang Guifeng held hands and slowly squeezed inside, looking at the stalls.

Those who sell grain, sell clothes, sell vegetables, vegetables and fruits, everything, and people are dizzying.

"Zhenzhen, there are really all things in here, I didn't pay attention to it before, the clothes sold by that eldest sister are so beautiful."

Yang Guifeng raised his finger and pointed to a stall selling clothes in the corner, Ye Zhenzhen took the opportunity to look over, and saw that there were two red thin cotton clothes on the stall, except for a small flower embroidered on the chest, there were no eye-catching elements, which could also make Yang Guifeng envious.

"If you like it, buy one." A cotton coat is estimated to be four or five yuan, she asked casually, estimating that Yang Guifeng was reluctant.

Yang Guifeng leaned into her ear, "Do you say that it will be much cheaper to buy cloth and cotton by yourself?" ”

"Definitely, but will you do it?"

Ye Zhenzhen herself doesn't know how to make clothes, even if she was poor like that in her previous life, she didn't have much patience in needlework, and Zhang Suwen has always done it for her.

Yang Guifeng raised his chin proudly and nodded heavily.

"I'm not as good at cooking as you, but I'm still good at making clothes and shoes. But it's useless, there is no cloth or cotton to sell here, and there are tickets in the supply and marketing cooperatives and department stores, but I don't have ......."

"You don't have what I have! Guifeng, I'm ...... I know how to draw, I know some particularly beautiful clothes, can you look at my drawings and make exactly the same clothes? ”

Ye Zhenzhen suddenly had a flash of inspiration and found another way to make money.

If Gui Feng can make clothes, then they can also make some clothes to sell.

They couldn't come to do business every day, and making clothes wasn't a matter of three or two days, and it happened that the timeline was a little longer, and it was not easy to be discovered.

Yang Guifeng is also a clever ghost, and when he heard Ye Zhenzhen's words, he immediately understood what Ye Zhenzhen meant.

As soon as she thought of money, she immediately patted her chest and said proudly to Ye Zhenzhen.

"As long as I can buy fabric, you can draw it, and I can make it!"

Ye Zhenzhen immediately slapped her on the shoulder, "Okay, I'll leave the fabric problem to me, and I'll leave it to you to make clothes!" With that, the two of them walked towards another stall.

It was a woman in her forties, selling small items for needlework.

"Auntie, put a bag of embroidery needles, some of all kinds of buttons, and buy a little bit of hidden buttons. The thread also comes with a ...... per color."

Yang Guifeng was used to sewing and mending at home, and as soon as she opened her mouth in an orderly manner, Ye Zhenzhen could only be responsible for bargaining and paying for it on the side, and finally spent three yuan to buy a lot of buttons and needlework, and put them in the back basket with satisfaction.

"Guifeng, are you hungry? I feel a little hungry, there are buns sold over there, let's go buy two to eat, shall we? ”

Just thought of a new way to make money, Yang Guifeng couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

The buns sold over there seem to be still sauced meat, which is particularly fragrant, "There are so many people, it's too inconvenient for us to squeeze it with a basket on our backs." In this case, you give me five cents, and I'll buy buns, and you can wait for me here watching the back basket. ”

Gui Feng was right, Ye Zhenzhen took out the money from her purse and took out five cents and gave it to Gui Feng.

Gui Feng turned around and ran towards the bun stand.

Ye Zhenzhen just wanted to put the rest of the money back, but suddenly felt that the basket behind her was pushed, and she couldn't help but pounce on the ground.

One hand, the great unity in the hand suddenly rolled to the side.

She hurriedly raised her palm, which was a little numb on the ground, and was about to pick up the money, when she saw a figure flash quickly in front of her, and then her great unity was gone.