The land of the industrial and commercial bureaus in each area is about to be flattened by the masses, and there are too many people pouring in. Therefore, new regulations have been introduced, which not only benefit the people but also reduce the work of the bureau.

It wasn't that news, and they didn't dare to do that in the bureau, because now the restoration of the market economy is the trend of the times, and the opening up step by step is even more popular with the people.

The leader has asked for instructions, and it is fully in line with the regulations.

The masses were still skeptical: "Really? ”

Staff: "Don't worry, as long as you abide by the regulations of the street office, whoever doesn't let you set up a stall and make trouble will report to the public security!" ”

"The police don't care, you come here again."

These days, the staff of the Industrial and Commercial Bureau have not been idle, and they have gone to the street offices of various streets, and their confessions are about to wear out.

When the big guys were gone, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

On the first Saturday after the school holidays, a long street was set up at the corner of the sloping street, with small stalls on both sides, and a few meters in the middle for the big guys to pass and pick up their goods.

Wood carving, real flowers, silk flowers, bamboo baskets, mash, rice cakes, eggs, shoe repair, and various agricultural and sideline products.

Although there is no dazzling array of supermarket goods in the future, these things still look dazzling in front of you.

Grandma Zhang next door was sitting on the side holding her baby, and her mother-in-law was spitting and selling flowers, her face was full of joy.

Someone from the street office patrols the area, holding a pen and paper to register the information of each vendor one by one.

The peasants who live in the suburbs of Beijing are all farmers who live in the suburbs of Beijing and do not live in the surrounding areas, and the neighborhood office does not prevent them from selling things, but there will be no shortage of people who should register and be instructed.

Looking around, this street entrance looks like it is beginning to take shape.

It didn't take long for Wang Sumei to sell out all the head flowers, she took the money and turned her head to Jiang Xinyu and said, "I'll go buy a mat and watch and buy some food." You hold the child and go back with your grandmother Zhang first, and I'll cook some food and we'll eat together. ”

Grandma Zhang was happy to see her, and she was somewhat infected by her, and the wrinkles on her face were full of smiles.

"Grandma Zhang, I have to thank you for helping us watch the children."

Grandma Zhang shook her head, "What's that, I don't look at it every day, I don't come, your mother-in-law can also watch him, this kid is well-behaved, he doesn't make noise or noise when he sets up a stall, but his eyes are dripping and turning, and he looks very smart." ”

Before her mother-in-law came back from shopping, Wu Hongmei knocked on the courtyard door.

"Xiao Jiang, this is the strip of cloth that your mother-in-law wanted, and I sent it to you."

Wu Hongmei is a little weak-hearted, her mother-in-law has mastered the technique of sewing large intestine flowers, and the strips of cloth she brought back were selected by her mother-in-law, and she felt that it was too ugly, so she picked up some bright and good-looking ones and put them back, but compared to the old-fashioned strips of cloth, the bright colors are a minority after all.

"How much money, I'll give it to you now."

This big bag can be pressed and heavy, and the amount can be a lot.

Wu Hongmei whispered: "Just give three yuan." ”

Jiang Xinyu was a little surprised, this is also too cheap.

She gave the money and said with a smile, "It's troublesome Sister Hongmei." ”

Wu Hongmei's heart is even more empty, she doesn't know how she will interact with this family when her mother-in-law robs business next week. She knew that this might be the last time she would deal with Wang Sumei's family, so she gave a lot more, and she asked for the cost price.

"Don't get in the way, I'll go back first if I still have something to do."

Wu Hongmei left in a hurry, and Jiang Xinyu opened the bag to see.

Grandma Zhang also came over to take a look, and when she saw that they were all black, gray and blue, she wrung her brows and said, "These colors are not easy to sell." ”

Those who are willing to spend a dime on a head flower are young girls, and those who are a little older will not think that it is cost-effective to buy a dime for a head flower. Which young girl doesn't like to be pretty? These colors are certainly not to the liking of young girls.

Jiang Xinyu remembered Wu Hongmei's strange appearance just now, and felt a little playful in her heart, whether it was what she thought would be verified next weekend.

After Wang Sumei came back, she cooked in a hurry, and before Chen Yi came back after cooking, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law and Grandma Zhang ate together.

After eating, Grandma Zhang didn't leave, and it looked like she had something to say.

"Su Mei, if you are short of seams, can you let me help you?"

Grandma Zhang came to visit the door every day, but she knew that Wang Sumei had been sewing for a week and was sold out in one day today.

Wang Sumei was stunned, "You are not young at this age, what should you do if your eyes are blurry when you sew things every day?" ”

There was no refusal, Grandma Zhang showed a little smile on her face, she hurriedly waved her hand, "It's not in the way, I sew less every day, just sew during the day, and nothing can happen to my eyes." ”

Wang Sumei gestured: "A head spends a penny? ”

Grandma Zhang nodded like pounding garlic, "Yes, I promise that I won't teach others your technique of sewing hair flowers." ”

Wang Sumei sat in the courtyard and sewed the flowers when she sewed her hair, and she didn't hide it from anyone at all.

She can figure out how to make the head flower herself, and others can learn to buy it and dismantle it at home, what can it be wasted?

When Grandma Zhang left, Jiang Xinyu told her about the strip of cloth.

Wang Sumei poured out most of it and flipped it over, and when she saw the color of the cloth, her face collapsed.

"Mom, you can learn to sew large intestine flowers yourself, and others can also learn it, and it is very likely that you will not be the first one in this business in the future, and it will not be as good as today."

Wang Sumei nodded: "It's not in the way, it can be sold for a day." I'll talk about it when I can't sell it. ”

She dared to ask Aunt Wang next door to help her sew hair flowers, so she knew that this business would not be unique in the future.

Jiang Xinyu felt that her mother-in-law's mentality was quite good.

Seeing that she frowned when she picked up those ugly strips of cloth, Jiang Xinyu picked up a black and a red one and said, "Mom, if you want these strips of cloth to sell well, you can also figure out how to nest the colors together to make a pattern on the wrapped side, and you can also cut out the pattern of flowers and bows and sew them on the top..."

She paused as she spoke.

These ugly colors and ugly cloths are still ugly when they are mixed together, and these things still have to be innovated, and she really has a rusty brain to come up with this idea for her mother-in-law.

Even if her mother-in-law made a new trick on her head, could she guarantee that there would be no imitators at that time?

Forget it, the most source problem is the fabric problem, the color of the fabric is not good-looking, and the whole work is in vain.

Before she finished her words, Wang Sumei thought about it, "You're right, I'm thinking about it, and it's easy to sell if it's good." ”

Jiang Xinyu didn't know how long her spirit could last, after all, people are addicted to making money, and she knew it when she was in the pastry business in the countryside.

Wang Sumei finished packing up her things and poured out all the change in the small cloth bag she sewed, "I haven't counted how much I sold today." ”

When counting the money, Chen Yi came back on a bicycle and dressed in starlight.

"Ten dollars and eight cents, hey, I really don't earn less in a day today!"