After the start of school, Jiang Xinyu only had time to go to the shop once a week, and every day the store would leave a fixed amount of twenty cents of change for change, and Wang Sumei would take back the rest of the business money, count it and write it down in the account book, and then lock it in a drawer.

The largest denomination was ten dollars of great unity, and there were five thousand two hundred yuan in the drawer, and if they did not give the courtyard two thousand dollars, they would have more than seven thousand in their hands.

Jiang Xinyu tied up the money with a rubber band, put it all into her schoolbag, and said to her mother-in-law, "Mom, I used the money in your passbook to make up 2,000 for you first, and the remaining part will be used for the next purchase. I've got it all in the ledger, so if you have any questions, just ask me."

She thought it would be useful to have her mother-in-law count the money every day and register it, at least her mother-in-law would be able to read the accounts now.

Wang Sumei felt that her son and daughter-in-law had divided the accounts with her too clearly, so she waved her hand and said, "That passbook for you to keep is to let you take care of the family's accounts, and I can rest assured that you can collect all the money in the family."

She is not afraid that her daughter-in-law will give money to her mother's family, her daughter-in-law's mother's family is a Xiaochuan who came halfway, Chen Xiuyun's salary is enough to support the two of them, and she is not a person who will reach out to her daughter to ask for money, if something really happens, she should help.

It is all a family, and if the daughter-in-law is not dissatisfied, the family relationship will be more harmonious.

"I used to watch TV, which province came, someone in the village contracted a pig farm, and pig raising became a 10,000 yuan household."

Jiang Xinyu smiled and said, "Next month, our family will be able to become a 10,000 yuan household."

The store has been open for less than three months, and the sales have exceeded 10,000, but the purchase and various expenses make them not have so much money in their hands.

Wang Sumei had regret in her eyes, "If I were still in the village, I would also contract the pig farm in the team, raise it with 100 heads, and it would be 10,000 yuan by the end of the year."

She really regrets that she has raised pigs in the team for so many years, and she is best at raising pigs.

Jiang Xinyu carried the cloth bag containing the money in front of her, and picked up the child again, "Mom, go save money first, and then go to the store."

There are less than 2,000 shortfalls in the passbook, and they will be able to fill it up next month.

In the open space behind the market shop, Jin Fuhai was busy with his daughter-in-law Zhang Qiaoqiao.

An oversized iron pot was propped up on the ground, and the fragrance of fried badam wafted far away.

When there were not many customers in the store, Song Yahui came to Wang Sumei at the back and said that there were rats in the warehouse, and Badamu had been gnawed a lot, and several bags had been bitten.

Jiang Xinyu's first reaction was to get a cat back and keep it in the warehouse, and make a nest for it in it, so as to ensure that the mice would not dare to run rampant again.

When Wang Sumei scolded the mouse, the old man who delivered peanuts pedaled the tricycle to the door.

The tricycle was full, and the rope was tied up and fell.

As I said before, I would send dozens of kilograms first, but more than 200 kilograms were pulled over by a truck.

Wang Sumei was dumbfounded, didn't this old man say last time that it was not easy to collect dozens of kilograms, after all, there are not many of these things planted in the land reserved by every household.

The old man rubbed his hands and smiled: "I asked in our village and the next village, some of the family are willing to sell, it is not easy to go to the city, you have to ride for more than three hours, and it is not easy to borrow a car.

The purchase price in the shop here is four cents, and the overall purchase price is three cents and eight cents, and he gives others three cents and eight cents, and the people in the village are willing to sell it to him, and the money in his hand is not enough, so he borrows a lot.

He calculated, if it goes well, he will send all the goods out on this trip, and he will earn one and a half cents for one pound, three yuan for one hundred kilograms, and six yuan for two hundred kilograms.

"We really don't have too many goods in our shop, but we have to look at the quality of your peanuts." Jiang Xinyu asked Song Yahui to unload the goods first, and then pick one out of it after weighing, and then reduce it after picking it out.

The old man and Song Yahui carried the bag together, "Don't worry, these peanuts are dry, and there is no soil, and I picked the bad ones before harvesting them."

After weighing, a total of 248 kilograms were poured on the big dustpan and pulled for a while, and a total of one pound was picked out and there was obviously a problem.

Jiang Xinyu paid one hundred and ninety-eight yuan for the goods, and the old man went on a trip to make money

Seven bucks.

The old man was excited to collect the money, in the past, he carried the goods to the city to sell peanuts, and he could sell several pieces a day, but he had to stay up all day long when he got up early and was greedy for darkness, and he was inevitably anxious when he sat in front of the stall.

Now, if he collects and sells goods to the store in the future, he won't have to worry about setting up a stall every day to sit in the stall and boil people.

After the payment was settled, Jiang Xinyu asked, "These are all peanuts grown in your own land, right?"

Her family dares to collect peanuts in the field, if it is in the public land, then it can't be collected, but if the money is given, it is an afterthought.

The old man stuffed the money back into his pocket, "It is reserved for each family, and every household does not grow much, and there are sunflowers in other townships, if you want it, I will collect it."

Wang Sumei nodded without hesitation, "Collect, as long as the quality is good, I will accept peanuts, melon seeds and walnuts in my shop, and if there are hairy chestnuts, we will also accept them."

The more types of dried fruit shops are, the more attractive they are to customers.

Every household in the city of peanuts and melon seeds does not have much share every month, and they are definitely easy to sell in the shop.

Jin Fuhai already had the realization that he was a guy in the shop, and said, "I'll fry a pot of peanuts in a while, right?"

In the past few days, he has fried all Badamu, and the stock of the fried is enough to sell for many days.

Wang Sumei nodded, thinking that the taste of his fried peanuts was no different from that of Badam, but she didn't expect to be shocked by the taste when it came out of the pot.

The salty fragrance has a slightly spicy taste, although the spicy taste is not heavy, but the fragrance is really different.

Jin Fuhai saw that she liked it, and took the opportunity to say: "This is with a shell, if you don't have a shell, fry it in oil, it will taste more fragrant and spicy, you can't stop eating a bite, and it's best to use it for wine!" My dad stir-fries a pot every Chinese New Year, boss, do you want to do that? Whoever eats that has to give a thumbs up!"

Wang Sumei: "Do you want to use oil? Still want to peel the shell? There are also a lot of seasonings used, so how much should I set the selling price?"

She doesn't like to do it, the store sells these dried fruits, fry them in oil, where does that large amount of oil come from?

Jin Fuhai saw that she was not interested, so he had to rest, "Then I'll fry a pot for you during the New Year, and I'll eat it during the New Year."

At noon, Grandma Zhang touched the shop and sent the letter sent by Ding Changhai to the stone alley.

Jiang Xinyu beckoned her to sit down and eat peanuts, and asked her if her granddaughter's job had been found.

Grandma Zhang shook her head and muttered: "The Educated Youth Office arranged a job of sweeping the streets, she didn't want to do it, I said let her sell insoles, she didn't go, saying that she saw a small advertisement posted somewhere, tutoring people can make money, and now she wants to show people primary school students to teach homework and tutoring, and make a small class..."