Rebirth in the College Entrance Examination: Making a fortune with rough men

Chapter 54 House 54 obtained

Wang Xinfeng watched the elm branches rise, and rushed forward to greet them happily.

"Zhizhi, wake up. Come on, mom brought you hot water. Wash yourself and warm yourself quickly. Mom also steamed egg custard for you. Eat more. Look, you haven't eaten much in the past two days and you've lost weight again. Let's hold on for a while.

Bear with me, when the house is settled, mom will plant some green vegetables for you."

"Thank you, Mom. Don't be too busy. I can do it myself. I can smell the aroma of the steamed buns. Are the steamed buns ready?"

"Okay, okay, do you want Zhizhi to be eaten? If so, mom will get it."

"I want to eat one. Mom's steamed steamed buns are delicious."

Wang Xinfeng was so coaxed that she was elated: "Okay, wait. Ye Zi, come over and help."

"Here we come," Sang Ye was so excited that she jumped up and down, wishing she could fly away and never come back. Anyway, as long as she was not allowed to do her homework, she would be happy doing anything. Every minute she could waste was a minute.

Sang Ye watched with cold eyes as Sang Ye made various small moves and thought carefully, but she was not in a hurry. Anyway, she had to finish today's homework even if it was midnight.

However, growing side dishes...

Mulberry thought of the bottle of water that Yuzhi gave him. He had used a lot of medicines to research it, but had gained nothing. The results showed that it was just ordinary water.

If you use it to grow vegetables and then study vegetables...you can try it.

Otherwise, the whole family would not feel at ease just drinking it.

Sang Ye helped to move the half-person-high cage from the pot. The little girl looked cute and pretty, but in fact she was a big old man. She was not afraid of being burned or heavy.

Wang Xinfeng borrowed the steamer and the big iron pot from a state-owned hotel early in the morning, so he gave up a bowl of rice noodles.

However, the old lady has only been here for two days, and she has figured out the ways here, and she is living a prosperous life, and she is also very capable.

For a change, it's my first time to live in a big city like the Imperial Capital, and I might be so timid that I don't even dare to go out.

I put the pot in the basket and opened the lid. The aroma of the steamed bun became even stronger, spreading all over the world.

Regardless of how hot the mulberry leaf was, he stuffed one into his mouth, which made Wang Xinfeng scold him for a while.

Mulberry Ye smiled playfully and didn't care, and stuffed another one in. It was so hot that he couldn't bear to vomit.

Wang Xinfeng was so angry that he went up to beat him with firewood and sticks. Sang Ye ran like crazy, and the grandfather and grandson were chasing each other in the yard.

Sangwei slowly picked up two steamed buns and put them into a bowl, brought them to Yuzhi, then took one himself and sat at the door, eating it in small bites. He ate it elegantly, as if what he was eating was not steamed buns but steak.

With clear black and white eyes, he calmly looked at Sang Ye trying to delay time. Well, he was not in a hurry. Someone would be anxious when the time comes.

Yuzhi was also eating and watching the fun. Others in the yard looked at the family, wishing they could break each one into ten and eat the steamed buns as snacks for ten days and a half, which made their teeth itch with hatred.

The gap between us is so big, and we say that we are from the countryside. Are you lying? Are the country people so rich?

After Yuzhi finished eating, he got up and went to wash the dishes.

Sangpao's eyes were quick and his hands were about to pick it up, but Yuzhi dodged him: "Xiaobao, just be obedient and do your own thing. Mom will wash the two bowls by herself. You won't be tired."

Sang Bao frowned: "The water is cold."

Yuzhi smiled: "It's okay, there is hot water, don't worry."

She stretched out her hand and rubbed the boy's head. Her son began to care about her. Yuzhi was very happy and went to the sink with a smile.

The tips of Mulberry's ears turned suspiciously red. She secretly touched the area where the elm branches had rubbed her, and she always felt hot and soft.

After Yuzhi washed the dishes, he picked up the almost cold steamed buns and put them in the frame. Seeing that his grandfather and grandson were still running, he was worried that Wang Xinfeng would be tired, so he quickly shouted to stop: "Mom, come quickly, I have something to ask you for help."

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Wang Xinfeng glared at Mulberry Ye, turned around and ran towards Yuzhi: "Here you go, whatever Zhizhi wants to do, just tell mom not to do this work and burn you carefully."

Yuzhi refused to argue with the old lady and asked her to snatch the frame and move it into the house.

"I bought cloth yesterday and want to make clothes. I will draw two pictures for you. Take a look and see if you can understand them. If you can, just follow them. If you don't understand, just ask me."

The old lady was quick with her hands and feet. She hid the steamed bun frame in a few seconds and warned the mulberry leaves not to eat it secretly. She took Yu Zhi's hand with a smile and said, "Okay, mom is the best at making clothes. Zhi Zhi can just paint."

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law went into the house and sat on the kang to discuss clothes.

Sang Ye moved back regretfully, and when she met Sang Bao's smiling eyes, she suddenly felt her scalp numb. She wanted to find another brother.

In the room, Yuzhi simply sketched the shape with a pencil. With just a few strokes, the prototype was ready.

She studied music, chess, calligraphy and painting, Yuzhi Metropolis, for the first sixteen years.

In painting, I am especially good at simple sketches. I haven’t done it for a long time and I don’t feel unfamiliar at all.

I was quite satisfied with my finished product, but it had no color and didn’t look very impressive. I showed it to Wang Xinfeng and said, “Mom, look at it, can you understand it?”

Wang Xinfeng is illiterate, but he has no problem reading pictures. He is quite talented and can understand things at a glance.

"You can understand, this is the front, this is the splicing point, this is the size...right? Mom can't understand this size. Zhizhi, you measure the width of mom's thumb and index finger, and then tell mom, you need to

A few widths, Mom will know."

The old lady didn't know the numbers, so she only guessed the money receipt based on the color of the picture on it.

Yuzhi measured the old lady's hand as instructed. The old lady's palm was thick, wider than an eighty-eighth, and a full inch longer than Yuzhi, which was six inches long.

Then Yuzhi changed the size of the clothes, changed Wang Xinfeng's measurement method, and explained it to her.

The old lady understood it immediately and has a good memory.

"Mom, I understand, don't worry, I can definitely make it. The dress Zhizhi drew is really nice, and it will definitely look nice when made." As she said this, she went to pick out a piece of fabric that Yuzhi bought.

"Use this piece to make it. This piece is the most suitable. Then use some of this material for splicing. What do you think of Zhizhi?"

Yuzhi was very surprised by Wang Xinfeng's talent. She has her own unique talents in color matching and style aesthetics. She nodded repeatedly: "Okay, Mom can match the colors better than me. Mom is really good. Just do what you said. It will definitely look good."

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"Mom, I think so. Yesterday, Ye Zi and I went out and saw a lot of people doing business secretly. Although we don't advocate clarity yet, business will definitely have to be liberalized sooner or later."

"So, I thought we would make more clothes and sell them when the time comes. Mom's craftsmanship is good, her matching is good, her vision is unique, and the clothes she makes are good-looking. There are many rich people in the capital, so she will definitely be able to sell them for money."

"When we move to a new house, we will buy a sewing machine. I looked at it yesterday and it is not expensive. With the sewing machine, the speed will increase. I can make more and sell more."

Wang Xinfeng went out to buy groceries for the past two days to get familiar with the surrounding area and the imperial capital. She also saw those who secretly carried burdens and pushed carts to do business.

At first I was worried about them, but after looking at it for two days, I found that everyone turned a blind eye and those people made a lot of money.

They said they were doing it secretly, but no one caught them. It seemed that they had really relaxed. Maybe it won't be long before business can really be liberalized.

Selling clothes as Yuzhi said can definitely be done, but can her rural craftsmanship really be done?

"Zhizhi, how about we find someone who is good at making clothes? Mom, I don't have confidence. What if others dislike it and don't buy it?"

"How could it be possible? Mom's craftsmanship is so good that no one else can grab it. If someone really doesn't know the goods, we will wear it ourselves. Anyway, it won't be a loss."

"Mom, just do it. We will all go to school in the future. If you have nothing to do at home, do this. It's not just for selling money. You can just pass the time."

"You save the money after selling it. When you have time in the future, we can use the money to play around and eat everywhere. Isn't it so beautiful?"

Wang Xinfeng was moved by what Yuzhi said, and she also said it funny: "This child, Mom doesn't need any money, she can really sell it. All the money will be given to Zhizhi, and she can buy nice clothes and jewelry for Zhizhi, and go eat delicious food."

"Okay, let's buy it all, the whole family. After all, mom earns the money, so she can spend it as she pleases. Our old lady is very capable. She could farm in the countryside to support the family. Now that she's in the big city, she can make clothes and sell them for money.

Raise a family, live a good life wherever you go, and envy others to death."

Wang Xinfeng was so amused that she burst into laughter: "I haven't received the money yet, so this girl is going to wear a high hat for my mother. Okay, my mother will do it. Just draw Zhizhi, and my mother will do whatever you want."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work."

"Why bother? Mom is happy." She is really happy.

Coming to the imperial capital where she was unfamiliar with the place and where prices were extremely high, Wang Xinfeng felt very panicked. She was thinking about doing something every day to earn two dollars to support her family. Yesterday she saw some rag pickers, so she originally thought about going with them.

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She was also worried that no one would take care of her at home, so she thought of waiting for Yuzhi and the others to go to school before she went.

Now I'm fine, I have work to do. Although I don't know if it will be possible, it's still something to look forward to.

If it really doesn't work, it's too late for her to pick up rags.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were happily wailing in the house. Sang Ye poked her brother: "Did you hear that, in this family, those two are the only ones who are related? The three of us were picked up from the garbage."

Sang Bao glanced at his sister expressionlessly: "Whether you kissed him or picked him up, you can't finish your homework today and won't even get any sleep. If you dare to leave it until tomorrow, I will give you double the amount for more than three days."

, I will ask for help, and you will be without meat for at least three days. So, you can delay, I am not in a hurry."

Sang Ye... This dog brother just wants to crush her to death because he knows how to make her angry.

I poked at the pencil bitterly, and the refill broke, and a hole was poked out of the book underneath the paper.

Sang Ye's heart skipped a beat and she secretly thought that her brother loved books more than he loved her. Oh, no, her brother didn't love her.

My eyes were rolling, and I finally thought of an excuse: "Brother, let me tell you, the man who went to the mall yesterday spent a lot of money to buy things. In a short time, he spent dozens of dollars. I look at the old man alone in our family.

No, do you think we can also think of a way to make money?"

With an expressionless face, Sang Ye took out the book she tried to hide from under Sang Ye's hand and thought about Sang Ye's problem seriously.

Money does need to be earned, but they don't need to worry about it for the time being.

With clear black and white eyes, he looked at the book with five pages torn, and opened his eyes faintly.

A chill ran down Sang Ye's spine, and he tried to fool around with a silly smile: "Brother, do you have any ideas? Just tell me, I'll do it, you don't have to do it, I'll do all the heavy work."

Sang Bao chuckled: "I think... I'll take out another test paper."

Mulberry leaves... Brother Dog, I don’t want it anymore, I don’t want it anymore, it’s so annoying.

At noon, Sang Dazhuang hurriedly came back and said that Qinglian had gone to see the child. The son, who was in his forties, looked exactly the same as when she met the gangster. There was no doubt that he was the child of her.

When the gangster learned that a large family had nothing to pay for and was unwilling to have a child from a relative or friend, so as not to involve too much in the future, he wanted to buy one from outside.

So as soon as his son was born, he sold it and used the money from the sale to gamble. It was not far away, in the imperial capital, so it was easy to find it.

Qinglian has been looking for him herself over the years, but she couldn't find him because she didn't have any connections, and with her status, she didn't have anyone to help her, so it was very difficult to find him.

In addition, the wealthy family suffered a disaster not long after they bought the child. The head of the wealthy family died, and the property was divided among relatives and friends. No one cared about a child bought from outside, and naturally no one knew the child's life or death.

The child was actually very lucky. He was thrown outside the city. After going through several hands, he was finally adopted by an ordinary family in the city. Although he had lived in poverty these past few years, he was lucky to have a good life.

When I got there today and saw someone, Qinglian didn't say anything at the time. After taking a look at her from a distance, she said she would go back and go through the house procedures.

If Sang Dazhuang and others didn't ask her why she didn't recognize each other, it was their business and their goal was just the house.

The price has been negotiated, and the house is no longer usable. What we bought is actually a piece of land, and the asking price is 10,000.

Whether it's expensive or not, after all, the location and prospects are there. If you have a little bit of brains, you won't sell it if you don't encounter any problems.

It's not cheap either. How many people can afford 10,000 yuan these days?

It can only be said that Sang Dazhuang is lucky and capable.

If you spend 10,000 yuan to buy a house, you will have to spend at least 4,000 to 5,000 yuan to build it.

In an unfamiliar imperial capital, materials and labor are expensive. If Li Gan hadn't been there, it would have been even more expensive.

Sang Dazhuang took the money and ran away. He was really busy. He had to build a house before school started.

Yuzhi felt sorry for the man and decided to stew two dried fish at night.

Opposite the Imperial University, at the entrance of Huangjiao Alley, Wan Zhanping was still sitting under the Huangjiao tree. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows as he watched the workers moving in and out to move materials and clean up waste. The familiar strong bear was directing inside.

I really let this kid take it down. Tsk, I didn’t realize that a rough guy from the countryside has some skills, but he has to be guarded.

Sang Dazhuang held a steamed bun in his mouth and instructed the workers how to put the materials. These things were made with great effort and there was no need to be careless.

By the way, he walked over to the old man and stuffed a steamed bun for him. His movements were very familiar and he didn't treat the old man as an outsider at all: "Old man, if you eat my steamed bun, you have to help me watch more. Anyway, you have free time."

To be idle is to be idle."

"Also, those Meng family members are here. Just give me a shout. Don't worry, you old arms and legs. I won't let you go up and fight with others. Just give me a shout so that I don't beat you wrongly.

people."

Wan Zhanping didn't eat the steamed buns, nor did he throw them away. He was so angry that he was breathing heavily. This was the first time in his old age that he had encountered such an rude brat.

"You, you, you, you little bastard, who do you think I am? Why should I show you the place? You just want me to do things for you. I'm going to blind you." His gray beard curled up.

Obviously very angry.