Reborn 80's wife is sassy and hot

Wang Mingxia was very touched. She was very capable and went out carrying more than 30 kilograms of biscuits.

Wang Guifen was dissatisfied at the beginning, but now, the more she looks at Wang Mingxia, the more satisfied she becomes.

Wang Mingxia has a gentle temperament and is hard-working, which won her heart.

There is still a lot of flour at home. Shi Xiaolin still wants to buy more flour and sugar. She can't buy too many eggs this season, otherwise they will go bad. Therefore, there are forty or fifty eggs left, so Shi Xiaolin follows

Wang Guifen said: "Mom, I'm going to the village to buy some eggs!"

Wang Guifen hurriedly washed her hands: "I'd better go, you're not familiar with the village! By the way, get me some cucumbers, and get me a few of the loofahs I just picked!"

"Mom, what are you doing with these?"

Shi Xiaolin went to the kitchen and packed some cucumbers and loofahs for her, carried them in a basket and handed them to Wang Guifen.

"Send some to Tao Zi's mother! Tao Zi is not at home. Your father said that their vegetable garden is full of grass and there are no vegetables. Your second brother and third brother are not at home to eat, and you are always running away and can't eat.

There are so many dishes, I’ll send some to his house!”

Shi Xiaolin was making biscuits at home with the door closed, because the food she made was so fragrant that the dogs and cats in the village liked to come and eat it because of the smell, so she kept the door closed but unlocked it.

The charcoal was burned and then sent to the bakery so that the biscuits could be baked. On a hot day, Shi Xiaolin was covered in sweat, so she wore thinner clothes. The sweat soaked her clothes, and the clothes underneath her were looming.

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When Shi Guangmei and Mrs. Shi came, they happened to see such a scene.

Mrs. Shi has always disliked Shi Xiaolin. When Shi Guangmei saw Shi Xiaolin's charming body and flushed face, she looked as if she had just taken a bath and was wet with lotus.

Mrs. Shi's face suddenly fell: "Indiscretion!"

Shi Guangmei hurriedly tugged at her clothes, and she greeted Shi Xiaolin with a smile: "Xiaolin? Are you busy?"

Shi Xiaolin heard what Mrs. Shi said, but she didn't take it to heart. For a biased old woman like Mrs. Shi, she didn't care at all what she said.

Shi Xiaolin felt a little unhappy. Although she didn't lock the door, it was closed. If she went to someone else's house, wouldn't she know how to knock on the door?

Seeing that Shi Xiaolin didn't say anything, Shi Guangmei didn't feel embarrassed. She pulled Mrs. Shi to sit opposite Shi Xiaolin. Shi Xiaolin was too close to the fire. It was too hot in the dog days of summer and they couldn't stand it.

"Xiaolin, your family is selling biscuits recently? The business is pretty good, right? Xiaojun and the others went back and said that the biscuit business is very good. Are you making biscuits?" After Shi Guangmei finished speaking, he swallowed quietly, it was really good.

Fragrant, the smell of this biscuit is so sweet and fragrant that she will never forget it.

"Sister-in-law, do you have a problem with me?"

Shi Guangmei looked at Mrs. Shi: "It's not a big deal. I heard that you sell biscuits. You also know that your uncle's family has opened a small shop to support our family. I heard that the biscuits sold by your family are

, your uncle asked me to ask you if you can sell some biscuits to our family?"

It turns out that this is the case. Shi Xiaolin was still thinking about it just now. The procedures for setting up a factory are complete. Now she only needs to rent a piece of land and build a factory to start production. What about sales next?

This is also a question. If these people in the village go out to sell in bulk, how much can they sell from a factory?

Therefore, finding cooperation with merchants is the right way.

"Of course!" Shi Xiaolin answered simply, "Sister-in-law, did uncle tell you how many biscuits you want?"

Shi Guangmei thought for a while, "Your uncle said, let's take a look at about ten pounds first, because the biscuits cannot be stored for a long time and will become damp, so there can't be more!"

Shi Xiaolin went outside and picked up a few packaged biscuits: "I used to be afraid of moisture, but now I'm not afraid of it. Sister, this is a packaging bag I found from somewhere else. With this packaging bag to isolate the air, the biscuits will not get damp. It's okay."

There should be no problem if you store it for half a year or even a year, and it won’t change the taste of the biscuits!”

Shi Guangmei stared at the packaging bag for a long time. The Chen family's store has this kind of packaging paper. For example, the malted milk powder is packaged in packaging bags. The price is not cheap!

"Then this price..."

"This packaging is quite expensive, so I get fifty cents per pound! Sister, let me weigh you!"

Shi Xiaojun said that the biscuits Shi Xiaolin wholesaled to them cost two yuan per pound. After they carried them out, how much did they cost per piece? He had calculated that if a biscuit cost two cents, ten biscuits would pay back the original price, but a pound was more than ten yuan.

Biscuits, so he can earn two or three yuan per pound. In other words, if he sells them and pays the capital, he can still earn more than ten or twenty yuan.

Shi Guangmei was so excited that she hurried back to find Mrs. Shi at Shi Xiaolin's house.

"My relative, how much does it cost per pound?"

Mrs. Shi finally spoke, but her tone was accusing.

Shi Xiaolin knew what Mrs. Shi meant by this. Shi Guangmei was her aunt. It meant that if you sold it to your aunt, could it be for the same price?

"Milk, let me tell you the truth. At first, I didn't even think about wholesale of these biscuits. After all, we can sell them in towns and counties. The business is not bad and we can earn more! You can see

Many people in the village can't make money, so I decided to sell it wholesale. It's harder for everyone, but we can make a lot of money! So, at this price, our family wouldn't make money at all!"

"Then you are still making money!" Old Mrs. Shi said in a strange tone, "Just tell me, is your sister-in-law the same as outsiders?"

Mrs. Shi uttered the word "outsider" repeatedly, but Shi Xiaolin pretended not to understand: "No matter who it is, we are all the same! This is the capital of our family, milk. If you think it is expensive, forget it! Just right.

There are no more biscuits at home, they are all sold out today!”

Shi Guang was so beautiful that she hurriedly stepped forward to please Shi Xiaolin: "Xiaolin, my sister-in-law has postcards she brought back from abroad. Have you seen the postcards? You must not have seen them. I will give you one when the time comes, okay?"

Shi Xiaolin twitched her lips, "Postcards, I've seen them at the post office. By the way, sister-in-law, do you have any stamps? I prefer stamps to postcards. If you have stamps, I can give you a cheaper price!"

Shi Guangmei couldn't come to Taiwan, and Shi Xiaolin was not polite to her at all. People didn't like postcards at all, but she liked stamps.

Mrs. Shi was angry, "Shi Xiaolin, don't forget, we are a family! You and your sister-in-law are full blood, and you are talking about money with your own family. I think you have really fallen in love with money!"

"I must be looking for money. Our family has owed a lot of foreign debt over the years. If we don't look for money, how can we repay the debt?"

Seeing that Mrs. Shi's words didn't work, Shi Guangmei became a little anxious: "Xiaolin, do you think this will work? It's two yuan a pound. How many pounds can you sell to me first?"