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Because the company was very busy, Zhao Yong had to rush back, and the couple could not stay at home for dinner.

Wang Xiaojuan couldn't bear to let her daughter and son-in-law leave like this. No matter which meal it was, she insisted on cooking a meal and fried Li Manjun's favorite spicy chicken for the two of them to finish before leaving.

During this period, Li Dawei took Li Manjun and his wife to the original site of the soy sauce factory. The foundation of the welfare house was already being laid, and some materials were shipped. The house would be built soon.

There is no model of the house, and no one can see the layout of the house. It is only said that when it is completed, everyone will draw lots to choose the house.

Now the finance department has begun to collect the purchase fee for welfare housing, which is divided into two levels according to the size of the area and the price.

One is what Li Dawei said before. It is an 80-square-meter suite with a separate bathroom and kitchen. The house area is the actual area of ​​the suite. There is no communal area, and the fee is 5,500.

One is a 45-square-meter small suite that was recently proposed. There is a public toilet on each floor and costs 2,800 yuan.

Li Dawei asked Li Manjun again for her opinion and asked her if she wanted to join the family to get a big suite.

If money is tight now, he and Wang Xiaojuan will pay for a small apartment themselves. After all, opportunities are rare and you have to get one no matter what.

The main reason is that he and Wang Xiaojuan don't know how much money Li Manjun has in hand, and they have paid three thousand yuan for Li Lijun's tuition. Such a huge sum of money has already been spent, and they are embarrassed to urge their daughter to jointly pay for it. Large suite.

Li Manjun listened quietly to what his father said without thinking at all, "Dad, as we agreed before, just take the big one."

Before Li Dawei could ask whether she was tight-lipped, Li Manjun asked: "Dad, can you still handle Lijun's living expenses?"

Li Dawei nodded hurriedly, "Okay, okay, don't worry about it!"

Afraid that Li Manjun was still worried about her sister's studies, she hurriedly said: "Now that Lijun has passed the high school entrance examination, your mother said that she is going to open a laundry shop and sell some fabrics that she used to get from the factory to make some sleeves. I can’t make a few bucks from selling insoles, but I can still make money for buying food and rice at home.”

Li Manjun felt relieved, and she felt relieved.

When going home for dinner, Li Manjun also suggested to Wang Xiaojuan: "We can also buy some more needlework, rubber bands, and buttons to sell together. The purchase cost of small things is not high, and even if we can't sell them, we won't lose too much."

We have just come out of the hard times. Ninety-nine percent of the women in villages and towns can sew and make their own clothes, and they need needlework and buttons.

Wang Xiaojuan really didn't think so much about it. After listening to her daughter's suggestion, she took note of it and planned to give it a try when the time comes.

After Li Manjun and his wife returned to the city, Wang Xiaojuan made preparations for opening a store. She had already chosen the store. It didn't need to be big. The rent should be cheap and the location should be similar to minimize costs.

I brought the sewing machine from home, bought a second-hand ironing machine, and asked Li Dawei and Li Jianguo to make some bamboo poles for hanging clothes. Then I took the big snakeskin bag and went to the city to unload the goods.

Wang Xiaojuan didn't dare to buy too much, fearing she would lose money if she couldn't sell it, so she took a hundred meters of rubber bands, two boxes of buttons, and some needlework.

When passing by the clothing wholesale area, I also looked at the styles in other stores and wrote down the good-looking styles. I thought I would go back and figure out if I could make one myself. Maybe someone would like it?

When I finally went back, I was dazzled by a few floral silk scarves, and accidentally got ten of them.

On the day when the laundry officially opened, Li Dawei bought a small cannon and fired it in front of the door. The crackling sound lasted for more than ten seconds, and the business was opened simply.

It was a market day, and Wang Xiaojuan was still a little nervous. She placed all the goods in a conspicuous position at the entrance. She sat in front of the sewing machine, practicing her skills while paying attention to the passers-by outside the store.

Unexpectedly, within an hour, six of the ten floral silk scarves were sold, and soon at noon, all the remaining scarves had been picked up.

The women bought silk scarves and had to put on some buttons and mend some sewing. Throughout the whole day, the main business of laundry and mending in the store had no business at all. On the contrary, all these small side products were sold out.

Because the stock was not large, those who came late could only grab a few buttons. These buttons were different from those in the department stores in town. They were not solid black buttons, but colorful and came in many styles.

Looking at the hot-selling buttons and scarves, Wang Xiaojuan hurriedly wrote down the best-selling styles and went to the city early the next morning to stock up.

This time I bought more than last time. I took it back and put it on the display. Occasionally, people asked about the price of silk scarves, but because it was not a market day, the flow of people was much less. In addition, the price was a little expensive, at three yuan and five yuan a piece, and they could be sold in one day. It looks like two strips.

But those buttons, because many people didn't grab them the day before, Wang Xiaojuan cleared most of them as soon as he restocked.

When Wang Xiaojuan saw this situation, she put her main business aside and went to the city twice more, bringing back two big pockets full of buttons, all of which were very easy to sell.

Especially when going to the market, previous customers would bring all the aunts and sisters around. People from all over the country knew that there was a button shop in Heather Town that sold particularly good-looking buttons.

Small profits but quick turnover, one button may not seem to earn a cent, but thousands of buttons add up to a considerable sum.

The buttons had been sold for almost a month. When the accounts were settled at the end of the month, Wang Xiaojuan couldn't believe her eyes.

Li Dawei was reading the newspaper and heard the sound of breathing next to him. He glanced up under his glasses, "How much is it? You're not losing money, right? Your business is pretty good. All the female colleagues in our unit are here." You’ve bought it from the store several times.”

"No loss, no loss, profit!" Wang Xiaojuan excitedly took down the newspaper in front of him and put it aside, placing the old-fashioned abacus in front of him. Li Dawei was confused and didn't bother to look at the abacus, so he let her speak clearly.

Wang Xiaojuan took a deep breath and gestured with two fingers cheerfully.

"Two hundred?" Li Dawei's eyes lit up, "Okay, this is equivalent to one month's salary for him."

No, the wife shook her head and made a gesture.

It can't be 2,000 yuan. The buttons I got are not as many as 2,000 yuan. Li Dawei asked curiously: "How much is it?"

"Oh, you are so stupid. Well, if it's not two hundred, it's your two months' salary!"

Wang Xiaojuan brought the shoe box containing the money in front of her and hugged it, feeling very proud.

She now earns more than anyone working in the workplace!

Li Dawei's mood was complicated. He was happy and happy, but he always felt that his family status was no longer guaranteed.

But I am still very happy and encourage my wife to continue to work hard.

At the same time, he was relatively calm and told his ecstatic wife, "Next month, the novelty of the big guy will be over, and sales may decrease. Please take it easy when you get the goods."

"Okay, okay, I know, you don't have to say this." Wang Xiaojuan rolled her eyes at him, disappointed.

Li Dawei smiled helplessly and continued reading the newspaper.