On the Wedding Night In the 80s, the Sweet Wife Has Space

"Don't miss it when you pass by. The high-quality woolen gloves, hats, and scarves for export to domestic sales cost three yuan a set, and you can choose any style and color."

"Come on, let's take a look. The three-piece set only costs three yuan. The quantity is limited. If it's sold out, it will be closed."

"For three yuan, you can't buy it at a loss and you can't be fooled."

"The opportunity is too late to come again, miss today and wait another year."

The cold wind was accompanied by drizzle, which made people's hands and feet stiff and their noses were running. All passers-by were wrapped in thick cotton clothes, and their heads and faces were tightly surrounded by hats and scarves.

On such a cold day, Ling Chuanzhi's booth at the entrance of the clothing market was a hot scene.

Wrapped in an old military overcoat, Zhou Xiaowei stood on a one-meter-high chair, holding up a horn to attract customers loudly.

Feng Cuihua was in charge of keeping an eye on the stalls to prevent anyone from stealing them.

Ling Chuan had a canvas bag hanging on his chest, responsible for checking out and collecting money.

The three of them worked together in a division of labor and were very busy.

Feng Cuihua's eyes swept back and forth like radar, and suddenly she saw a familiar figure not far away, and quickly patted Ling Chuan who was bowing his head to settle accounts.

"Chuanzi, look who's coming!"

Ling Chuan raised his head, and when he saw Yunmo standing not far away, his black eyes, which were wet by the cold rain, instantly burst out with joy.

"daughter in law!"

Hearing his shout, the customers who bought things also turned back one after another.

"Hey, the young man is very lucky, the little daughter-in-law is so beautiful."

"That's right, she's pretty like a flower on a branch, and has a good temperament. She's a college student, right?"

Most of the people who bought things at the stalls were elderly aunts and uncles. When they saw Yunmo, they all kindly teased Ling Chuan.

Ling Chuan blushed slightly, but his joy and pride could not be concealed between his brows and eyes.

"My daughter-in-law is in her third year of high school this year and will take the college entrance examination next year."

"No wonder, she looks like a good girl who is educated and reasonable."

Ling Chuan chatted with the customer for a few words, and then told Feng Cuihua to watch the stall, while he ran to his wife in three steps at a time.

"Daughter-in-law, why are you here? Is there something at home?"

It was still raining in the sky, Ling Chuan left the range of the tent, and the top of his head and eyebrows were soon covered with fine raindrops.

Yunmo raised the umbrella subconsciously, trying to cover it for him.

Ling Chuan bent down and hid under the umbrella cooperatively, taking the cloth bag in her hand with his big hand.

The weight of the bag surprised Ling Chuan, "It's so heavy, what's in it?"

"Dumplings and mutton soup, it's cold, drink some soup to warm you up."

While talking, Yunmo took out a handkerchief and helped him wipe off the water droplets on his head and face.

Ling Chuan raised his face in enjoyment, and looked at his daughter-in-law with sparkling black eyes. Although it was a very cold day, his heart was warm like an oven.

"Where did you get the dumplings?"

"I bought dumpling wrappers, and I also bought a lamb foreleg. The meat was cut up and stuffed to make dumplings, and the bones were boiled for soup."

It was noon, and Ling Chuan, who had been busy all morning, was already hungry, but he had no time to buy food. When he heard that there were dumplings made by his wife and stewed mutton soup in the bag, he wished he could open it and try it immediately. taste.

"Daughter-in-law, have you eaten yet?"

Yunmo took back the handkerchief, "I'll eat when I go back, you should be busy, I'm leaving."

A faint sense of loss floated in Ling Chuan's heart.

Although he gets along day and night, he always feels that he can't see enough, wishing he could stay with his wife all the time.

But he couldn't bear his wife to stay and suffer from the cold. His daughter-in-law was delicate and frail, so what if she caught a cold?

Enduring the reluctance in his heart, he grabbed a handful of change from his canvas bag and stuffed it into his wife's hand, "Take a taxi and go home early for lunch."

Yunmo stuffed the money back into the canvas bag on his chest, "I have money with me."

Seeing the man staring straight at her, Yunmo's heart softened, and subconsciously said: "It's cold, eat dumplings while they're hot, and take care of your health no matter how busy you are."

"it is good."

"I'm leaving."

"it is good."

After Yunmo turned around and walked for a distance, she couldn't help but turn her head back, and found that the man was still standing there, like a wife-watching stone.

The corners of Yunmo's mouth couldn't help but turn up, then she turned around and left quickly.

It wasn't until Yunmo's back was out of sight that Ling Chuan turned back to the stall and called Zhou Xiaowei, who was yelling hard, to rest and eat.

The dumplings were packaged in iron lunch boxes, a total of three boxes, wrapped tightly in cotton clothes, and they were still warm when taken out.

The mutton soup is packed in a thermos pot, and when the lid is opened, the steaming smell of meat spreads out immediately.

"Wow, it smells so good."

Ling Chuan's throat moved, and he turned around to take over the work from Feng Cuihua.

"Aunt Cuihua, you go to eat."

Feng Cuihua had already smelled the aroma, glanced at the stool behind her, and declined, "Chuanzi, you eat first, and then come and replace me after you eat."

"Aunt Cuihua, you have a bad stomach, you should eat first."

Ling Chuan's stern face showed unquestionable persistence, and Feng Cuihua didn't refuse, she nodded gratefully at him, then walked to Zhou Xiaowei's side, picked up the lunch box and started eating.

Five minutes later, when Feng Cuihua and Zhou Xiaowei had finished eating, Ling Chuan stepped aside and began to eat lunch.

The delicious dumplings are eaten with hot and fragrant mutton soup, and the coldness in the whole body is dispelled in an instant, and the limbs and bones are full of warmth.

A week passed in a blink of an eye.

Two-thirds of the batch of gloves, hats and scarves that Ling Chuan brought back from Urumqi have been sold, making a total of more than 1,500.

"Daughter-in-law, here's the account for that batch of knitwear. I've done the math. Take a look."

Looking at the man's excited face, Yunmo also felt curiosity and anticipation.

When she saw the sum of profits, she also showed a smile on her face.

He made 1,500 yuan in seven days, and an average of over 200 a day, more than double the profit of the small jewelry business.

But it was also really hard work, being exposed to the wind, rain and cold every day, the man's hands and ears developed a lot of chilblains.

"Daughter-in-law, we still have two or three hundred pieces of hats and scarves, and a little more gloves, almost four hundred pairs. Looking at the situation this year, it should be cold for a while. Bring a batch of goods back to sell?"

"sure."

Contrary to the hot sales of gloves and hats, winter trinkets are not easy to sell. It's too cold, and everyone is wrapped up tightly when they go out, and they don't have the heart to look beautiful.

The trinkets that Ling Chuan brought back this time have only shipped one or two hundred pieces so far.

Instead of waiting for an opportunity, it is better to change your thinking and seize the opportunity.

This time when he went to Urumqi, Ling Chuan was going to bring 5,000 for the goods. To be on the safe side, he still planned to bring Zhou Xiaowei and Ling Jiang with him like last time.

But in this way, the stall here is short of manpower, so it can only temporarily stop for a few days.

It doesn't matter if you stop for a few days, but Yunmo is worried that other people will seize the hot spot that Ling Chuan has worked so hard for.

"We can't stop at the stall, and we have to find the market manager to get the right to set up a stall at that location. It doesn't matter if we spend a little money. Only in compliance with the law will we not give competitors the opportunity to take advantage of the loopholes."