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

Seeing everyone's interest, Yunmo casually introduced: "It's made with flour, and the taste is soft because I added more eggs."

"No wonder it tastes so delicious, brother and sister, you still know how to cook these snacks. The jujube stuffed with walnuts before is also delicious. The bag you asked Chuanzi to carry with you was eaten by us before we arrived in Urumqi. "

Yunmo smiled and remained silent.

Shaqima has existed since ancient times, and it is not uncommon in this era, but it seems to be rare in Jiang City. She only sees it sold in some relatively high-end dim sum shops and department stores.

After eating and drinking enough, everyone continued to unload, and even the driver helped.

The four of them worked together, and the thirty-seven bags of goods were quickly unloaded.

After paying the fare, Ling Chuan couldn't wait to take Yun Mo to the warehouse, pointing to the goods tightly packed in black woven bags.

"Daughter-in-law, these ten pieces are from the garment factory. They are all down jackets, overcoats, and cotton-padded trousers."

Yunmo nodded, "How much is one piece?"

"150 yuan."

At this time, Ling Jiang and Deng Wenbin washed their hands and walked into the warehouse from the door.

"Chuanzi, open a bag and see what's in it."

"it is good."

Ling Chuan took a pair of scissors and carefully picked apart the sealing line of the woven bag.

With the opening of the pocket, the contents inside are fully revealed, including down jackets, overcoats, and vest jackets.

After washing their hands, Ling Jiang and Deng Wenbin took out all the things in the bag and counted them carefully. There were three down jackets, four coats, and ten jackets.

One long down jacket and two short down jackets can be sold at a cost of 150, and everything else is a profit.

Everyone was very happy, and simply took apart the other nine pieces of goods in one breath.

After working for about an hour, the ten items were finally sorted out.

Eight long down jackets, seventeen short down jackets, thirty coats, fifteen long cotton coats, thirty short cotton coats, fifty cotton trousers, and eighty jackets.

Calculated, there are an average of twenty-three pieces of clothing in one shipment.

However, the prices vary. The most valuable is the down jacket. The long ones are worth 70 or 80, and the short ones can be sold for 40 or 50. The next are coats and cotton coats. Even if the color is a bit old, it is still easy to sell if it sells for more than 20 and 30.

The second is cotton trousers and jackets. Relatively speaking, these two items are not so easy to sell, and the price is much lower.

But overall, the profit of these ten items is quite considerable, conservatively estimated to be no less than 3,000 yuan.

"Chuanzi, can you sell me one of your down jackets? I want to give it to my mother. She is old and has a bad stomach. She runs outside every day. I'm worried that she won't be able to bear it."

Ling Chuan nodded, "Yes, you can choose one, and I will give it to you at the cost price."

Deng Wenbin was overjoyed, "Thank you Brother Chuan, then I'll be more polite?"

Ling Chuan patted the other party's shoulder, "My own person, don't say such foreign words, this time you have worked so hard to go out with me on this long trip, as agreed before, 10 yuan a day, I will pay you later."

"Okay, Brother Chuan, if there is someone here that I can help in the future, just let me know."

"Um."

Deng Wenbin chose a short purple down jacket, Ling Chuan charged a symbolic 20 yuan, and paid Deng Wenbin's wages for the past few days.

After that, everyone went to a nearby restaurant for dinner.

It was getting late after dinner, so Deng Wenbin went straight home, and Ling Jiang followed him back to the courtyard, planning to sleep here for the night before going back to the old street tomorrow.

Back home, Ling Chuan went to the warehouse to pick out a down jacket, a cotton coat, and a jacket, and took them to Ling Jiang's room.

"Brother, take these clothes back and wear them."

Ling Jiang subconsciously declined, "No, no need, I have plenty of clothes at home, Chuanzi, these clothes are of good quality, you can sell them for at least one hundred and forty fifty."

"Brother, because they are good things, I specially picked out a few for you. Your clothes are from a few years ago, and they don't keep you warm. It's cold this year. If you catch a cold, then Can't you spend money on medical treatment?"

Ling Jiang hesitated, "Then I, like Wen Bin, will count the money for you."

Ling Chuan directly stuffed the clothes into the opponent's hand, "Brother, we don't need to be so clear about the relationship between brothers, and we can't figure it out. When my parents passed away, I was still young. Didn't you also give up the food and clothes at home?" Are you looking at me? What about these things?"

"How many years ago, you still remember."

"Brother, I will never forget how you took care of me in my life. We brothers can have today because of working together and helping each other. It was like this before, it is like this now, and it won't change in the future."

Ling Jiang breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile, "Okay, Chuanzi, then I won't be polite to you."

Ling Chuan nodded, "Brother, I've been tired all day today, take a shower before going to bed, the water in the boiler has been burning, it should be hot now."

Ling Jiang couldn't help feeling emotional, "At the beginning, my brother and sister specially built a boiler for bathing, I thought it was unnecessary, but now I feel that my brother and sister are quite far-sighted, and they can comfortably wash one at any time in this winter." A hot bath is beautiful just thinking about it.”

Ling Chuan took over the conversation, "Brother, when we save enough money in the future, we will renovate the small courtyard and install a boiler, so it will be convenient for you and Chunhua to wash up."

"Okay."

After coming out of the wing room where Ling Jiang lived, Ling Chuan subconsciously looked towards his wife's room.

Through the frosted glass window, two figures, one tall and one short, could be vaguely seen talking together.

Ling Chuan stopped to look at it for a while, then went back to his room.

"Auntie, I'm sleepy."

Meeting her niece's eager gaze, Yunmo rubbed her head, "Okay, put away your books and notebooks, and go back to your room to sleep."

"Um!"

After packing up her things, Ling Chunhua happily ran back to the wing with her schoolbag in her arms.

Soon, "giggling" laughter came from the wing room, even Yunmo in the main room could hear it.

What is sleepy, I clearly miss my father.

It's normal to think about it, after all, she is a little girl who is only 6 years old. She has never enjoyed maternal love since she was a child, and she is not attached to her father Ling Jiang.

"daughter in law."

I don't know how long it took, Yunmo was immersed in the sea of ​​questions, when suddenly a man's familiar and forbearing soft call came from behind.

Yunmo's mind was still not free from the formula for a while, and she stared at the man for several seconds before she came back to her senses.

"Ah, what's the matter, what's the matter?"

Ling Chuan's black eyes fell on the desk in front of her. On the desk, which was not small, was filled with all kinds of books, test papers, pens and various plastic rulers.

"Have you finished studying? I want to talk to you."

Yunmo glanced at the alarm clock on the desk and found that it was almost 11 o'clock.

In the past, she usually rested around this time. These days, because she has to take time to teach Ling Chunhua how to learn characters, she studies later than before, and usually does not rest until 11:30.

"Almost, just say what you have to say, I'll listen."

While packing up her things, Yunmo motioned for the other party to sit down.

Ling Chuan put the milk in his hand in front of her, "The freshly warmed milk has added honey, drink it while it's hot."

"Um."

Yunmo picked up the cup and took a sip, the fragrant hot milk slid down her throat into her stomach, the warmth instantly spread to her limbs and bones, and the coldness all over her body was dispelled.

"Don't put honey in the future."

"Why? Don't you like drinking?"

"Drinking too sweet at night is not good for your health."

"Okay, then I won't put honey in the milk at night from now on."

Looking at the man's serious and stern face, Yunmo felt slightly depressed.

In fact, it's not that drinking honey milk at night is bad, but that she discovered two days ago——

She is long and fat.

A whole five catties.

Three more~

Good night

Lao Qi has recently started to lose weight again, hoping to succeed!