"Mom, why are you bringing out your new shoes now? I'll be changing them for a blind date at the weekend."

Mrs. Xue said with some embarrassment: "These shoes are not for you. Mom is giving them away."

"Giving it to someone else? Mom, are you confused? When has our family ever let others take advantage of it?"

Xue Ling's head was spinning. Is this really her mother? When did she change her temper?

"Don't worry about this. Mom is doing it for your own good."

Mrs. Xue did not dare to say anything more. In order to silence Zhang Qian, she specially chose a pair of the best shoes. After taking them, she quickly opened the curtain and went to the courtyard.

Xue Ling was stunned for a while before he realized what he was doing. He quickly ran to the window and looked out. He felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

What did she see? My mother actually handed the shoes to Zhang Qian's hand.

What's going on? Aren't these two people always at odds with each other?

In the courtyard, Zhang Qian got the shoes, looked at them inside and out, and checked the size.

"Yes, old lady, your craftsmanship is really impressive. I will accept these shoes."

Zhang Qian had the illusion that the sun was shining in the west. Others would wear a pair of shoes like this with a lot of fabric, a fine mille-feuille sole, and good needlework.

Mrs. Xue has been studying this kind of thing her whole life, and her craftsmanship is beyond words.

"Zhang Qian, what about the next blind date?"

Mrs. Xue broke her teeth and swallowed it. If Zhang Qian wasn't so wicked, she wouldn't ask for help.

"Don't worry, I promise not to cause trouble.

Let’s go, I’m going for a walk, you should be busy!”

Zhang Qian took her cloth shoes and walked to the front yard with her hands behind her back. Wouldn't it be rewarding if she didn't go out for a walk?

When Mrs. Xue returned to the house, she heard her daughter say: "Mom, why did you give shoes to Zhang Qian?"

"Mom is doing this for you too! That Zhang Qian asked me to give her shoes last Saturday, and threatened me that if I don't give her shoes, she will ruin your next blind date.

Our family is weak now, and Zhang Qian is away from work every day in the courtyard. If I keep watching you, will you still be able to find a partner?"

"Mom! Our family can't be bullied like this. I'll go find the police station..."

"Forget it, just be patient for now, your blind date is more important."

…

Zhang Qian walked around and came back again.

Seeing the new shoes in Zhang Qian's hand, Zhou Jianguo said: "The pair of shoes I made for you will be ready soon. There is no need to waste money on buying shoes outside."

"It didn't cost any money. The shoes were given by Mrs. Xue."

"How can he be so kind as to give you shoes? I heard that the old lady is very stingy and never lets anyone take advantage of her."

"Maybe he changed his gender."

"Oh, by the way, Liang Jinxiu just said that first-class vegetables will be available tomorrow and asked if we would like to queue up to buy some winter vegetables."

"What time will you go tomorrow?"

Zhang Qian thought about it for a moment and then realized that people who said cabbage cost two cents a pound were actually inaccurate.

Because Chinese cabbage is graded, the center of the cabbage is solid, that is, the cabbage wrapped tightly is a first-grade cabbage, which costs two cents a pound and can be stored through the winter.

The softer cabbage is a second-grade dish, priced at one cent and five cents per catty. The fluffy Chinese cabbage with no cabbage heart only costs one penny per catty, which is a third-grade dish.

On weekdays, everyone rushes to buy the one-cent dishes, but in winter, first-class vegetables are the best. Every time they arrive, you have to rush to buy them. If it is late, you can't buy them at all.

During the coldest period of winter, the vegetable market has no supply of fresh cabbage.

Even if you order a la carte, the price will be several times higher. As for the textile factory canteen, they only serve Chinese cabbage, which is piled high in the warehouse and kitchen.

The cabbage in her cellar was already running low, but because the reward market had a lot of fresh vegetables, she didn't pay much attention to it.

"We will leave from the courtyard at 4:30 tomorrow morning and have to line up before 5 o'clock.

You have a good rest, I have bought vegetables and I have to go to work in time. How much cabbage should we buy to store?"

"It's too early. Don't go there tomorrow morning. I'll take care of the food."

...

The next day.

It's not that Zhang Qian really can't get up, she just doesn't want to take the exam anymore. After working hard for 20 to 30 years, the most she can do is an eighth-level worker, earning 99 yuan a month.

Her current rent is more than this price, and she really has no interest in starting a workshop.

In addition to her primary school education, what else can she do besides being a worker?

So it is better to lie down and wait to see what happens next, or wait for the public-private partnership to come and make a difference.

"Good morning, Aunt Jiang."

"It's still early, everyone has been working for half the day.

Zhang Qian, I’m not talking about you, you can’t always abuse others.

You stay at home and take a nap, leaving Zhou Jianguo to come back carrying seventy kilograms of cabbage."

"No, I told him not to go."

"If you say you don't want to go, you won't go. From now on, you won't be able to eat vegetables. From now on, the price of cabbage will be the same every day."

Aunt Jiang felt that she was being reasonable. She must criticize this matter today.

Who knew that Zhang Qian said directly, "If you don't have food at home, you can go to a restaurant. It's a trivial matter."

She didn't bother to say anything more. After washing, she went to the kitchen to get two noodles, pushed her bicycle and went out.

"Sooner or later, this kid will ruin the whole family."

Aunt Jiang sighed, hating that iron could not become steel.

…

The next day.

"Let's go to our store and just treat it like an ordinary customer."

Zhang Qian wanted to see what it was like for her time-honored store to sell candies and how the business was going.

It is said that the Dongzhimen area is not suitable for opening a store, but it is different here. Qianmen Street is outside Zhengyang Gate and is the main gate of the capital.

In addition, being close to the train station, there are many customers from out of town, which can stimulate consumption, and accordingly there are many wealthy people.

"Okay, okay!" Zhou Jianguo also wanted to visit his store.

When the two of them arrived, Zhang Qian saw the sign on the door of the store. Although it was also called a candy store, it didn't use her grandfather's sign, otherwise she would have had to make trouble.

The three shops are connected together after being opened. The area is very large, otherwise the rent would not be so high.

But the business in the store is not that good. Today is the weekend, and things like candies have to be sold in quantity.

"You can choose whatever you want to buy."

A clerk stood at the counter and said hello, but then nothing more happened. This service awareness is not good.

"Is your store a time-honored store?"

Based on her memory, Zhang Qian looked at the items for sale and felt that they were not very good and the quality was not good.

"It's not a time-honored brand, it's a street store, and the purchasing channels are the same."

In this day and age, salespeople are honest when they speak, don’t lie, have no sales routines, and no consumer traps.

"Then I have to buy some to try."

Zhang Qian immediately chose a few main items, such as dried apricots, crabapples, candied fruits, dried red fruits, etc., and bought some of them all.

"It will cost a lot to buy so many."

Zhou Jianguo calculated that he had spent a lot today.

"I'm telling you, my grandpa passed on the secret recipe of candy to me, as well as the store's main products, sour plum soup, autumn pear paste, etc.

I have to try what this store sells to see how different it is from ours. If it is suitable for business in the future and grandpa leaves this store, we will have to start it."

Zhang Qian doesn't mind telling the truth and painting more cakes, so that she can follow her wholeheartedly.

"Ah! Grandpa is so kind to you!"

Zhou Jianguo was shocked. It turned out that there was such an inside story. It was a centuries-old secret recipe that had been passed down for centuries. It must be worth a lot of money.


Chapter completed!