Since Sang Xiaoyu started selling goods, she had very little time to rest. One day passed as if it were several days, and she wanted to count the time to make money in seconds. At night, she was so exhausted that she didn't even have time to think about her worries.
The original mysophobia has long since been squeezed out by lack of sleep.
Twice she even fell asleep while eating... But in this house, she didn't sleep well.
The unique silence and darkness here seemed so long. That night, a mouse as big as a cat slithered into her face, leaving her half frightened and sleepless until dawn.
When Sang Xiaoyu woke up, she found that there were actually two mice caught in the mousetrap, and one was still alive, staring at her.
She was so frightened that she threw them into the yard with a shovel, not even daring to touch the clamps.
She begged Sister Sun to take out the mouse. Sister Sun held the mouse and said, "You are afraid of everything, why are you still here? This is not a life you can bear."
Sang Xiaoyu felt that she was a little exhausted, and her whole body ached every night when she lay in bed, but she warned herself every day that she was not qualified to lie down.
Today is New Year's Day.
New Year's Day, 1999.
This is the coldest season in the north. The air is dry, and the sand and snow particles are like knives on the face, which makes people feel painful.
Sang Xiaoyu also knew more or less about Yemen. She didn't have to go there too early. She or Sister Sun would leave room for whoever arrived first.
The New Year's Day market has gained popularity very early.
When Sang Xiaoyu came, Sister Sun hadn't arrived yet.
Sang Xiaoyu likes to arrive at the market early.
Arriving early has many benefits, such as observing the terrain first, cleaning your site calmly, and guessing who are the real customers among the people coming and going.
Sang Xiaoyu took a small table in the car, put the condiments on it, and placed a promotional poster she drew in front of it.
Because it was New Year's Day, many people came forward to watch the excitement. None of them had ever seen this product, and this product was the only one in the entire market.
The sales were particularly good that day. When Sister Sun came, she had already sold out one box. Sister Sun said that the old man was not well and she might not be able to come in two days.
Sang Xiaoyu said: "If you trust me, leave it to me. Anyway, I have to go out every day."
Sister Sun said: "Why don't you trust me? They are not valuable things."
Before eight o'clock, all the two boxes he took out were sold out, and Sang Xiaoyu made a full profit of 24 yuan.
She paid a fee of three yuan, and she and Sister Sun paid the fee for one day each. Sang Xiaoyu and Sister Sun helped her too much, so she will pay the money herself in the future.
Sister Sun said that Sang Xiaoyu was a kind and righteous person, so she didn't argue about paying the money.
The stupid eggs that Sister Sun sells are only three cents each, and she can't make much money in a day. But Sister Sun said that the chickens are her own, and every penny earned is worth a penny.
Sang Xiaoyu asked her how many chickens she raised at home?
Sister Sun proudly said that there were forty, thirty-eight hens and two roosters.
She said that when they were all laid, she could pick up more than 30 eggs a day, which her family couldn't even eat.
Sang Xiaoyu could eat her eggs every day, sometimes they were broken, sometimes they were simply not sold.
She also had melon seeds and fungus, which she said were produced at home, and the fungus was given to her by her second brother’s family, so there was no risk of being sold.
Sang Xiaoyu hurried home and picked up three more boxes. She didn't leave the market at all that day and stood there all morning.
Sister Sun said that she couldn't stand in the market because there were elderly people at home who needed to be taken care of, so Sang Xiaoyu brought everything over.
Sister Sun was particularly grateful to her and believed in her completely.
She took two more boxes from home, and she sold nearly six boxes that day. Sister Sun's eggs and melon seeds were all sold, and Sang Xiaoyu was particularly excited.
In the market, she suddenly spotted a man in a suit and leather shoes walking in her direction. Sang Xiaoyu's heart was pounding. This man looked a bit like Jiang Chunhui.
Sang Xiaoyu couldn't let him see her in such a mess, so she ran behind and hid without thinking.
The man walked in, where was Jiang Chunhui.
Sang Xiaoyu came back with a wry smile, thinking, if they bumped into each other head-on, would they be at a loss for each other? Thinking about it again, she couldn't help but laugh, even her best friend couldn't recognize her, let alone
Jiang Chunhui is extremely busy.
Sang Xiaoyu handed over the payment to the soy sauce factory and shipped ten more boxes.
Everyone who loads goods at the soy sauce factory needs to pay a deposit. Only Sang Xiaoyu doesn't need to pay a deposit. She completely borrowed Fei Jiani's credit.
The sales manager was a little unhappy and said she was a bit slow in returning the payment.
Sang Xiaoyu knew that she was making things difficult for him, so he said in a good temper that he would bring back some selling points next time.
When Sang Xiaoyu returned home, she found that she had earned more than seventy yuan a day. Based on this calculation, she was not far from two thousand yuan a month.
Sang Xiaoyu's warehouse is connected to the bungalow in front of her, and their glass window is in her yard.
The yard borrows the light from other people's walls.
A young couple lives here. The woman likes to dress up, and the man seems a bit honest.
Sang Xiaoyu rarely talked to them, but the woman opened the window a few times and asked if she was short of anything. After Sang Xiaoyu thanked her, they almost stopped interacting with her.
Sang Xiaoyu could always hear women scolding men.
On this day, Sang Xiaoyu was tying up waste in the yard. She felt that there were too many things and she wanted to get rid of them.
But unexpectedly, when they were tying them up, they heard the sound of glass shattering. The glass of the rear window was shattered, and the voices of the two people could be heard immediately.
Sang Xiaoyu was shocked, but luckily the glass was a little far away from her.
The man said, do you still want to live a good life?
The woman said, live a life? Do you know how to live a life like you are now? You touch your chest to see if you have any intention. It’s just such a shabby house, a ghost place with nothing, how can I live a life?
If you can conjure up a bundle of banknotes, I will live happily with you.
The man's face appeared on the glassless window and he said to Sang Xiaoyu, "I didn't hit you."
Sang Xiaoyu quickly shook his head, and the woman's face came up to her.
I don't know whether she was talking to her husband or to Sang Xiaoyu, but there was a contemptuous sneer on her face. This smile made Sang Xiaoyu feel cold from head to toe.
The man came over quickly, helped her clean up the broken glass, and then covered the window with plastic sheeting.
Sang Xiaoyu was afraid that the woman would hear her, so she whispered: "Stop arguing, you are a man, let her be, the Chinese New Year is coming soon."
The man glanced at the window, sighed and said, "What kind of life do you call this? You run out every day. How can you be so peaceful and contented? Why are you living so hard? Where is your man?"
Sang Xiaoyu was afraid of changing the topic to herself, so she said, "It's not easy."
The man wanted to say something else, but he heard the woman say from behind the window: "Get back quickly. If you don't come back, this window will be destroyed."
The man was so frightened that he ran away.
Sang Xiaoyu didn't care about other people's affairs. She called Fei Jiani to tell her the good news. Fei Jiani said, why don't you just go and do sales during the day.
Sang Xiaoyu talked about her sales process, and Fei Jiani said how about promoting it to various units?
Sang Xiaoyu did not expect this and said that she knew too few units.
Fei Jiani said that you don’t need to know each other, just go for it. If you get something, it’s a victory. If you don’t, it’s experience. She said this is often the case when she makes purchases.
Sang Xiaoyu said let’s start from your unit.
Sang Xiaoyu didn't know what was wrong with her now, so she just opened her mouth like this.
Fei Jiani was not angry at all, and said that she would want five boxes soon to give benefits to her colleagues in the unit.
Sang Xiaoyu found that she was starting to make plans and plans...
Sang Xiaoyu had no choice. She used to be particularly afraid of meeting acquaintances, but now she is no longer afraid.
She had hit too many walls, and finally realized that only if she had the shamelessness to ask for help from someone she knew, would people feel compassion for her and reach out to save others from the sea of suffering when they saw how pitiful she looked now.
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Sang Xiaoyu thought about her mother's gray hair, her tired face, her son who was about to enter the first grade of elementary school, and the bitterness of having a home and not being able to return, and felt a pain in her heart.
Especially when she thought of her mother, she felt an indescribable guilt in her heart. They said that old age is a time of happiness, but what she brought to her mother was fatigue and care.
She didn't know when such days would end, and she didn't have much time to think about these sad and helpless things.
Fei Jiani said that there is a big hurdle before the Spring Festival. If you can make good use of this time, you should have a lot of income.
Sang Xiaoyu said that she must give it a try.
Fei Jiani said she should go with her, and Sang Xiaoyu said can you stay with me forever?
Fei Jiani said I'm afraid you'll be thin-skinned.
Sang Xiaoyu said it is as thick as a city wall now.
Sang Xiaoyu didn't even return home on New Year's Day, so she wandered the streets and alleys, hawking in the market, and inviting people to introduce her to people she met.
More than one box was sold.
On January 2nd, many units were still on holiday, so Sang Xiaoyu went to some hotels to promote.
Of course, she couldn't go to a big store. At the end of the day, she only sold ten bottles, but it was rewarding. She inspected half a truckload of scrap products.
She found that the sales of this product were really weak, but it was different when hawking it on the street. She could always sell a few bottles.
While selling things, she also met an acquaintance who was Cheng Weize's good friend. Unfortunately, this man did not recognize Sang Xiaoyu at all.
I looked at the product left and right and consulted for a long time, and finally bought two bottles.
On the 3rd, she changed her strategy and started selling goods directly in crowded squares and in front of big stores.
The things were novel and her promotional posters were in place. It was a fruitful day.
The only regret is that I was charged a management fee of three yuan.
Sang Xiaoyu found that mobile sales were beneficial to her. She would go wherever there were crowds of people. Moreover, she had already become familiar with publicity and no longer felt embarrassed.
Sang Xiaoyu officially started her business. During the New Year period and on the eve of the Spring Festival, her purchasing power was strong. She gradually figured out some ways. With many years of working hard in the mall with her husband, she quickly integrated into the ranks of street vendors.
But she was busy and happy.
Especially at night when she counted the yuan and dime bills, it was like she was counting one hope after another in her heart.
The Spring Festival is coming soon, Sang Xiaoyu knows that this is the most profitable time, and she plans to buy a few more boxes.
The supervisor said that the factory will be on holiday during the Spring Festival, and if you want to get the goods, you must first pay for them.
Sang Xiaoyu wanted to buy fifty boxes, but she really couldn't afford the cost of fifty boxes. The two were discussing when Huang Daqing came over.
He listened to the conversation between the two and said: "Sang Xiaoyu sells the most among all the sales staff. She doesn't have to spend any money."
The supervisor said unhappily: "She has already made an exception. We have to take a few days off before going to work after the Chinese New Year. Can you rest assured that she has so much payment in her hand?"
Huang Daqing said: "What are you worried about? She is not someone else."
The female supervisor was probably a relative of Huang Daqing's family. She refused to deliver the goods to Sang Xiaoyu even though she said nothing. Huang Daqing said, "I've put Sang Xiaoyu's money in advance."
He said to Sang Xiaoyu: "Do you dare to take a hundred boxes directly? If you don't, you won't be able to take away a single box when I'm not around. Besides, we work overtime every day and have to take a holiday."
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When I heard that there were 100 boxes, the supervisor became even more angry and said, "You gave her all the goods, what will you do when others come?"
Huang Daqing said: "Then you can urge them to work overtime and make a few more boxes. If the sales are good, it is possible not to take a holiday."
The supervisor got angry and said, "If you continue to speak without rules like this, you can take care of this yourself."
Sang Xiaoyu didn't want to embarrass the two of them. Just when he was about to say something, Huang Daqing said, "Hurry up and get the goods back. There is not much inventory left."
When Sang Xiaoyu thought of one hundred boxes, she felt a little scared and said, "What if I can't sell it? Can I send it back?"
Huang Daqing was happy and said: "Are you planning to stop doing it? It's okay. If you can't sell it, I'll sell it after the holiday. Don't we have a rule of sending three bottles out of ten boxes? I'll give you three more boxes based on your calculation of one hundred boxes.
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Three boxes equals thirty-six bottles. Sang Xiaoyu felt that she would be stupid not to accept such a good thing.
So I agreed wholeheartedly.
Huang Daqing said that he has a car and I heard that you live nearby, so I will send it to you.
Sang Xiaoyu refused to say anything. She didn't want this man to know about her home.
I originally came here by bicycle, so I had to take twenty boxes back first.
When Sang Xiaoyu was shopping for goods, he found that the spices in the warehouse were piled up like mountains. They were not in short supply at all as he said. It turned out that this was Huang Daqing's plan again. It seemed that the supervisor was also cooperating with him in acting.
When she got home, Sang Xiaoyu could only take back twenty boxes at a time. She wanted to go back five times, so she had to run to Sister Sun's house to ask her for help.
Sang Xiaoyu knew where she lived and had passed by her home more than once. This was the first time she came.
When I knocked on the door, Sister Sun was busy in the kitchen. Seeing her coming, I unexpectedly asked her if something was wrong.
Sang Xiaoyu told her the matter, and she immediately agreed, saying that she would put the porridge on the table for the old man and leave.
Sang Xiaoyu entered the room and took a look at the old man lying on the kang. The old man's face was flushed and he seemed to be in pain.
Sang Xiaoyu wanted to say hello, but Sister Sun said that the old man couldn't hear anything and his whole body was sick, and then she sighed again.
Sang Xiaoyu quickly pulled her away from the house.
Every family has its cupboard.
With Sister Sun, Sang Xiaoyu is no longer afraid.
If it weren't for the fact that seventy boxes couldn't be packed, Sister Sun would have done it all at once. In the end, the two of them hauled all one hundred boxes into the hut in two times.
The hut was immediately piled up, and the whole room was under the dark shadow of the boxes.