Feng Yanjun's gains today are not small. He saw many things that are available in the capital but not in Yincheng.
I also saw what high-rise buildings are called. Compared with their small four- and five-story buildings in Yincheng, they look many times more grand.
There are many more new things than they have in Yincheng.
And really, everything is sold here.
There are many cars and people here, and the store business is extremely good. Sure enough, where there are people, there will be business.
He felt that there seemed to be some kind of magic here, a magic that made him addicted.
He likes this colorful world so much!
If Bo Qing hadn't considered that he couldn't stay out for too long, he would have visited more places.
The three of them took a taxi and got off at the intersection of Feng Yanhong's house.
"Yanjun, is your business really profitable?"
Even if no one tells him, Li Bosong can be sure that his sister-in-law is really making money!
Otherwise, you can’t just buy one or two apartments, right?
He roughly calculated that if he wanted to buy a house as a teacher, according to the current salary level, he would have to live without food and save for twenty years to buy a wing as big as his house, and he would have to live with someone else.
From the courtyard.
"You can make money, but what we earn is hard-earned money, which is not as good as what you college students earn."
Feng Yanjun did not hide anything, nor did he disclose his income. He smiled as if he were just chatting.
"I heard that after you graduate from college, you can be assigned a room in your work unit, so you don't have to save."
"And how great is it to be a teacher? Being a teacher means you won't be exposed to the wind or the sun, and you don't have to do physical work. The most important thing is that there are no risks."
Feng Yanjun showed a bitter smile. He had really seen the existence of such risks.
“What risks can there be in doing business?”
Are you talking nonsense? Aren’t the sisters-in-law and Yanjun both doing a good job?
"Losing money!"
Feng Yanjun raised his fingers to Li Bosong seriously, "Do you need money to purchase goods? Once you have the goods, do you need a place to put things?"
"Once you have a place, do you still have to think of ways to sell these things? Then you definitely can't do that much work alone, right?"
"Then hire someone to do it. Hiring employees is a big income, right?"
"Let me tell you, don't think that these are just small expenses. In fact, if you don't do it right, you will make money for others this year."
"It's even possible to lose money. There was a boss in our market who had been doing business for several years and owed a lot of debt. He couldn't pay it back. He couldn't drive his wife and children away, so he committed suicide at home."
Feng Yanjun showed a look of regret and glanced at Li Boqing quietly.
Li Boqing gave him a thumbs up calmly and then quietly took it back.
"Really, really? Is it so exaggerated?"
Li Bosong's expression was startled, and he obviously believed it.
"Of course it's true. Although this is just an example, there are many people who can't make much money."
"Why is doing business so difficult?" Li Bosong was silent for a moment and walked forward blankly.
Feng Yanjun deliberately walked a few steps slowly, walked side by side with Li Boqing, and asked in a lowered voice:
"Your family doesn't want your second brother to do business?"
"My second brother has an impetuous temper, is not calm enough, and is high-spirited. My parents don't think he can do business, and my second grandfather thinks so too."
The second brother of his family has been thinking about doing business for more than a day or two. Fortunately, his mother is holding him back now, otherwise his mind would no longer be on studying.
Feng Yanjun nodded in agreement.
He used to think that everyone can do business, but later he gradually realized that not everyone who does business can make money.
They had played together since childhood. Li Bosong was more than a year older than him and he knew very well what his personality was like.
The elders in the family often say that he is too smart, which is probably what he is talking about.
People who always look for shortcuts when encountering problems will not do well in business.
As soon as the three of them entered the door, the dumpling fillings were already mixed, and Bai Xiu was laboriously kneading the dough.
Feng Yanjun rolled up his sleeves and said, "Mom, please stop rubbing. I'm going to wash my hands."
"Look at your two children, how capable they are? These three in mine can't even make dumplings, let alone make noodles."
"That can't be compared. These three children in your family are all college students."
Feng Yanhong sat on the sofa, eating an apple silently, and silently handed one to Bo Song and Bo Qing.
The three of them were eating apples and quietly watching the two mothers complimenting each other.
"You said that your family, Yanjun, is not very old. Now he is buying a house and a car. You can't even drive my family away with a riding crop."
"Auntie, the houses in Yincheng are cheap, and the cars are just motorcycles..."
"A motorcycle is not a car?"
Feng Yanjun's hand movements paused, and he was unable to refute.
Isn't it?
A motorcycle is also a car...
I glanced at my sister and saw that she was sitting in the distance watching the fun! It was too much!
Feng Yanjun suffered the most, being between the two mothers and becoming the center point of the tug-of-war, the central figure in every word you said to me.
Although he was very thick-skinned, he still couldn't stand the pull. By the time he could start making dumplings, Feng Yanjun's face was already covered in red, from the tips of his ears to his neck.
Although Feng Yanhong was not allowed to make dumplings, no one would stop her from wandering around.
Seeing Feng Yanjun purse her lips tightly, looking so embarrassed that she couldn't help but laugh.
She actually felt a sense of schadenfreude that a great revenge had been avenged!
If she hadn't been afraid that her brother would be embarrassed and get under the table, she would have laughed out loud right away.
This atmosphere lasted until Li Boshan brought his second grandfather and her father back, and he felt relieved a lot.
The family sat around the dining table and made dumplings. Feng Taizhou and Feng Yanjun were responsible for rolling out the dumpling wrappers, while the rest of the family were responsible for making dumplings.
Feng Yanhong and her second grandfather were sitting on the sofa, becoming the most leisurely people.
Bai Xiu saw that the dumplings were almost ready, "Yanhong, please adjust the garlic sauce. I've already prepared the garlic. You can just add the seasoning."
"Okay!" Although Feng Yanhong has a big belly and moves slowly, she can still do this kind of work.
"What do you want the child to do? I'll be there later."
"It's okay, you can't sit still all the time even if you're pregnant!"
Now only Bai Xiu dared to use Feng Yanhong like this. Ji Shuying didn't stop her and looked back at her a few more times.
"I'm going to boil some water to make dumplings."
Li Boshan put down the dumplings in his hand, wiped his hands and asked Ying to cook the dumplings, and followed him into the kitchen.
"I'll do it, you go sit down."
"No, just make the dipping sauce, make it spicy, and then make it not spicy, right?"
"Okay, I'll help you get whatever you want." Li Boshan smiled and rubbed Feng Yanhong's hair.
Bai Xiu looked back at the couple, and the corners of her mouth turned up.