Reborn 1980: Making a fortune and raising babies

Not far away, Jiang Yilou saw her son hugging a girl from someone else's family, she stretched out her hand to stroke her forehead, her face felt a little hot for no reason.

Jing Yangui was adopted by Liu Chunhua, and she had heard about it before, and it would cause trouble. She felt that Jing Yangui, as the person involved, was really uncomfortable. This girl is indeed very impressive. Distressed.

Jiang Yilou glanced at the two of them again, and silently comforted herself in her heart, forget it, they can handle the young people's affairs by themselves, she can't control it anyway.

Jing Yangui didn't appear to be any different because of this so-called life experience incident, although the villagers were wondering whether she would go to find her biological parents, and whether Fang's family would punish her because of this incident. What new ideas do they have for their marriage contract.

Jing Yangui would go to the mountains early every day to collect herbs, and if she met villagers on the way, she would greet them with a smile.

Now that the busy farming season is over, the village is idle again, so all kinds of gossip and gossip are flying everywhere. The villagers and Jing Yangui finished greeting each other, and after she walked away, they all whispered about themselves behind their backs. Various conjectures.

Jing Yangui didn't bother to care about the villagers' self-entertainment. She had already collected a lot of medicinal materials for her medicine. Yang Wanxiu vacated half of the main room for her, and put various medicinal materials in different categories.

During this time, she also rode a bicycle to a glass factory in the city, hoping to find them to order some small bottles for medicine.

Her order is too small for the glass factory, and the glass bottle used is too small. If the sales person in charge there hadn't seen her as a pretty girl, she might not have paid attention to her at all, but The rejection was very thorough: "Unless you can pay the mold opening fee for your bottle, otherwise we can't produce it."

Although glass blowing is not a difficult technical task, it cannot be done without professional production equipment.

Jing Yan had already thought about this before she came back. It is impossible to open a mold. With the little money in her hand, it is a bit difficult to buy the first batch of glass bottles. What a mold!

So she handed a cigarette to the sales person in charge of the glass factory and said, "Uncle Zeng, I really need this kind of glass bottle for a long time. Can you see if there are bottles of similar size and specification in the existing mold?"

Of course there are similar bottles, but this is a mold made by others, and it has been mass-produced recently, but it is somewhat illegal to use the customer's mold to produce her. If the customer finds out in the future, it will be a crime big trouble.

Zeng Zhicheng met her smiling eyes and found that it was really hard to refuse, he pushed back the cigarette she handed over and said, "This is really impossible..."

When he said this, he saw that the little girl seemed to be crying, so he couldn't bear it, and he softened his words: "However, there are a lot of customers, and there will be some defective products in each batch, for example, the bottle mouth is a bit damaged or the bottle body is broken. The thickness of the glass is not uniform, we used to melt them down and remake them, if you want, we can sell them to you.”

Jing Yangui laughed immediately: "Then trouble Uncle Zeng, keep it for me! As long as the glass bottle is not leaky and not too damaged, I want as much as I have."

Seeing her like this, Zeng Zhicheng was a little funny: "Come with me."

This kind of defective products were all piled up in the outermost room of the warehouse. When she entered, it was no exaggeration to describe it as a mountain.

And it wasn't all the small bottles she wanted, there were all kinds of specifications, because these things were defective products, so the warehouse didn't bother to take care of them, and gave her a big basket to pick out by herself.

As Zeng Zhicheng said, these glass bottles do have problems of one kind or another, but she uses them to hold medicine, as long as the body of the bottle is intact and the mouth of the bottle does not scratch her hands, she can use it. She carefully picked out a bunch.

After all, it is a defective product. When she picked it up, she was accidentally scratched by the barb on the bottle mouth. Fortunately, she has worked for many years and her hand has a thick layer of calluses. Otherwise, she might be dripping with blood. Even so, she His thumb and index finger were also scratched several times deep.

Jing Yan went back to the warehouse manager and asked for some iodophor and a piece of cloth to wrap it up and continue looking for bottles. After searching like this for a day, she finally found about [-] bottles.

She dragged a big basket to find Zeng Zhicheng, and Zeng Zhicheng was very forthright, giving her a [-]% discount on the original customer's price for these defective products.

This price is much cheaper than what Jing Yangui originally expected, forty-five cents a piece, 220 yuan a piece for five hundred pieces, and she basically spent all the money in her hand.

Zeng Zhicheng saw that it was difficult for a girl to carry so many bottles on a bicycle, so he asked her to take the bottles back in a big basket without charging her a deposit, and even found a piece of rope to tie them up for her.

Jing Yangui thanked him and rode away on the bike. When he returned to the office, he saw the big front door in a drawer and couldn't help smiling. Although this girl is young, she is very good at handling things. .

Jing Yangui’s bicycle has a large basket tied to the back seat, which is full of glass bottles. Although they are separated one by one, she is still worried that it will be damaged. After all, a broken one costs forty-five cents, and her foundation is too thin now. , cannot withstand such damage.

So when she went back, she didn't dare to ride the bike too fast. When she returned to the entrance of the village, it was already dark, and she vaguely saw someone standing there, whose figure was still familiar, and she grinned at him.

Fang Xianzhi really has nothing to do with her, so he will take her bicycle with a stern face and walk along and say, "You can tell me next time, my legs are almost healed, and I can drive you away." .”

During this period of time, he often ran to the Jing family's old house. In order to improve Yang Wanxiu and Jing Zhongyi's physique, Jing Yangui would put some stream water in it when cooking and boiling water, so he followed suit, and his legs recovered quickly recently. .

Jing Yangui saw that he was not limping when he was walking, so she didn't refuse him like before, she nodded and said, "Okay."

After arriving at the old house, Fang Xianzhi helped to move down the glass bottles. A single small glass bottle is not heavy, and five hundred of them together is definitely not heavy. It was a bit difficult for him to hold it.

He turned his head and glanced at Jing Yangui who was wiping sweat with a handkerchief. He felt a little distressed, but he also knew that he couldn't stop her. She always had her own ideas and persistence, and wanted to accomplish something. As his fiancé, Even though he feels distressed, he knows to support her.

He saw the cloth strips wrapped around her hands, and she subconsciously wanted to retract them, but he didn't let go, she coughed lightly and said, "These are just minor injuries, it's okay."

Fang Xianzhi had already removed the cloth strip in her hand at this time, and saw that there were more than a dozen deep and shallow scratches inside, and there was no good place on the pads of her thumb and index finger.