The cannon fodder of fast wear, she chooses to farm

Chapter 1209 The Control Group in the 90s (18)

Chapter 1209 90s Control Group (18)

Jiao Dongmei hugged the soaked clothes and went home absent-mindedly. She went into the house and shook Zhou Quancai, who was still sleeping soundly, and said, "Old Zhou, Old Zhou..."

"What are you doing? It's still early, let me sleep a little longer!"

Only then did Zhou Quan open his eyelids and glance at the quartz clock on the bedside table, then turned over and wanted to continue sleeping.

"Do you know how much money the Xu family's sesame cake stall can earn in a day? Isn't it popular among young and old?"

"How do I know? You don't let me go to his stall to buy sesame seeds."

"..."

Jiao Dongmei felt angry for a while and muttered: "The sesame cakes in the cafeteria cost ten cents each, and the cheapest sesame cakes in his store cost two cents. Who is so stupid to earn ten cents for them... Besides, I won't let you buy them." He didn’t let you inquire about his business…”

"Mom, what time is it?"

Brother and sister Zhou Jiao were woken up on the bunk bed.

Seeing that the time was not yet five o'clock, they both lay back down again.

An unknown fire was ignited in Jiao Dongmei's heart:

"What's wrong with it being less than five o'clock? I didn't get up at this time. I go to work at 07:30. How much housework do I have to do in the meantime? Light the stove and boil water, buy rice and groceries, and after that, I have to wash your clothes. What day is not allowed? Getting up so early? Zhou Jiao, as a sister, can you get off to a good start? Get up early and help mom with some work? Look at Xu Yin next door, hasn’t it been dark lately? No wonder her brother also gets up so early …”

The more Zhou Jiao listened, the more annoyed she became. She pulled up the towel blanket that she had kicked to her feet after waking up from the heat in the middle of the night, and slapped it over her face:

"Mom, can you stop nagging me so early in the morning? I have to go to work at 07:30. What's wrong with sleeping a little longer? Xu Yin, Xu Yin, you know how to compare me with her. She doesn't go to work. She can sleep if she's tired. Come back and sleep at any time, how about you and my dad sell sesame cakes too, and I won’t go to work anymore, but stay at home every day and sell sesame cakes with you?"

"..."

Jiao Dongmei was speechless for a moment, but it was right to think about it——

The Xu family are both laid-off workers, and their daughter has not found a job since she graduated. If the family does not engage in the sesame seed biscuit business, they will starve to death.

Unlike my husband and wife, although they did not receive 2 yuan, they kept their jobs; my daughter also got a leisurely job in the machinery factory because she saved the director of the machinery factory the day before yesterday, sitting in the office writing things for everyone. With a monthly salary of 300 yuan, there is no need to worry about becoming a full-time employee, it only takes a word from the factory director.

Three of the family of four are regular workers in a large factory, and they have a stable income every month. They don't have to work as hard as the neighbor next door who wakes up early every day and works in the dark.

Thinking of this, Jiao Dongmei felt a lot better. The man and the child continued to sleep without any resentment. She picked up the laundry tub with soaked clothes, went downstairs to the patio to wash it, and asked about the Xu family's profit from selling sesame cakes.

There are two flowers on each table.

After Xu Yin's family got up, they were as busy as a top. Xu Yin took her uncle to knead the dough.

If you want to make sesame cakes delicious and make children as young as 80 and as young as two years old chew them and fall in love with them, layers of puff pastry are the key. If it is too crispy, it will easily fall apart, and if it is too crispy, it will fall apart. It's easy to choke if you eat it hard, and throwing and kneading the dough is a technical job.

Xu Yin took the trouble to teach her uncle how to knead the dough, Xu Xiao squatted aside and watched carefully, and Xu Wuyi was responsible for mixing the fillings other than the meat filling.

While the meat was being bought, Ma Chunfang was responsible for buying vegetables and meat.

Last night she came up with a new flavor - prune and vegetable pancakes.

However, prunes stewed with meat are delicious when used as stuffing. No matter how early you get up, it won't help because the farmer's market is not open, so I don't have time this morning. I can buy it and stew it. You can try it at the night stall in the evening.So in addition to going to the meat stall, I also went to a stall selling dried vegetables.

On the way, I also thought: If the dried plum and vegetable sesame cakes can be sold well, I will let my mother be responsible for drying the vegetables in the future.The money you can earn for your own family will not go to outsiders, but how can you give it to outsiders?
Everything was ready, it was almost six o'clock, and each of us had a bowl of clear soup noodles cooked by Xu Yin. If we don't eat now, we will be busy and we won't have time to eat, so no matter whether we are hungry or not, we have to eat a bowl to satisfy our stomachs.

After breakfast, the family went out to the stall.

Xu Yin rode a tricycle, carrying two stoves, to the door of the machinery factory where her parents set up a stall.

Originally, the couple worked together to carry it there. Don't we have a tricycle? We can save a little manpower.

After putting down the stove, a couple carrying dough buckets, stuffing basins and other bottles and jars also arrived. One was lighting the stove and the other was clearing the countertop.

Xu Yin saw that they were busy and organized, so she didn't waste any more time. She asked her uncle and brother to get on the tricycle and took them to set up a stall at the entrance of the textile factory five streets away.

The family was so busy going in and out that they didn't notice that the women washing clothes and vegetables in the courtyard had stopped what they were doing at this moment, and everyone was concentrating on eating the Xu family's melons:
"Hey, we have two stoves today and a tricycle. Tricycles are not cheap."

"It doesn't look like a new one. It's a second-hand car bought from someone else."

"That second-hand one is also a tricycle, and it costs at least dozens of yuan."

"It seems that the Xu family's sesame cake business is good. One stove is not enough for baking, so they got another stove. No wonder Ma Chunfang called her brother here."

"Does any of you know how much Lao Xu can earn after doing business this day?" Jiao Dongmei did not go back after washing her clothes, but stood nearby to inquire.

"Who knows the exact amount? It's impossible for them to tell us." A woman next to him said with a smile, "But my old Liu buys his sesame cakes almost every day. The cheapest ones are [-] cents, and the most expensive ones are [-] cents. Lao Liu said that while he was waiting for the sesame cakes, he sold at least thirty of them.

"Hey! You sold thirty sesame pancakes in just one wait? Counting the cheapest 30 cents, that's six yuan! This is incredible! At the end of the day, it's easy to earn [-] yuan."

"Thirty a day? Isn't that a thousand a month?"

"No wonder we added another stove. Business is good. Who doesn't want to make more money?"

"You guys think, if my family gets a stove and sets up a stall, will there be any business?" A woman asked everyone for their opinions. "My old man Liang also wants to try it. It's really hard to find a job these days. I followed him to many places, and there were no factories looking for either regular workers or temporary workers."

"Don't tell me, my family also has this idea. Yesterday, my father and I went to the hardware store to look at stoves, but unfortunately we didn't see the right one. I heard that the stove in Lao Xu's house was made by his daughter. If she wasn't shameless enough, , I almost want to come and ask for experience, haha."

"Yeah, they definitely won't tell us how to make a stove. Who will send the business out?"

Jiao Dongmei stood beside the fire and said, "I saw Lao Xu's daughter making a stove the other day. It seemed quite simple. She just filled an iron bucket with some rotten cotton or something, covered it with a few layers of mud, and dug a hole underneath to make a charcoal fire. It’s not technically difficult. Since you two can’t find a job, let’s give it a try. It won’t cost a lot of money to try, and it will only waste a tin bucket. What if it works?”

The two women, who were about to be moved, were successfully raped, and they looked at each other: "How about giving it a try? If there is really business, we can also sell it elsewhere. It would be great if we don't compete with the old Xu family for business."

"Yes, yes, let's try it!"

Jiao Dongmei curled her lips, she was still waiting for the two sesame seed stalls to open and compete with the old Xu family.

It's best to lower the price of sesame cakes to the same price as the canteen.

A dime a sesame seed cake, no matter how good your business is, can you still earn more than working in a factory?
(End of this chapter)

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