Seventy-year-old book: The villain Zaizai’s best mother

Third Sister Gu is here, and Xia Mingshuang is really relaxed. She left the little Zaizai at home for the third sister to look after, and the third sister could cook for the children at noon. According to Sister Gu, she can do things like fetching water, milling, chopping firewood, etc. There is no need to spend money to hire Zhao Juying, so Xia Mingshuang naturally refuses.

She only needed the help of her third sister to do some housework, but she didn't need to do any physical work. Besides, Zhao Juying had no choice but to earn the money.

Xia Mingshuang taught her third sister how to make jam, and asked her to make jam for Zhao Huilan and Fang Rong as she said.

It’s cold now and jam has a long shelf life, but you have to pay attention to details.

Although Third Sister Gu is a country woman, she also likes to be clean, and she is loyal and dull. She is not very bright but not too flexible. She is not lazy or slippery, and she is not able to cut corners. She does whatever Xia Mingshuang tells her to do.

Xia Mingshuang saw that she was doing a good job, so he left it to her and just went to work.

After two days of busy work, Xia Mingshuang and Zhong Lianche went to the city to deliver some jam to them.

This time she went to the department store first to find Fang Rong.

The Winter Solstice will be here in a while, and Fang Rong is also very busy now. Generally, when winter is close to the Chinese New Year, major supply and marketing cooperatives and department stores are the busiest time. No matter how reluctant they are to give up food and clothing on weekdays, they will try their best to get new clothes, shoes, etc. for their children and wives during the New Year.

After hearing Xiao Qiu say that Zhong Lian was looking for her, Fang Rong knew that it was Xia Mingshuang who was here. She quickly closed the account book in her hand and went to meet Xia Mingshuang excitedly.

It was the end of the tenth month of the lunar calendar, and the weather was extremely cold after a heavy snowfall. Xia Mingshuang was wearing a cotton jacket and cotton trousers, with an earthy-yellow triangular scarf worn by Mother Chicken around her head.

The scarf is actually a large scarf. Countryside women fold it in half and then wrap it directly from the back of the head to the front.

Don't look at this kind of scarf, it was very popular in rural areas in the 90s and 70s. Now in the early [-]s, most rural women don't have one and are reluctant to buy it!

Xia Mingshuang's piece was bought by the original owner, and she didn't mind it even though it was rustic. Keeping warm was the top priority.

But in fact, it is really not warm, and it will freeze your face if you move your neck. Especially when riding a bicycle, you have to put on a hat and put something around the front to avoid freezing your mouth and face.

Mainly due to the weather in the north, the breath turned into frost. After a while, my eyebrows and bangs were covered with white frost. Even the scarf or mask around my mouth was covered with frost, which was icy and wet, which was particularly uncomfortable.

Fang Rong hurried forward to greet her and said with a smile: "You must be freezing. Come to my office to warm up."

All large state-owned units in Mingcheng have heating, and department stores are no exception.

Xia Ming hurriedly took off her scarf, her mouth and nose slowly freezing. Zhong Lian's car had no heating, and a piece of glass was broken. There was air leakage from all sides, which made her very cold.

Deputy Manager Liu watched from a distance and asked Deputy Manager Zhao next to him, "Old Zhao, what is Xiaofang doing?"

Deputy Manager Zhao took a look and said, "Maybe he is a poor relative who came to her to buy things."

Department stores are a hot spot, and those who can work here walk sideways when they go out. Everyone is rushing to curry favor and get married, just so they can buy things easily and buy the bargains inside.

Deputy Manager Liu followed him secretly, wanting to see what Fang Rong was doing.

Fang Rong led Xia Mingshuang into her office. She shared an office with her group of employees. The room was well heated and the windows needed to be opened for ventilation. There were several pots of orchids and narcissus placed on the windowsill, which were decorated in a very stylish way. .

Zhong Lian helped bring the jam that Xia Mingshuang brought to Fang Rong and put it in a cabinet in the corner that was not so warm. He turned around and Fang Rong took it away.

Fang Rong poured Xia Mingshuang a cup of hot water, put two spoons of brown sugar in it, and added a small spoonful of wolfberry and two white chrysanthemums.

Xia Mingshuang thanked him, held the big glass to warm his hands, and sipped it in small sips.

Fang Rong walked to the door and took a look. No one was outside. When she came back, she whispered to Xia Mingshuang: "Our manager has agreed to put the fake collar on the counter. However," she paused. Xia Mingshuang did not rush to ask, waiting for her to continue. Fang Rong smiled and said, "Actually, it's nothing. It's just that our other deputy manager suggested that the state-owned tailor shop also make fake collars. When the time comes, we will do it together, which will be a bit like a competition."

She was afraid that Xia Mingshuang would be unhappy, so she said, "She's not targeting you, she's targeting me."

Xia Mingshuang nodded and didn't care. The fake collar didn't have any unique craftsmanship. It was just half a shirt. Those who knew how to make shirts would naturally make fake collars. Clothing styles are always the first to be made, and those who come after them imitate them if they think they look good. This is how fashion becomes popular.

She smiled and said: "Sister Fang, don't worry, we win by quality and do our best based on the limited supply of fabrics."

She discussed her ideas with Fang Rong. No matter what the department store did, she would not lose her chain here.

In addition, she feels that there is nothing to worry about. The main problem now is not whether it can be sold or not, or who sells it best. The main problem is that there is not enough fabric.

Raw materials are limited, consumers cannot buy what they want, and demand exceeds supply.

So she felt that the assistant manager couldn't even compete in the ring.

Fang Rong understood what Xia Mingshuang meant and said with a smile: "Sure, then I will try my best to get you as much cloth as possible. Whoever can get more cloth will be more powerful."

As long as you make it, you won't have to worry about not being able to sell it. In the end, the total turnover will be high, the efficiency will be good, and you will naturally win.

Xia Mingshuang: "Yes, Sister Fang has a heavy task and will be burdened a lot."

After chatting for a while, Fang Rong took out the newspaper and said angrily: "Mingshuang, you said you were so capable, why didn't you tell us? What a surprise for me."

Xia Mingshuang looked at it and exclaimed in surprise, "Didn't I learn to read from my daughter? I have so many ideas in my mind that I can't control. Looking at the articles in other newspapers, I wondered if I could write too? I My daughter encouraged me, and we wrote these two articles together. In fact, it was mostly my daughter who came up with the idea, and I just followed suit."

She always thought that it had not been picked up, but she didn't expect that it had been posted for several days.

Then why doesn’t she get royalties?

Xia Mingshuang doesn't feel much about fame. After all, she has long been famous in modern times. If she likes it, she will praise and praise it, and if she doesn't like it or have negative fans, she will criticize her. Yes, she is a chef just because she has served several delicious dishes. The show has countless negative fans.

She is mainly concerned about money now, "Sister Fang, how much do you think it will cost to publish two articles?"

Fang Rong looked at her in surprise, "Didn't I remit the royalties to you?"

Xia Mingshuang shook his head: "No."

Fang Rong frowned slightly, "I'll ask the newspaper office for you later to see what's going on."

She encouraged Xia Mingshuang to continue writing, "Your ideas are very mature and your literary talent is very good. Keep writing."

Xia Mingshuang: "I'm busy now, but I will try it if I have time."

Fang Rong told her to just mention any difficulties. She wished that Xia Mingshuang would continue to publish articles, which would kill Deputy Manager Liu's brain.