Reborn as the twin sister of the male protagonist with her mortal enemy

Even if the policy was a little more relaxed for doing business, he was already very lucky. He only made 20 or 30 yuan in the first two months and still felt that he was great.

Comparing the two, Zheng Guixiang couldn't help but sigh: "My two daughters are really promising. They can make money at such a young age. They will definitely be millionaires in the future."

Then he said to his son, "Feizhou, you are a boy, so you should also learn from your sisters."

Mu Xiaoyun couldn't help but defend her son: "The master said that our Feizhou is a late bloomer. Besides, he is still so young, what can he do?"

Zheng Feizhou felt quite proud upon hearing this, and took the initiative to run over and turn to the last page of the notebook. There were three “+1”s registered under his name, which were the contributions he got from going to the stall with his sister three times.

"Dad, I can already make money."

Zheng Guixiang...

Zheng Feizhou asked again: "Dad, how much money did you make when you were my age?"

Zheng Guixiang gritted his teeth. What should he do? He wanted to beat him again.

Zheng Juzi said: "Dad was not as lucky as you in reincarnation. Grandpa is not as good as dad and can only barely feed the family. Unlike dad, he can not only support our family but also give us pocket money. It is already amazing that he can do what dad does.

Without your father’s support, you and I would only be herding cattle and cutting grass for pigs in the mountains, or picking up manure in the fields. How could we set up a stall to make money? We can achieve what we have today because we have an awesome father.”

Zheng Hanqiu spat in his heart: Flatterer!

Zheng Juzi glared back: What do you know? This is to provide emotional value! How do you want to spend your money without relying on the financial sponsor?

Sure enough, Zheng Guixiang was in a good mood and took the initiative to tell his daughter about the family background that he was reluctant to reveal just now.

Not much, just enough for a millionaire.

Zheng Juzi's face was full of smiles, and her eyes were full of stars. "That's great, our family is now a millionaire. Dad, you and mom are both amazing."

He was being modest, so she had to praise him, and by the way, she glared at Zheng Hanqiu.

Zheng Hanqiu also smiled and flattered: "Dad, you are my idol!"

Zheng Guixiang: "What is an idol?"

Zheng Hanqiu… “You are my role model, Dad!”

Zheng Guixiang couldn't help but burst into laughter, and Mu Xiaoyun beside him couldn't help but say, "These two kids are really like that."

A slight disdain, yet full of pampering.

Sure enough, away from her children with the surname Qi, each one is better than the other.

Now that you are looking at the account book, you must read it to the end.

There are accounts for income and records for expenditure. Zheng Juzi's account book is very clear, and even outsiders can understand it at a glance.

Mu Xiaoyun felt a headache when she thought of all the bad debts she had.

There is no other way. My family has had little money since I was a child, and I want to spend every penny as it comes. So what surplus should I keep account of?

I have only had enough money in the last two years. Without the habit of keeping accounts, I feel that all the time is the same. The money has been spent, so can I get it back by keeping accounts?

Sometimes she would feel that the accounts at home and on the farm didn't add up, but with a man by her side she didn't want to worry about it.

Seeing his daughter's two clear account books at this moment, Mu Xiaoyun couldn't help but think that he should also record his accounts clearly.

Her daughter recorded every penny of her spending in detail, but she couldn't remember how much money she had given to the children.

It's not that she doesn't have time, but she's just too lazy to do it.

I am such a grown-up, but I am not as good as a child.

"Juzi, who did you learn this from?" The accounts were recorded so clearly that even if she had no experience, she could clearly tell where the family's money came from and where it went. She couldn't help but ask.

Zheng Juzi looked at her in confusion: "Didn't the teacher say that?"

"Oh, really?" Mu Xiaoyun didn't quite believe it. Would the teachers in their school teach the children this? Maybe the teachers themselves didn't know it?

It’s not surprising that she thought this way, because there was no exam.

"Didn't the teacher say that we should be diligent and frugal? How can I know if I have been diligent and frugal if I don't register?" Zheng Juzi asked back.

Is there such a saying? Mu Xiaoyun was stunned.

"Mom, you don't have an account book, do you?" Zheng Juzi asked in surprise.

Mu Xiaoyun, who didn't have an account book, said stubbornly: "It's enough for me to have an account book in my mind."

"That won't do." Zheng Juzi lowered her voice and approached her mother, saying mysteriously, "Dad is already a millionaire now, and he will definitely be a hundred thousandaire in the future. You have to manage his money."

Mu Xiaoyun...she manages the money? She herself feels that the family property is not safe.

Zheng Hanqiu kept winking at her sister, "Mom, we can make money now, so you don't have to cut back on your spending. Just do whatever makes you feel comfortable, okay?"

Mu Xiaoyun was not a person who liked to save money. Many people who have experienced a time of extreme material scarcity have become extremely fond of material things, as if they would not feel safe if they did not own a lot of things.

She was just talking about it just now, but now she really wants to save money.

She didn't know why, but she felt like a lot of money was like water, flowing away through her fingers without her noticing.

Apart from this house and the money in the passbook, she really didn't know where the family's money went. "I... don't know how to manage money."

Zheng Juzi, who wanted to help her mother, felt that if she let her mother manage the money like this, the family business would be in danger.

Some things cannot be forced.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter. If you don't buy a TV, you can buy an electric fan. Electric fans are not cheap at this time. They cost more than 100 yuan each and you have to talk nicely with the supply and marketing cooperative to buy one.

There are already quite a few private stores in the town, but home appliances are expensive, so even if private companies want to do home appliance business, they will open their stores in the county town instead of in the town.

Therefore, if they want to buy electric fans, they can only go to the supply and marketing cooperatives.

The supply and marketing cooperative in the town was farther away from home than the garment factory, so the wealthy Zheng Guixiang drove a tractor to take his whole family to the supply and marketing cooperative.

An old cement exterior wall with a few large characters written in red paint under the eaves.

At this time, the supply and marketing cooperative was like a miniature department store, with everything, but that was all.

Clothes, shoes, hats, daily necessities, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, rice, flour, grain and oil... and household appliances.

"Little girl, what do you want to buy this time?"

There were two salespersons in the supply and marketing cooperative. One of them knew the Zheng Hanqiu sisters. One bought a lot of cloth and cotton from her, and the other bought two power-off batteries from her. Not to mention other daily things, they were all generous despite their young age.

This time I brought my parents with me, so it must be a big order.

In the past, the supply and marketing cooperatives were very tight, and people had to beg them to buy things, and their service attitude was not very good. Now that there are many private stores opened in the town, they are under more pressure, and their attitude has to be better.