Chapter 42: Small Yellow Croaker Appears

Wang Heping was originally reading a newspaper in the main room, but he had no choice. His elder brother and younger brother were busy writing, so he had to stay outside. He didn't dare to flip through those exciting magazines in front of his mother, so he could only flip through the newspaper out of boredom.

As a result, he actually saw the goddess he had longed for, Chen Xueru, the owner of a silk shop on Qianmen Street.

My goodness, what is Wang Yuanchao's ability to make this young woman always thinking about him?
He was a little flustered for a moment and tripped over the leg of a bench, almost falling down, which led to a scolding from his mother.

When Wang Yuanchao walked out of the room, he immediately saw the slim Chen Xueru outside the door, chatting casually with her mother.

When he saw her coming out, the other person glanced at her.

Didn’t you say not to come to my house?
Wang Yuanchao said:

"Sister Chen, let's go out and talk. Mom, I asked Sister Chen for help. Let's go out for a while!"

Chen Xueru said goodbye to her mother.

The light in Chen Xueru's eyes when she saw her youngest son just now did not escape her eyes. Miao Cui felt that her youngest son could not be...

Because she didn't think that her younger son needed Chen Xueru's help for any problem.

Turning back, she saw her second son holding a glass of water and looking around stupidly. She scolded him in a low voice:
"Do you know about your brother?"

Wang Heping waved his hands repeatedly, his heart was already in turmoil. No wonder his third brother's thinking became so mature all of a sudden, it turned out that even his taste had become so mature.

Seeing that her mother's face looked a little strange, she said quickly:
"Hey, Mom, don't let your imagination run wild.

If there was something, why would they come to my house so openly? And even brought a big watermelon?

Don't you know about Lao San's art troupe? There are so many pretty girls in it!
Really, don’t think about it.”

Mother Miao Cuicai felt that she was a little too nervous.

But this is hard to explain. When Chen Xueru saw her youngest son, her eyes lit up.

She then thought of her youngest son who always wanted to go out alone, wasn’t it because... ?
She was a little afraid to think about it.

Boss Chen is already old, and her son is already that grown up, right?
She had no heart to work and just sat on the stool daydreaming.

……

"Didn't you say not to come rashly?"

"Brother, what you said is not very kind.

I went to pick up Hou Kui from school several times, but I didn't run into you. I finally ran into your sister, and she said you went to work!"

Wang Yuanchao was speechless and said:
"Speaking of which, I have to thank Sister Chen for giving me the news back then, otherwise I might have missed the opportunity to join the art troupe."

Chen Xueru couldn't help but look at this young man Wang Yuanchao with admiration. He actually got in!
Then she smiled and said:

"It won't do if my sister only brings a watermelon today. I have to treat my brother to a good meal tomorrow. We have to start the celebration party.

Look, I kept our promise. I didn't even look at your second brother just now!"

Wang Heping works in a more remote farm, so it might be harder to meet him. She also found out that Wang Heping used to be a big troublemaker in this area. Although he is not high-end, he is definitely qualified to sell loose goods.

When the teenagers get angry, even adults have to stay away from them. For example, her son Hou Kui was the most recent one. He hit people with a brick as soon as he was told to.

Chen Xueru's words were a bit ambiguous, but Wang Yuanchao didn't mind and said:
"Sister Chen is coming today?"

Chen Xueru said leisurely:

"Don't you know why my sister is here? Several old customers are about to overturn my store. I can't afford to offend any of them.

I've been looking for you every day but can't find you. Isn't this the only way I can help?"

Chen Xueru now has only two pairs of stockings on hand, one flesh-colored and one gray. She had originally intended to use them for herself, but had never dared to let them go. Now she is keeping them just in case.

The customers thought she was thrifty and raised the price, so she raised the unit price to 100 yuan. It was so painful that she could not make money.

Wang Yuanchao said:

"My second brother just came back today. I plan to have a good talk with him about this in the evening."

Chen Xueru said anxiously:

"Didn't we talk last week?"

Wang Yuanchao said:

"We talked about it, but he has his own rules for getting the goods, I don't really understand it." Chen Xueru unconsciously moved closer and said:

"Good brother, you must follow your second brother closely. If someone else steals the show, not only will our work be in vain, but we may even be hated by others."

Wang Yuanchao suddenly had an idea:
"He has recently considered applying for a house from the street office. He is being controlled by his parents at home, so there is nothing he can do. It is inconvenient."

Chen Xueru said:

"There is a deputy director in Beixinqiao Subdistrict, I know him very well. As for Jiaodaokou Subdistrict, can I ask someone to help me find out? But he has to be a formal employee!"

In the adult world, the naughty boys are still children playing house and have no official relationship with them.

Wang Yuanchao was delighted. If he hit the pole well, he might be able to knock out some dates.

"I'll go to your store tomorrow night?"

Chen Xueru asked:

"How many can there be this time? I can prepare in advance."

In fact, Chen Xueru now has a large sum of money and tickets.

Wang Yuanchao said:

"I can't give you an exact number. I need to discuss this with my brother!"

Chen Xueru almost acted like a spoiled child to Wang Yuanchao and whispered:
"Good brother, how can it be less than last time? There are many big customers who have made reservations. If it is less, I am worried that you will not be able to see me next time!"

Wang Yuanchao couldn't stand Chen Xueru's coquettishness. Being so close to her, he could almost feel the heat from her mouth.

This woman is playing with fire!

But the alley was pitch black at the moment, and the two of them didn't dare to speak loudly, so they were almost whispering to each other, right?
"I understand. I promise to fight for it with my brother."

Chen Xueru was satisfied and moved away a little, saying:
"By the way, ask your brother if they will accept the small yellow croakers over there."

Many of the receipts Chen Xueru prepared last time were from the store or from people she traded with. In the end, they were not enough, so she went to the pigeon market to buy some. It was a lot of effort anyway.

Generally speaking, people have more money but fewer tickets. Some customers can’t even afford a 50 yuan ticket, but they have a lot of money!
What can Chen Xueru do?
She admitted that she made a lot of money, but after paying off the last debt, it was definitely not enough for this transaction.

Some customers really couldn't produce the invoice, so they used small yellow croaker as payment. The price was the same as the bank's, 240 yuan per tael.

If it were a pigeon market, the price would increase by at least 20 or 30 yuan.

This is real hard currency!

She felt that the Wang brothers behind him would definitely prefer large and small yellow croakers.

Wang Yuanchao's heart skipped a beat: Has it come to the point of collecting small yellow croakers?
The desire for gold in his soul made him ask:
"How much?"

Chen Xueru heard this and thought it was a good idea. She said:
"I won't let you suffer a loss. 260 per tael. The price in the pigeon market is definitely higher than this. The ticket has to be converted into money. Tickets are hard to get outside, you know."

Chen Xueru's meaning was very clear. She planned to use small yellow croaker to pay off the debt. However, if she used small yellow croaker as payment, there would only be small yellow croaker and no tickets.

To be honest, her clients were not short of money, or even gold or silver, but they were short of tickets.

When it comes to gold transactions, she could just tell the other party that the seller only wants gold.

What a hassle-free thing.

She didn't dare deal with people who had a lot of tickets.

Who has the most tickets? Of course, the people who print and distribute the tickets.

But is it so easy to earn money from those people’s votes?
To put it another way, those people should be aware of the impact, right? It is very likely that even if they buy it, they will only dare to wear it at home or in their pants!
"How is the ticket price calculated?"

Chen Xueru said:

"Sister won't take advantage of you, and you, don't take advantage of sister either, let's calculate according to the market price of pigeons..."

Because the types of bills Wang Yuanchao wanted were limited and the market price was relatively transparent, and the price Chen Xueru mentioned was on the higher side of the market price (Boss Chen always bought them in small quantities and she had never dealt in them before, so she couldn't compare with the wholesale price), when Wang Yuanchao heard this, of course he had to agree.

"Okay, I'll go back and tell my brother, but it can't be all small croakers, at least give some cash or something."

Chen Xueru was stunned. Hey, I'll give you 260 gold. If you go to the market, you'll make or yuan. That's a sure thing, right? You want to make money?

But thinking of the fact that she had promised Wang Yuanchao to raise the price by 5 yuan, Chen Xueru's eyes flickered. This kid also had some ideas, so she said:
"Don't worry, I'll give you cash for your share!"

(End of this chapter)