novelraw Chapter 209 Who doesn't know to apply face powder?
Chapter 209 Who doesn't know to apply face powder?
Yang Wuni refused to accept this humiliation and put on her clothes to go to the west room to talk to Liao Zhi.
"Oh my god! Yang Wuni, you little devil, can't you just shut up for a second?"
You can't tell outsiders about what happens between you and your husband in bed, you know?
I'm just temporarily afraid of people talking. Can't you shut your mouth for a few minutes?
Zhang Changyao grabbed Yang Wuni, patted her leg with one hand, and whispered to her to discuss the matter.
"Zhang Changyao, then you're not allowed to complain about me anymore. I can say whatever I want."
Yang Wuni did not struggle and obediently let Zhang Changyao pull her back into bed.
Despite his verbal resentment, when Zhang Changyao did that...
Yang Wuni dared not make a sound, biting the corner of the blanket in her mouth.
Zhang Changyao knew that he had been kicked and that this had left him with a chronic illness.
Ignoring the sweat that covered him afterward, he tenderly pulled the corner of the blanket out of Yang Wuni's mouth.
"Wu Ni, you silly little thing, it's my fault that you've suffered."
"Zhang Changyao, it's alright. It was Brother Du Qiu who kicked you and hurt you. It's my fault for not recognizing you."
Yang Wuni's clear eyes showed no blame towards Zhang Changyao, only her own guilt towards him.
Before dawn, Zhang Changyao got up early and put the remaining popcorn into a bucket.
Having learned from the experience of being kicked away last time, this time ropes were tied to both the bucket and the teacup.
There was a movie showing at 10 a.m., and the vendors outside the cinema were already squatting on the steps.
To secure the best spots with high foot traffic, people arrive early.
The old lady selling peanuts and the old man selling popcorn saw Zhang Changyao driving his donkey cart over.
Seeing each other as if they were common enemies, they quickly huddled together and began to discuss something.
Zhang Changyao couldn't be bothered to argue with the elderly. He tied up his donkey cart and got out of bed to start hawking his wares.
"Delicious sugar-coated popcorn, try it before you buy, or you don't have to pay."
Zhang Changyao had only called out twice when people walking nearby, as if they had finally seen him, crowded around him.
You have two bowls, he has three bowls... in the blink of an eye, a whole bucket of popcorn is gone.
"Brother, when are you going to sell this again? My classmates all say it's delicious, and they all want to buy some."
A girl who looked like a middle school student, with both of her shirt pockets bulging, kept asking Zhang Changyao questions.
"I'll bring a lot more tomorrow morning. After we sell them at the movie theater, I'll go to your school."
Zhang Changyao put the teacup in the water bucket, tied the bucket to the cart's deck, and then turned to tell the middle school student.
"Big brother, you must come tomorrow! I've told my classmates to wait for you at the school gate."
The middle school student, with her two long braids swaying, led her timid male classmate away.
"Young man, do you still sell your popcorn wholesale?"
The stubborn, white-haired old lady came over and started talking to Zhang Changyao with a kind expression.
"Auntie, please don't kick my water bucket again. I just got married, and this is the only water bucket in our family."
Zhang Changyao was still wary of the old woman and was about to leave with his donkey.
"Young man, Old Mrs. Lu and I have discussed it and we want to buy your popcorn wholesale."
Since you came to sell popcorn, my sister and I haven't been able to sell a whole teacup of our stuff.
"Young people love your popcorn, we're guaranteed to make a profit if we sell it to you." The dried-up old man chimed in.
"Auntie, Uncle, then I won't sell it myself tomorrow. I'll wholesale the popcorn to you two."
"I won't license this movie theater to anyone else; you two have it all to yourself."
Seeing the sincerity on the old man and woman's faces, Zhang Changyao agreed.
"Zhang Changyao, why are you back so early? Did you give away the popcorn?"
Yang Wuni looked at the empty bucket and went over to rummage through Zhang Changyao's pants pocket.
"Wu Ni, this time let's make some fried popcorn."
I want to turn all the corn kernels in our family into popcorn, and then into bills.
A smile appeared on Zhang Changyao's face that he had never shown before, a symbol of pride that comes from a man's accomplishments.
"Zhang Changyao, you can't do that. If you turn corn into money, what will our family eat?"
"We can't afford to eat grain that's been returned to us or grain that's been sold at negotiated prices, can we?"
Yang Wuni, who had just seen Qian Mei smiling broadly, immediately looked at Zhang Changyao with a serious expression.
"Wu Ni, you silly girl, now that we have money, what kind of food can't we afford?"
If we add wheat flour and soybean flour to cornmeal, the steamed buns made from these three ingredients will be incredibly delicious.
A pound of corn costs three cents. When fried into sugary popcorn, it can fill ten tea bowls with some left over.
Ten bowls of sugar-coated popcorn, wholesaled to those small vendors, cost only one dollar and fifty cents.
Wheat flour costs 80 cents a pound, and one pound of corn can be exchanged for about two pounds of wheat flour.
Based on this calculation, our family could afford to eat white flour every day.
Zhang Changyao counted on Yang Wuni's fingers and explained to her how to calculate the bill.
"Zhang Changyao, you're just trying to fool me. My sister-in-law has been selling popcorn for years, why can't she eat white flour every day?"
It's only when relatives or friends who never come that I get to cook a meal.
I can smell what kind of food is coming out of the house.
After they came and left, the children got nothing.
If it's left to grow moldy and no outsiders come, then it can be shared with a few children.
It's not like we're making money as much as you say, otherwise who wouldn't put face powder on their face?
What mother would willingly be stingy with her child, having money but not providing them with good food?
Yang Wuni stuffed the money into her pants pocket, blinked her big eyes, and asked Zhang Changyao in confusion.
"Wu Ni, how can I explain this to you? Your sister-in-law sells them bowl by bowl, so the quantity is small and the income is definitely small."
Furthermore, Ganggang Village only has one primary school, and the students don't have money; most of them can't afford popcorn.
Unlike here, where the town and township are in one place, there are many work units, as well as a middle school and a movie theater.
I'll take two buckets with me tomorrow and wander around the gates of various workplaces and schools.
We strive to ensure that people everywhere can enjoy our sugar-coated popcorn.
Only when everyone knows about it can we make money, and only then can we eat white flour buns every day and have meat at every meal.
Zhang Changyao simply sat on the donkey cart, imagining the life he was about to see.
"Zhang Changyao, I'm thinking of having your sister-in-law come and make popcorn with you."
In this way, the children can also eat white flour buns every day, just like us, and have some meat.
Yang Wuni pulled down Zhang Changyao's raised arm, grabbed his hand, and begged him.
"Wu Ni, it's not... it's not that I disagree with your idea."
That's right, that's right... We can't do business with my sister-in-law, it would hurt our relationship.
Sister-in-law is different from Brother Ga; we can't make her write a guarantee for us.
Besides, our father and children still need our sister-in-law to take care of them.
If she comes to our house, what will we do with all the old and young people?
It's manageable when the little lock gets bigger, but what about the two little ones who are still in school?
You can wait until we have money and then help your sister-in-law and the children.
This way, my sister-in-law will be happy too, and we can't let money cause a rift between us.