Chapter 1209 Control group in the 1990s (18)

Jiao Dongmei hugged the soaked clothes and went home without a care. She went into the house and woke up Zhou Quancai, who was still sleeping soundly: "Old Zhou, Old Zhou..."

 “What are you doing? It’s still early, let me sleep a little longer!”

Zhou Quan opened his eyelids and glanced at the quartz clock on the bedside table, 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? Are there people of all ages?”

 “How do I know? You don’t let me go to his stall to buy sesame seed cakes.”

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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 it, and You are not allowed to inquire about his business..."

 “Mom, what time is it?”

 The Zhou Jiao siblings 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 and go to work at 7:30. 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 got up so early …”

Zhou Jiao became more and more annoyed as she listened. 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 covered her face with a snap:

"Mom, can you stop nagging me so early in the morning? I have to go to work at 7:30, 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?"

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

The Xu family are both laid-off workers. 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 20,000 yuan, they kept their jobs; the 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 and writing things for everyone. With three hundred yuan a month, you don’t have to worry about becoming a full-time employee, it’s just a word from the factory director.

Three of the family of four are regular workers in a large factory. They have a stable income every month and 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 much better. The man and the child continued to sleep without any resentment. She picked up the laundry tub with soaked clothes and went downstairs to the patio to wash it. She also inquired about the Xu family's profit from selling sesame cakes.

Two flowers bloom, each showing one branch.

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

To make sesame cakes delicious, and to make children as young as eighty and as young as two years old be able to bite into 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. If it's too hard, you'll easily choke. 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. Xu Wuyi was responsible for mixing the fillings other than the meat filling.

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

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

But prunes stewed with meat are delicious as fillings. No matter how early you get up, the farmer's market is not open, so it's too late this morning. So I bought it and stewed 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 the stall selling dried vegetables.

On the way, I was thinking: If the 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 noodle soup 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. We don’t have a tricycle anymore. We can save a little manpower.

 The couple put down the stove and arrived carrying dough buckets, stuffing basins and other bottles and jars. 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 delay any more. 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 busy in and out, and 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.”

“It’s a second-hand tricycle, and it costs at least dozens of yuan.”

“It seems that the Xu family’s business of sesame cakes 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 will earn after doing business this day?” Jiao Dongmei did not go back after washing her clothes, but stood aside 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 2 cents, and the most expensive ones are 50 cents. Lao Liu said that while he was waiting for the sesame cakes, he sold at least thirty of them.

“Hey! You sold thirty pancakes in just one wait? Calculating the cheapest 20 cents, that’s six yuan! This is incredible! At the end of the day, it’s easy to earn thirty 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 earn more.”

"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 succeeded, and they looked at each other: "How about giving it a try? If there is really business, we can also sell it elsewhere, as long as 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 is best to lower the price of sesame cakes to the same price as the canteen.

A sesame seed cake costs a dime, no matter how good your business is, can you still earn more than working in a factory?

 (End of this chapter)