Back to 1979: Sending the Educated Youth’s Wife Back to the City

Chapter 173 Prosperity
That night, Wang Dexian stayed at the military compound. Grandpa Wang's small, Soviet-style villa was quite large, with three floors and several rooms. His three sons and one daughter each had their own room. As for the grandchildren, if their parents weren't around, they could stay in their parents' room.

But Wang Dezhi and Wang Dexian also have their own fixed rooms, and they are the only two grandchildren to have such rooms. Those who can contribute to the family are definitely treated differently.

Qin Hua naturally went home with Fang Mingche. She and Yan Yan both loved listening to military songs and watching the ballet "The Red Detachment of Women" from beginning to end.

Before leaving, Yanyan waved to Wang Dezhi's son, "Goodbye, little brother——"

Last time Wang Dexian got married, his third brother's son, Wang Yao, gave his mini bike to Yanyan to ride. Just now, the two kids went to the bathroom together, and it was Wang Yao who waited for Yanyan at the bathroom door and then brought her back.

At this moment he also waved, "Goodbye Yanyan!"

After getting in their car, Fang Mingche asked the two people who were still talking in the back seat, "Why do you two like each other so much?"

Qin Hua said, "There's really no entertainment to watch these days. The movies on TV are all old ones, like 'Tunnel Warfare' and 'Landmine Warfare'. So, it's quite interesting to see something new every now and then. Besides, the art troupe performs really well. Even Grandpa Wang and the others sing with great enthusiasm."

"What about you, Yanyan?"

Yanyan said: "I just think they sing and dance very vigorously, and the tunes are also beautiful."

"It's very passionate, but not very strenuous."

When they got off the bus, Yanyan fell asleep. Fang Mingche lifted her up by her little butt and let her lean on his shoulder. Then he took Qin Hua home.

"Brother Mingche, take Yanyan back to the room to sleep. I'm fine, it's so close."

"It's not a question of whether it's close or not. I brought you back and I must send you home. Let's go——"

Otherwise, if a cat suddenly jumped out of the alley, it would scare the little girl. How would he explain this to Wang Dexian?

Before, everyone paid the money, and the street lights in this area were all on. Now it was past ten o'clock, and there was no one around. Only the occasional latecomer like them came.

The two of them walked to the compound where Qin Hua lived. Qin Zhao came out when he heard the noise. He only had this one daughter, and he cared deeply about her.

"Xiao Fang, thank you for bringing her in." Seeing Fang Mingche holding his sleeping daughter, he quickly smiled and thanked him.

"It's my duty, Uncle Qin. Fine, I'll leave the person to you and I'll go back too."

"Okay, go to bed early."

Qin Hua also said, "Goodbye, Brother Mingche!"

Fang Mingche carried Yanyan back and sent her directly to the east wing.

Fang Fang was still awake, reading a picture book under the desk lamp. She had borrowed it from the Capital Library using Fang Mingche's library card.

Fang Mingche put Yanyan on the bed and took off her skirt.

Fang Fang said, "Dad, you go to sleep. I'll get some hot water to wipe my sister's hands and feet."

Fang Mingche nodded, "Okay, you should go to bed early too."

He washed up and tiptoed back to the main room, afraid of waking up his youngest son. Changchang usually went to bed around 8 o'clock, but would wake up around 12 o'clock to have a midnight feed, and another around 4 o'clock.

Therefore, Lin Yan's sleep quality at night must have been greatly affected. As a mother, you basically have to stay up late for a long time for your children.

She hasn't gone to bed yet, and the neighbors watching TV probably just left.

Seeing Fang Mingche coming back, Lin Yan asked in a low voice: "Is the show good?"

"Not bad, their art troupe is professional. Yanyan watched it from beginning to end anyway."

Fang Mingche saw Lin Yan looked haggard under the light and couldn't help but say, "Ayan, thank you for your hard work. I wish I could take your place."

Lin Yan said: "If there is breast milk, then of course I will breastfeed him. And I don't have anything else to do all day, so I just need to take good care of him."

First, it saves money, and second, breast milk is more nutritious. And breast milk comes quickly, so you can just hold the "rice bowl" and eat it when you want to eat it. You have to cool the boiled water and test the temperature before feeding the baby when mixing milk powder.

The child woke up in the middle of the night, too late to wait. He turned around and cried heartbreakingly. He only knew that he was hungry and needed food soon.

Fang Mingche looked at the crib next to the big bed, which would be very convenient for Lin Yan to pick up at night.

The youngest son slept sideways toward his mother, his hands clenched into fists. It was such a beautiful sight! He watched for a long moment before moving around to his side and getting into bed.

He did not tell A Yan that Cao Ze wanted to forcefully buy the shares. But since Wang San Ge also arranged for the retired soldier to live in a nearby guesthouse to protect his wife and children, it means that he also believed that Cao Ze was likely to do it.

However, now that Third Brother Wang had eliminated one of Cao Ze's associates at the bank, the spotlight had indeed shifted to him. The new generation leader of the Wang family was still reliable. This would allow him to work more steadily and be more willing to share one-third of the profits with the Wang family.

The next day, when Lin Yan woke up, she heard Yan Yan dancing and singing on tiptoe in the courtyard: Go forward, go forward. Soldiers have heavy responsibilities, and women have deep grievances. In ancient times, Hua Mulan joined the army for her father, and now women soldiers carry guns for the people.
Fang Fang said, "I've seen this movie."

Yan Yan quickly stood up and asked, "Where did you see it?"

"It was the movie that was shown in the village. Come to think of it, you were there too. But you were still little at the time, and after watching the beginning you rubbed your eyes and started clamoring for sleep."

Yanyan was stunned. I have seen it too?

Fang Jian said, "This kind of old movie is often shown. I've seen it two or three times."

He was also doing boxing under the tree. Seeing his cousin doing it very well, he followed his father and started to learn.

"Good morning, mom." Fang Fang turned her head and saw Lin Yan coming out, and greeted her.

Lin Yan smiled and motioned for her to come over and help hold Fang Chang.

Fang Chang wasn't particularly particular about people, especially with his mother right beside him. He only insisted on Lin Yan's help when he had just woken up, was about to fall asleep, or was feeling unwell.

Fang Fang held her cousin and followed Lin Yan to the kitchen, watching her make breakfast for her.

The three siblings had already eaten at Boss Cui's place, having soy milk and fried dough sticks. As for their father, he had gone to the travel agency with the two uncles.

Xiao Xie came back from selling a round of eggs to replenish his stock, and turned in when he passed by the small side courtyard.

"Just eating?"

Lin Yan felt a little embarrassed. It was actually past nine o'clock. She had fed her son in bed this morning and then took a nap with him.

Fortunately, she lives in a private house, otherwise someone in the slum would definitely call her a lazy woman.

Xiao Xie said, "Well, you are so lucky. What's there to be ashamed of? But you lived so well before and after giving birth, and now you look haggard. It seems that giving birth and raising a child is indeed a big loss."

She took Fang Chang from Fang Fang's hand. It was obvious that he had something to say to Yao Ma, so Fang Fang went out.

Xiao Xie asked, "Hey, Lingzi has been living next door to us. Isn't she going home?"

She had her eye on that room long ago and wanted to rent it and ask her sister to come over. Working here was already a luxury compared to staying at home.

Unfortunately, my mother-in-law always disagrees. She says that since she's here, there's no need to waste money. She says that she only provides food and lodging, and making two sets per season is not acceptable.

Tsk, she actually believed her mother-in-law's solemn promise that she always had their best interests at heart. She even thought of asking her for advice on how to get the neighbors in the compound to turn a blind eye.

Now she was planning to act first and ask for permission later, bringing the person over first. Even the 40 yuan she earned a month was enough for the two sisters' expenses. She was using her own money to hire someone to take care of her mother-in-law. Why did she need her mother-in-law's approval?
But just as she was about to do so, Lingzi moved in next door. Teacher Fang's student had only stayed for a few days, but who knew how long Lingzi would stay? She seemed to be staying permanently, even buying things to decorate her space.

Lingzi's father was furious that night, and Xiao Xie had no time to admit that she was renting the room. He assumed Lingzi would just hide for two days, resolve the conflict with her family, or reach an agreement, and then move back home to rent a room. After all, there was still a room available in their house.

Lin Yan shook her head and said, "I don't know. But I don't think her parents will let her live alone outside for too long."

Now Lingzi doesn't go home for meals. She eats lunch and lunch with her colleagues from the travel agency, and she also eats breakfast at Boss Cui's place. It's convenient!
But if she eats like this, her monthly meal allowance of about 26 yuan will be gone. In addition, the travel agency is not responsible for breakfast, so she has to pay for it herself. That will cost her about 40 yuan a month. This is more expensive than eating at home. Add in the rent, and she will spend yuan.

Xiao Xie said, "That's why I've always envied the girls in the city who can earn and spend their own money. I also hope my sister can live a life like that."

Lin Yan flipped the poached eggs in the pot and asked, "Your sister shouldn't be that old yet, right?"

Xiao Xie, she remembered, was seven or eight years younger than Teacher Gao. They got married not long after they reached the marriageable age. Now she was only 19 years old.

"Well, I'm almost 17. But if I stay in the countryside, people will come to my house to introduce me to a date. Usually, if my family agrees, they will get ready to get married after a while. Then I can have a few more children, and I'll be carrying one on my back or holding one when I'm young."

If she hadn't been lucky enough to be chosen by the elders of the Gao family and introduced to the capital, she would probably be living such a life now.

Lin Yan said, "Then you can discuss with Lingzi and see if you can have two girls share a room."

Finding a suitable place right next door to my sister wasn't easy. And indeed, it was Xiao Xie who first proposed renting it. It was just that Aunt Gao stopped him from doing so before he could proceed. Later, Mingche's students arrived and moved in first.

"Yeah. Look, Changchang is sniffing his nose. Is he smelling something?"

Lin Yan scooped up the fermented glutinous rice and poached eggs, "Maybe. Would you like some?"

"Am I supposed to keep your mouth shut?"

Lin Yan started eating right away at the small table in the kitchen. "If you need anything, just hand the person over to Yan Yan or Fang Fang."

Yanyan can be pushed in a stroller, and Fangfang can be carried or pushed.

"Okay, then you eat. I'll go back and get the eggs." She now wholesales eggs from Hu Yong or Zhu Dahai, whoever offers the best deal.

I have to go back and see if there is anything wrong with my mother-in-law, and then continue selling eggs.

Alas, I heard the travel agency is hiring again. She doesn't have a high school diploma, but she's willing to take a pay cut. Teacher Fang also said before that as long as the family agrees, it's fine.

Xiao Xie handed Chang Chang to Fang Fang to hold, while Fang Jian held a folding fan and pinched it open with one hand, then folded it and pinched it open again. This was Chu Xiangshuai's classic move. He saw a folding fan for sale at a roadside stall, so he bought it with the pocket money his father gave him.

They didn't have to pay for their trip to the capital, but their food and other necessities were all paid for by their father. Grandma managed the household supplies, and Grandpa managed the finances. Without Grandpa's money, the children certainly wouldn't have any.

However, last year, Yaoba and Dad had an argument, and he overheard it. Mom and Dad didn't earn enough to cover the expenses of their family of five. Yaoba had always been the one paying for his siblings' tuition, and whenever he went home, he'd take them to make new clothes.

Mom also told them to remember how good Dad was to them. Mom wasn't bad either, at least she wasn't too stingy with money and wasn't mean to anyone. Those were her mother's exact words.

But his father also said that life at home would get better after the harvest.

But it shouldn't be worse than my father's family, who have a TV, a washing machine, and eat meat in restaurants every day. It seems that I really need to study hard! Fang Jian has really gained a lot of experience since coming to the capital.

Fang Fang saw that he was excited and encouraged him, "Brother, whether we can come to the capital to study depends entirely on you!"

They came here to pay high tuition fees every semester like Fang Tong. If their academic performance is not good, isn't that a waste of money?
Fang Jian didn't dare to take on too much responsibility, so he just said, "I'll try my best. But I feel like my grandparents don't seem to be counting on me much. They're counting on Fang Kang."

"So you have to stand up for yourself."

Changchang was attracted by the movement of his cousin. He leaned on his cousin and kept staring at his cousin and the fan in his hand.

As soon as Fang Mingche arrived today, he told Lingzi, "Arrange someone to go to the post office and install the telephone as soon as possible."

Aren’t they already affiliated with the Ministry of Culture and have a business license? This is very convenient.

Lingzi asked, "Is it because of me?"

Fang Mingche said: "It is somewhat related, but a few months of transition is also good."

The initial installation fee is expensive, but using it for a few more months won't cost you much. If you're going to install it, it's okay to install it a few months earlier.

Lingzi is participating in the recruitment today. She's the first step, and after she's screened, the English and Japanese team leaders will select the candidates. There are only a few people right now, and Teacher Fang happens to be free during the summer vacation. He still needs to review the results.

Fang Mingche didn't ask about Lingzi's family affairs; she'd only moved out two or three days earlier. But he figured Lao Zhou might be waiting until Sunday to resolve the issue. By then, the three of them wouldn't have to work. He might try a different strategy, since his previous approach clearly wasn't working.

Lingzi assigned the job of installing the telephone directly to Wei You. Wei You came in to find Fang Mingche to get the key, and prepared to go downstairs, get in the car and leave.

Fang Mingche drove here. If you drive for this kind of thing, everything will go more smoothly. It costs only 80 or 90 cents per 100 kilometers, and you can use it wherever you need it for official business. He is not stingy in this regard.

As for Xiao Gang, Lingzi arranged for him to write a recruitment notice with a brush and post it on the bulletin board downstairs. He then sat at the door and greeted the applicants.

"Only high school students! They need to look better."

Xiao Gang nodded, "Okay."

Han Mei and the administrative staff of the English group took the promotional brochure and chased Wei You downstairs, asking him to take them to the Beijing Hotel to distribute flyers.

They don't hand out flyers to everyone they meet; that's not allowed in the hotel and would be annoying. Instead, they sit on a sofa in the lobby, with a custom-made sign. If a customer is interested, they introduce the flyer and give it to them.

Han Mei really enjoyed doing this. It was a high-end place that she couldn't normally go to, and most of the people she interacted with were foreign guests and overseas Chinese. That place was even more luxurious than the overseas Chinese apartments.

Wei You sent them there first, and when they passed by a scrap collection stall, he honked his horn as a way of greeting. They were from a brother unit!
The other person was weighing cardboard. When he heard the horn, he looked up and nodded at them.

Tsk, this car is theirs for weekly deliveries. Driving out like this is truly enviable. Speaking of which, it seems like everyone at the travel agency is learning to drive, while the scrap yard still primarily uses tricycles.

Wei You dropped them off at the entrance of the Beijing Hotel. "You guys can take your own bus back home. I've just finished some business at the Post Office and need to get back quickly."

Han Mei nodded, "Okay."

Today, they're promoting and introducing not only travel agencies but also handicrafts. Besides shipping them directly abroad, they can also sell them domestically.

My brother-in-law also said that we should try our best to get a counter or a booth in Dashilan and Xidan, or even just a car booth. The customer flow in these two places is also very large.

Now they also have relevant business licenses.

They have to go back before noon to eat lunch together. Otherwise, it's too expensive to stay here! And they have their own work in the afternoon. They only come here once a week for promotion, and sometimes they may need to use foreign languages. Not every foreign guest can speak Chinese.

At the travel agency, people signed up as soon as the job posting was posted. Some also came from smaller, less prestigious institutions. High school students are welcome, no driving or foreign language skills required. Of course, those with prior experience will be given priority.

Mr. He, who takes photos of tourists in Tiananmen Square, is also quite familiar with Fang Mingche. Today, he was invited to come by car to take pictures of all the handicrafts.

When he arrived, Lingzi came out and sat at the door (equivalent to the front desk), and asked Xiao Gang to take him in and then be responsible for helping him.

Master He looked around the room and decided Fang Mingche's small office was the best place for filming. It was relatively spacious and well-lit. So he asked Xiao Gang to move everything from the kitchen.

Lingzi said, "Be careful, don't bump into anything."

We had to recruit people. The two tour guides had gone out, as had Han Mei and her friends and Wei You. That left only her and Xiao Gang. Moving things was a purely miscellaneous job, and Xiao Gang had the least experience, so he should definitely do it.

Xiao Gang ran back and forth and was sweating by the end.

Fang Mingche crossed his arms and watched Master He take pictures. "Have you handed over the business of the square to your apprentice?"

"Yes. You have high requirements and set a limit on the amount of film." Master He took pictures from different angles.

However, a job that uses several rolls of film at a time and needs to develop several copies later is considered a big business. In the year or so they've known each other, his business has only expanded in quantity, while Fang Mingche's has undergone a qualitative change.

Seeing Xiao Gang sweating, Fang Mingche said, "Go out and drink some water before moving."

"Oh well."

Master He asked, "Who is this?" He sounded quite concerned.

"Oh, my wife's cousin. He came here to work and study after taking the college entrance exam."

"Did you pass the exam?" "It's a little uncertain. I might have to repeat the year."

Master He said, "It's your first time, so it's good to have a little suspense. Nowadays, few people pass the exam on the first try! Even if you need to take more exams, as long as you pass, you will be on the road to success, like you, my friend. But now you don't have to worry about finding a job."

After finishing this work, Fang Mingche sent Master He out.

"I took two or three pictures of each one, and then I'll bring them back to you and help you pick out the best ones to print," said Master He.

There is work here every once in a while, and he takes it very seriously.

"I might not be here in a few days, so you can come find Gao Xiang."

When Fang Mingche was not around, he usually arranged for Gao Xiang to come over. After all, it was summer vacation, and Gao Xiang was free. But when he came back, he let Gao Xiang rest at home.

"it is good!"

Fang Mingche walked him to the elevator door. He had posted rental ads downstairs and at the door of his office, but few houses in the Overseas Chinese Apartments were available. Now he could only wait!

He walked back after the elevator went down. Lingzi arranged all the recruits to go to the conference room and asked them to sit down and read the introduction of the travel agency. There were also handicrafts on sale in the custom window.

Fang Mingche asked her, "Are we going to have a group interview later?"

"Yes, let them each take three minutes to introduce themselves. See if they speak clearly and have good looks. Isn't that what you did when you first started recruiting, Mr. Fang?"

For Lingzi, this job is familiar. The business is always expanding, and they need to recruit people from time to time.

Fang Mingche nodded, "You decide."

He sat down at Xiao Gang's desk and asked, "Do you think you've learned anything in the past half month?"

Xiao Gang hasn't received his salary yet. The salary for June was paid in July. He only came to work on July 10th.

Hearing his cousin's husband's question, he nodded and said, "Yeah, I can learn a lot. The English used by travel agencies is also more practical, which is better than just reading books."

"It's good that you can learn something, otherwise it would be a waste of time." Seeing that he was in good condition, Fang Mingche didn't ask any more questions.

He looked at Wei You's desk and guessed that Wei You was also suffering recently. It was the same when he was waiting for the admission letter last year.

In fact, this young man is quite useful. But nowadays, it is generally believed that it is more promising to study in colleges and universities than to work for a private boss. If someone passes the exam, he certainly cannot block their future.

Once the car stall issue is settled, two more people will have to be sent to Dazhalan and Xidan.

Fang Mingche hoped that even if he couldn't get a counter, he would still openly set up a stall with a sign, not be so evasive. Otherwise, people would be able to go there by now.

This means that the travel agency probably has more than 20 people. Fortunately, it is registered with the Ministry of Culture, otherwise it would not be able to withstand the investigation.

After all, we still have to worry about Cao Ze reporting us for hiring so many people. These days, many things are handled by trial and error, and there are no relevant laws or regulations. But I'm afraid someone will take you too seriously and force a fight.

Wei You was the first to return. He'd go check the situation today, see what procedures were required, and then come back to apply for the fees. The key point was that the only thing in his account right now was the advance payment from Tokyo; the money before that had been used to stock up on supplies.

Besides the goods shipped to Tokyo, I also stocked up some for the stall. Plus, orders were coming in from London. So, I wasn't sure I'd get the initial installation fee of 5,000 yuan right away.

He reported the situation to Lingzi while she came out to get some water. His direct supervisor was Lingzi.

Lingzi said, "Yeah, I remember it was the same situation. I'll ask Teacher Fang when the 5,000 yuan will be allocated."

Teacher Gao didn’t come today, so it’s obvious that I’m just going to ask him first.

Then Han Mei and her partner came back, looking very happy. They had also opened their shop today, and some foreign customers wanted to buy something.

They had brought some simple, portable samples with them today. They gave the number to Wei You, who registered them and drove over that afternoon.

Han Mei and her husband were very happy to hear that Master He had come to take photos and that they could order a color album in a few days. This would be more convenient, and they could just take the number back directly.

Lingzi said: "Selling things is a side job, your main job is to promote the travel agency."

Go to places like Tokyo and London to promote your business, and especially places like Beijing, where foreign guests flock, to visit. These people are already in the capital, so if they can't take a five-day tour, try to get them on a one-day trip. Don't just focus on selling goods because you get a commission.

"understood."

After a few days, the recruitment, color album making and stall setting up were all completed.

Even if Wang Dexian went to run around, there was no ready-made counter. After all, the counters were already occupied, so it was a one-size-fits-all situation. But he could set up two carts at fixed locations. He could make an advertising board on the cart and put a magnified photo of the business license on it.

When we went to Dashilan to set up a car stall, Fang Mingche even went with us. After 11 months away, he is back!

This time, he wasn't relying on someone for support; he was setting up a legitimate stall. Foreign visitors and overseas Chinese who had always visited Dashilar were selling intangible cultural heritage products. The products he sold were much more diverse than those offered by Lao Song's cooperative, and he also sold the finest works of Lao Song and his team.

Yanyan and Fang Jian, dressed in conspicuous brother-sister outfits, happily helped to set up shop. Fang Fang followed them to Xidan, as opening a business would be more festive with children.

Gao Xiang led the team to Xidan, and Wei You is currently in charge of looking after the stall on a daily basis.

Yanyan was still sitting beside the stall, flipping through the colorful toys, changing the pattern every now and then. She vaguely remembered that the toys she played with at the stall last year sold quite well.

Even Lin Yan brought Fang Chang with her, since he would come to visit Tiananmen Square every day. Now he was lying in his mother's arms, staring at the brightly colored flowers on his sister's hands without blinking.

Lin Yan said excitedly: "Mingche, can we continue to set up the big bowl tea stall?"

Fang Mingche asked, "You want to show off?"

"Yes, it's my old business." He knows everything he needs to buy.

"That's fine."

Anyway, he sells intangible cultural heritage products here, which is a competition with Lao Song's company. So it's no big deal to open a tea stall to have more competing businesses.

Lin Yan was genuinely happy. Last year, the tea stall had been lost, and she had been heartbroken for a long time.

She said, "It looks like we have to compete with the collective unit again."

But don't worry. Last year, their big bowl tea stall was the best-performing in the square. Well, that's because they've partnered with the handicraft cooperative. It's the same now, selling these things directly. It still attracts customers.

Indeed, as soon as they set up their stall and put their goods out, everyone at Song Quan's stall came over to look.

Some of the products there are the same, and their variety is more complete and richer. There are also many handicrafts from other places, and even printed and dyed fabrics are sold.

"What do they mean? He sells his products overseas, so why did he set up his stall in Dazhalan?"

Fang Mingche was buying goods from the handicraft cooperative and was selective about the products. He didn't buy from everyone. He didn't buy from most people, and those who did were panicking!
They knew how good Fang Mingche was at business. This would form competition with them, could their own sales be better than his?
Besides, everyone has figured it out. Private sellers have excellent service in every way. Much better than those in collective offices.

Song Quan said nothing. His bamboo woven zodiac animals were also being bought. Especially for the bamboo woven dragon, he could only ask a few apprentices to weave the non-critical parts first. He was busy all day and night and his income doubled from before. It was also worry-free, without having to worry about so many administrative matters.

There are other products that are also available at Fang Mingche's stall, and they are not too exciting. This is to increase their production.

Those who didn't have products to sell at Fang Mingche's stall looked at Song Quan, who had previously acted as a matchmaker. Some of those who weren't selected already had a problem with him.

But Song Quan argued, "They spend money to buy things, how can I force them to buy something? They are big customers, not people who rely on us to set up stalls."

"Then you introduce him to products from other places instead of ours."

"I've recommended our cooperative's products, but they have the right to choose. As for those from outside the province, they're affiliated with the Ministry of Culture, so they definitely don't just sell things from the capital or our company. They sell things from all over the country."

However, the people he recommends are definitely those who are related to his school or those he met at meetings. Then, through these people’s channels, he absorbs more handicrafts from all over the country.

These people went to Song Quan's leader to see if there was any solution. Otherwise, they would definitely not be able to compete with Fang Mingche at the same price.

The leader spread his hands and said, "The photo on his business license is so big, can't you see it? If he were a self-employed person, we could just kick him out. But he also has an employer, and he's affiliated with the Ministry of Culture. He's at a higher level than us!"

After seeing this stall today, not only Lin Yan, but even Fang Mingche felt that all the frustration he had been holding back from last year had been released.

Yanyan happily raised her hand to attract customers, alternating between simple English and Japanese.

Fang Jian looked at his cousin and said, "You are so amazing! You dare to talk directly to foreigners!"

The Japanese were better, at least they looked similar to us. His cousin was so confident that she could talk to people even though her skin, hair and eyes were different colors, and she actually sold a lot of things.

Yanyan happily held up a dollar and said, "Look, brother, this is a tip for me." She simply opened her trouser pocket and put the money in!
"What is a tip?" Fang Jian was confused.

"It's just that the customers think my service is good, so they give me a separate service fee."

Lin Yan looked at Yanyan and said, "You took it without even asking?"
Yanyan noticed her mother's look, reached out to cover her trouser pocket and said, "It's for me."

Fang Mingche said: "Give it to her, give it to her."

Don't discourage her enthusiasm. Don't mention it. If Yanyan works in sales in the future, she should be fine. She has been exposed to it since she was a child and has practiced it in practice.

Lin Yan said, "If you hadn't said that foreign exchange would definitely continue to rise, why would we just leave it alone if we could?"

In fact, the exchange rate is indeed rising, especially in the black market.

Fang Mingche leaned close to Lin Yan's ear and said, "She's useless. Just don't take her to the Friendship Store."

Lin Yan suddenly realized, that's right.

Business was pretty good today. Fang Chang felt sleepy on the way, so Fang Mingche drove them home. He asked Yanyan and Fang Jian, "Are you home yet?"

Han Ping is in charge of this stall. He must be happy to have Yanyan as a salesperson here.

"Yanyan, don't rush back. Maybe there will be foreign guests who will give you tips later."

Yanyan nodded. "Okay, Mom and Dad, I'll help Uncle Han Ping sell things for a while. Well begun is half done!"

Fang Mingche laughed, and then heard foreign tourists say in English that Yanyan was lively and cute, and with curly hair she looked a bit like Shirley and Temple. He looked carefully at Yanyan standing in the tricycle to sell things, and she was indeed much more lively and confident than in her previous life.

Fang Jian had no use for his skills, so he went back with his uncle and aunt.

When Fang Fang came back with Gao Xiang and Wei You in the afternoon, Fang Jian asked her if she had received the tip.
Fang Fang actually received it. Although she wasn't as lively as Yan Yan, she was quiet and smiling when introducing the place to others, and some overseas Chinese who had visited there also gave her tips.

Fang Fang diligently memorized the product descriptions. Previously, Fang Jian had thought it was a waste of energy, considering it was just a sales pitch. But now, seeing his sister earning a fortune, he was filled with envy.

Fang Mingche said, "Instead of envying the fish by the abyss, it is better to retreat and weave a net. Later, you two brothers and sisters can follow me to set up the stall every day. If you boost sales, you can also pay a separate salary. If you want to earn tips, learn from Yanyan."

Fang Jian asked: "Really?"

"Have I ever lied to you about money?"

"No." Fang Jian's heart also became hot.

Yanyan was a little conflicted. She wanted to stay and earn tips and salary, but she also wanted to go to Tokyo to play.

Lin Yan said, "This is probably your only chance to go to Tokyo this year. But as long as our stall is still open, you can go there every Sunday to work and study."

Yanyan thought about it and nodded, "Yeah."

Lin Yan then instructed Han Ping to write down the necessary items for the big bowl tea stall. Then, she couldn't help but tell him about their stall in Tiananmen Square last spring. Business was booming right from the start!
Han Ping said: "It is not allowed to set up stalls in Tiananmen Square now. However, I am satisfied to be able to set up a stall only a few hundred meters away from Tiananmen Square."

He is not as good as Fang Mingcheng in learning to drive, so it would be a good idea to let him be in charge of this stall now.

When Wang Dexian came over, Yanyan happily showed him the foreign currency she had earned, "Uncle Wang, look, these are the tips I received today."

Wang Dexian raised his eyebrows. "Oh, there are still a few left. It seems your service is good! Well, I guess once our little one finds out, he'll definitely want to go too."

"Yes, let Sister Qin Hua go and earn foreign exchange as well."

Fang Mingche also nodded, "Sure, it's not tiring to work with a man and a woman. Let her go with Fang Jian and Han Ping to Dashilar to set up a stall. It's not far anyway!"

At dinner that day, everyone was delighted. This was another way to make money! As long as the travel agency was doing well, everyone was doing well.

To be honest, although Professor Fang had previously said that private companies might not be defeated by state-owned and collective enterprises, we still felt a little unsure.

Now, there are more and more ways to make money. Not only do we have overseas offices in Tokyo and London, we also sell handicrafts, and the scale of our travel agency is gradually expanding.

Gao Xiang went back and deliberately told his mother about this matter.

"The travel agency is hiring now. I was the only one who followed Fang Mingche from the beginning, so Xiao Xie had the opportunity to get in. Why don't you let her go and give the opportunity to someone else who has nothing to do with it?"

Mother Gao hesitated and asked, "Can that really make more money than selling eggs?"

She originally thought it was good to sell eggs and take care of herself at the same time. As for letting her daughter-in-law's sister come, why should she let her daughter-in-law live such a good life?
However, it seems better to let my daughter-in-law go than to give the opportunity to an outsider.

Gao Xiang said, "Lingzi's basic salary plus meal allowance, plus bonuses from her handicraft business, makes over a hundred dollars a month. Otherwise, why do you think she gave up the chance to go to the United States to Yingzi? Why was Old Zhou so furious when she refused to hand over 80% of her income? Xiao Xie certainly didn't get as much as Lingzi at first, but didn't Lingzi only get 24 in her first month?"

Gao's mother finally agreed. But, "Lingzi already lives next door."

Gao Xiang looked at Xiao Xie and said, "Xiao Xie also told me about this. However, Mr. and Mrs. Zhou should make some movement this Sunday, so we'll talk about it later."

He and Lingzi were neighbors and colleagues, so Xiao Xie had asked him to speak with them about the room. His judgment echoed Fang Mingche's. Old Zhou had been quiet for the past few days, so he probably wanted to wait until Sunday to resolve the issue. The couple also had a good opportunity to use these few days to come up with a plan.

Mother Gao nodded, "That's fine."

As they expected, the Zhous stopped being stubborn this time. After all, Lingzi had proven that she could live well on her salary even if she left home.

The final solution was for Lingzi to move back home and pay 20 yuan a month for food plus 10 yuan.

She paid for the number of days she stayed in the room. Xiao Xie continued to rent the room and asked her sister to come to the capital to take care of her mother-in-law, and she could continue her egg business.

Her sister takes care of Gao's mother, provides her with food and lodging, two sets of new clothes every season, and 15 yuan a month. Selling eggs can bring in or yuan a month, which the two sisters share.

Xiao Xie opened a savings account for her sister and said, "I'll save all the money for you later. You can just send 10 yuan home every month, just like me."

Xiao Xie's name is actually quite nice. It was chosen by the educated youth in the village back then. Her name is Xie Ping, and her sister is Xie Ting.

(Xiao Xie was born in 1961. As early as 1958, there were educated youth who responded to the call and took the initiative to go to the countryside. For example, Fang Mingche's section chief Lao Cheng was one of the earliest batches.)

When Gao Xiang first saw the name, he had a slight liking for her. Then, seeing her photo, he realized she was indeed worthy of the name. Otherwise, even if the family was in urgent need of such a person, there were still options in the countryside.

Xie Ting, who was still a little rustic at the moment, looked at her sister's dress and nodded, "Sister, I will listen to you."

If her sister hadn't brought her out from the countryside, how could she have lived in a courtyard house in the capital?
"Come on, I'll take you to the public toilet. We'll have to go there every day from now on."

The key is that she has to empty the toilet early in the morning every day, and she may even need to empty it and wash it during the day. Her mother-in-law can only go to the toilet at home.

When Xiao Xie ran into Aunt Yuan, he felt a little guilty, but Aunt Yuan just pretended not to see him and walked away.

It's like that. Any family might have relatives and friends coming. The old lady didn't want to be disliked. Besides, the neighborhood office really wasn't paying much attention to this matter these days. The people in the compound probably wouldn't report it, so let's just say the people don't report it, and the officials won't investigate.

(End of this chapter)