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Chapter 72: That's not necessarily

Cloth is a planned material, and even such rubbish "Qingliang" requires stamps, let alone "labor cloth".

However, "Qingliang" has some discounts. Two feet can be converted into one foot of cloth ticket, which is equivalent to discounting the cloth ticket in half.

Therefore, the biggest difficulty in batch processing of "backpacks" is the inability to solve the problem of fabrics. This problem will not turn around until one or two years later, and it will be completely reversed in the 1990s.

Now we can completely solve this problem by recycling waste. Not only can we get good fabrics, but we can also make the cost unmatched.

Huang Han was really happy to have settled this matter with Zhang's mother.

Seeing that my family will change step by step, I will first set up a street stall and sell tea eggs to accumulate a little capital, and then buy a house and open a shop selling thirteen-spice crayfish to increase capital.

Then turning all the money earned this year into "backpacks" is enough to avoid economic losses caused by the depreciation of banknotes.

As Huang Han walked back, he was calculating the primitive capital accumulation. Suddenly, someone shouted "Don't move!" behind him, which startled Huang Han.

Then I heard the little girl laughing loudly.

It turned out that the sisters did not go back first, but waited at the entrance of the alley. They saw Huang Han from a distance, and the little girl followed quietly and suddenly started to scare him.

"You are scary, scary to death. If you scare your brother out of trouble, no one will give you candies and biscuits."

"No way. Dad said that my brother is so courageous that he can even sleep next to a mass grave."

"Be careful, I will scare you later. Don't cry then."

"Brother, I'm afraid of ghosts, don't scare me."

"Where are there ghosts in the world? If there are, how many can you tie up and show me?"

"Hehe, if ghosts can be tied up, no one will be afraid."

Huang Xin asked: "Huang Han, what did you do just now?"

"I have agreed to make you a 'backpack' made of 'labour cloth' material. Of course I will keep my promise. I will go to Zhang Chunmei's mother to get some 'labour cloth'. She is a cadre of the 'Dongfanghong Cloth Factory'.

Words work.”

"Wow! That's amazing! How did you come up with the idea of ​​getting 'labour cloth' from the 'Dongfanghong Cloth Factory'? How did you develop your brain? You know how to do things through the back door at such a young age."

"Sister, our country is a relationship-based society, and trust relationships are unavoidable. You must also learn a lesson and never act alone."

"Yes! I understand." Huang Xin did not agree perfunctorily but she was serious. She thought that she was two and a half years older than Huang Han, so she should be able to do what her younger brother can do.

Although Huang Xin is thirteen years old, her birthday in the first month of the year is thirty-one months older than Huang Han.



The three of them returned home happily, only to find that Huang Daozhou hadn't returned yet.

After waiting for a while, he still didn't hear the bicycle bell, so Huang Han felt worried.

When I started over, I looked down on everything, except my concern for my family that was even more unforgettable.

Huang Han muttered: "Dad, could it be that he drank too much and fell on the road?"

Zhang Fangfen said: "Probably not, your father is aware of it."

Do you know? That's not necessarily true. Zhang Fangfen has never seen Huang Daozhou drunk, but Huang Han has seen him once.

I can’t remember whether I was 12 or 13 years old. It was probably my cousin’s wedding in the country. My mother didn’t go for some unknown reason. Huang Daozhou took Huang Han to the wedding.

When Huang Daozhou went to pick up his bride, he was plied with wine. He was so drunk that he fell down on the way back.

Fortunately, the Zodiac Boat did not fall into the ditch, but fell on the dirt road, and its head and face were covered with yellow mud.

I was too dizzy to ride the bicycle, so I had to push the bicycle slowly and slowly until dark before returning to my uncle's house. Huang Han was frightened that day.

At this time, there were a lot of small rivers in the counties in central Jiangsu, and none of them had railings. Almost every year there would be accidents where people who had drunk too much fell into the river and drowned.

Huang Han was daydreaming and anxious at home, so he decided to look for it along the road to the factory director Zhu's house. As soon as he went out, he saw Huang Daozhou pushing a cart.

"Dad, why didn't you ride a bike? Did you fall and break the bike?"

"Why did you fall? In your eyes, dad is so useless?"

"No, I'm worried that you drank too much and fell."

"I just met Xiao Ming's father at the entrance of the alley. We were chatting and walking back with a cart."

"Oh! That's right!"

Suddenly, Huang Daozhou seemed to have thought of something. He put down his bicycle and walked back without entering the house.

"Dad, why didn't you come into the house when you came back? Mom and sister are all worried about you!"

"When did I want you to worry? Tell your mother that I will be back in a moment."

"What are you going to do?"

"Go to Xiao Ming's house."

"What are you going for?"

"Tell his father that there won't be crayfish tomorrow."

"Come back, come back, tell me clearly what happened."

"It's a good thing. I didn't expect that Xiao Ming's father has been the chief purser for three years and is in charge of the kitchen of the guest house canteen. He asked me to deliver twenty or thirty kilograms of crayfish to the guest house tomorrow.

I'm thinking about how I can make it tomorrow? I have to make a new appointment."

It turned out that something good was going on. Huang Han quickly grabbed Huang Daozhou and said, "It won't be too late for us to go in and make things clear."

"What's there to say? It's going to be bedtime if it's too late."

Huang Han didn't care, he pulled Huang Daozhou into the house with his face glowing red, and asked: "Dad, did Xiao Ming's father tell me how much a pound of crayfish is?"

"Of course I said, two cents a pound, and I will get the cash immediately after sending it to be weighed."

It turns out that what happened is this. Dad Liu ate thirteen-spice crayfish several times in a row and thought it tasted good.

He has been a chef for more than 20 years. Generally, if he has a new dish, he can generally know how to make it after eating it once or twice.

Grilling crayfish actually doesn't require much fuss, it can be done by any chef.

Father Liu would be more willing to use ingredients when he wants to cook crayfish. After trying it, the taste will definitely be the same.

He planned to add thirteen-spice crayfish as a dish when receiving guests at the guest house, so he naturally thought of letting Huang Han's family do the business of selling crayfish to the guest house.

This arrangement is not only a favor, but also saves you the trouble of searching the streets to buy crayfish.

On the way home, I heard someone singing in the distance. When I looked closely, it turned out to be Zodiac Zhou. Liu’s father immediately stopped Zodiac Zhou. The two got off the car and pushed their bicycles while chatting.

I heard Liu's father said that he would get twenty or thirty kilograms of crayfish and deliver them to the guest house. I asked him if he could pay two cents a kilogram.

What's wrong with this? I catch the crayfish myself, so there is basically no cost. It just takes some time. The Zodiac Boat happily agreed.

It was only when he got home that he remembered how could it be possible to deliver it tomorrow? He put down the car and prepared to go to Liu's house to make it clear that it would be possible to deliver it only the day after tomorrow, and there was no guarantee that the quantity would be twenty or thirty kilograms.

Huang Hanzai listened carefully and felt that this was an unexpected surprise and confirmed the importance of good relationships.

If he hadn't sent crayfish to Liu Xiaoming to eat, it is estimated that Liu's father would not have thought of taking care of Huang Daozhou's business.

Huang Han asked: "Dad, are you going to make an appointment with Xiao Ming's father to send crayfish to the guest house the day after tomorrow, and then you are going to get off work early tomorrow to catch crayfish?"

"Yes! If you can catch twenty kilograms, you can sell it for four yuan, which is about the same as selling tea eggs."

"It's too hard to spend the night there every day. Last night I was bitten by more than a dozen mosquitoes, and I'm still itchy all over. Earning this kind of money is costing me more than my life. Can you and I bear it?"

"What you, me? It's just me, of course I can handle it!"

"You arrive late and leave early every day. Aren't you afraid that your colleagues will gossip?"

"Didn't you say you wanted me to join the unit? Why did you go back on your word?"

"Dad, if you go there every day to lay traps to catch crayfish, you won't be able to catch a few in just a few trips. But when the guest house introduces new dishes, you may want more and more."

"It's possible. Who cares, make the money you see first."

"Dad, I have a good way. Not only can I make money, but I can also do it without having to work hard."

"Hey, there's no point in making money without hard work. Just brag!"

"You go to work early tomorrow morning. Don't go to the production team near the factory. Go east to Erli and find people from the production team there."

"What's the meaning?"

"There are a lot of idle people. You give them twenty cents as a deposit, explain to them that you will buy crayfish for ten cents per catty, and draw out the minimum size. You agree to pick up a few catties at noon, and find three or four people.
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