??Chapter 158: Chapter 158 A Person with Status_1
Chapter 158: Chapter 158 A Person with Status_1
Starting from the 1990s, people entered into the mad era of stamp collecting, with stamps once trading at outrageously high prices.
The craze gradually subsided, but it took decades.
Regardless of their value, buy them all.
Song Yunuan wrote a letter to Gu Huai’an, first to thank him for the information he had gathered for her.
She ntioned that Third Child Xia had indeed arrived, which Xia Bowen probably wasn’t aware of.
She went on to narrate her recent accomplishnts.
Such as having rescued another historical relic and organizing connections for the establishnt of a vocational school for workers and officials in Nanshan County Town.
Then she sought advice from Gu Huai’an, asking where she should begin if she wanted to build an imaginary house with invisible air.
She hoped he wouldn’t hesitate to enlighten her!
Afterward, she added, “Aren’t you quite excited?”
Please continue looking forward to it!
The closing signature was standard: Yours sincerely!
Song Yunuan felt very satisfied with her letter and was ready to mail it to Gu Huai’an in the county town.
It happened to be the official opening of the supply and sales mobile service station.
Of course, Song Yunuan planned to accompany them.
She intended to bring her family out as well.
This ti, Old Mrs.
Song, accompanied by her two daughters-in-law, had nearly all of the remaining cloth made into clothes and trousers.
The fabric scraps were used to make head ornants or shoulder bags; the rest, that simply couldn’t be used, were kept for family use.
Before setting out, Old Mrs.
Song carefully addressed Song Yunuan, “Little Nuan, now that you’ve beco a writer, you hold a status.
In the past, that was akin to the patron star for scholars descending to earth, soone who would attempt for the top scholar rank.
If you join us in selling clothes, would it not diminish your status and leave you open to ridicule in the future?”
Song Yunuan let out a laugh.
In this era, the status of literati was esteed.
Should you publish a poem, you’d be hailed as a literary genius and grand poet.
It could be said that the 1980s was the decade when writers held the highest status.
“It’s okay, I just write stories for children, I can’t be considered a full-fledged writer.”
Old Mrs.
Song insisted, “That’s not the case, you are a writer.
Right, once the books with the stories you wrote are printed and mailed back, should grandmother go to Old Sun’s family and read the stories to them?”
Song Yunuan readily nodded her agreent, though Old Mrs.
Song might have been showing off a bit.
In the end, Song Yunuan still joined them, mainly because she had a letter to mail as well.
Then, she went on to purchase all available stamps, useful or not.
Today was Thursday, and the departnt store was bustling with people.
Only a few knew about the tunnel that had been discovered a while back.
The crowd was bustling with people coming and going, and soon after, they noticed the signboard of the Nanshan supply and sales mobile service station.
The tables and shelves were all foldable.
This ti, they had even set up a shoe rack.
On the rack, there were colorful plastic sandals, rubber shoes, rain boots, and raincoats on display.
In another section, there were won’s leather shoes.
Soone asked if shoe tickets were required?
This ti they boldly asked for the shoe tickets.
The price was sowhat cheaper as a result.
For those without tickets, the price remained normal.
As expected, the goods they brought today were almost entirely sold out.
anwhile, Song Yunuan and her brother strolled around leisurely, first visiting Old Mr.
Ji’s ho.
For Yingying, she brought a pair of breathable leather sandals, which were specially ordered from the shoe factory.
The leather sandals were cream-colored, to be matched with white socks and a little dress, topped off with a butterfly hair clip.
Even decades later, she would be the most dazzling child.
Not only Yingying but Old Master Ji also received a pair of leather sandals, these in coffee color.
Then Ji Xinyi got a cream-white pair.
Uncle Xiao Dizi got a pair as well.
Ji Hao wore the sa shoe size as Song Mingbo.
Old Mr.
Ji’s eyes were gentle, and he smiled at the corners of his mouth, “Little Nuan is such a child, her thoughts are delicate and well-considered.”
The bag Song Yunuan was carrying was filled with gifts for acquaintances to take with them.
She also needed to visit Sister Zhao’s family.
Last ti when handling the certificates, Brother-in-law Zhao had helped a lot, and before leaving, Ji Xinyi told Song Yunuan that the Dragon Boat Festival was approaching soon.
She knew how to make zongzi.
Soone had brought her zongzi leaves and glutinous rice, so when the Dragon Boat Festival ca, they could co to collect the zongzi as she planned to make so extra.
This reminded Song Yunuan, right, the Dragon Boat Festival was coming up soon.
Checking the calendar, today was the twelfth, so the Dragon Boat Festival was in four days.
In 1980 in Nanshan County Town, even during the Dragon Boat Festival, there were no ready-made calabash colorful cords or fragrant sachets for sale on the streets.
It just so happened that Grandpa had so dried mugwort leaves at ho and there were plenty of satin materials as well, which could be used to make fragrance sachets.
But just relying on Grandma and a few others wouldn’t yield many.
After delivering things to a few known families, Song Yunuan then returned to the front of the departnt store service station.
She got busy for a while then closed up and went ho.
The main reason was that she didn’t bring much today.
But she still made over eight hundred yuan.
The profit from sandals wasn’t as high as from processed clothing and shoulder bags, etc.
But when you really calculate it, the profit wasn’t low either.
Song Yunuan told Grandpa that Director Niu had been promoted; now he is the deputy manager of the guesthouse.
Old Man Song asked, “Then why didn’t they promote him to the main manager directly?”
Song Liang told his father, “The county always promotes from deputy to main in official appointnts.”
When they arrived at the brigade headquarters, Song Yunuan was the first to get off the horse cart, and clattering, she ran straight to the brigade headquarters.
Chu Zizhou was right there writing a work summary.
Song Yunuan shared her ideas with Chu Zizhou.
Chu Zizhou looked at Song Yunuan hesitantly, “Although I haven’t done it before, isn’t it the case that every household makes these by themselves for the Dragon Boat Festival?
If we were to make them, would anyone buy them?”
“Why not, and what we make will definitely be different from what everyone knows.
The target custors aren’t everyone.
Let’s say there are one hundred thousand people in Nanshan County Town, we just make around two thousand, with such a large town, surely we can sell them out.
If we really can’t sell them, we can offer them as benefits to various units.”
Chu Zizhou blinked, “Which unit do you know?”
“I can go find Brother Dongzi.”
Chu Zizhou curled his lip, Is your Brother Huai’an better or your Brother Dongzi?
Of course, this thought was only in his mind.
Chu Zizhou asked her again, “How’s that cadre school you connected to?”
“I don’t know about that.”
“You sure are capable.”
This Song Yunuan really keeps her talents hidden.
Rembering sothing, Song Yunuan gave another special reminder, “I’ve ntioned this matter in the letter to Brother Huai’an, so you don’t need to call and tell him.”
Then she asked him with tilted eyes, “You didn’t ntion it, did you?”
Chu Zizhou said, “You think Gu Huai’an is as leisurely as you, wandering around every day?
He’s really busy.”
In fact, he did call, planning to inform that hypocritical Gu Huai’an about Song Yunuan’s recent heroic deeds.
Even though every ti after Chu Zizhou told Gu Huai’an, he would respond indifferently, “I’m very busy.
Don’t talk to
about such things in the future, I’m not familiar with Song Yunuan.”
Just thinking about it made him angry.
Why didn’t he say that at the start, without interrupting in the middle, and only co up with such a remark at the end?
But he couldn’t just say nothing at all.
Now, it was best that Song Yunuan was writing letters to him.
He was truly delighted!
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