Granny Lu burst out laughing and pointed at Qin Xiangnuan’s forehead, "What are you talking about, child? What past life? You don’t even know where you were in your past life."
Indeed, Qin Xiangnuan just smiled back, but the light in her eyes was sowhat complex.
Her past life, wasn’t she right here?
She thought that she would never beco a cultured person in both her lives.
The sll of copper would accompany her throughout her life, until her death. Her obsession with making money, and her attachnt to owning houses, were things lacking in her previous life, and she compensated the most not in culture, but in her aura of wealth.
However, even so, she still enjoyed making money, a lot of money, to entirely make up for the regrets of her past life.
In her past life, she was tricked by Qin Xiangi and lost her life over a house.
In this life, she wanted to earn back a hundred houses with her own hands.
Houses she couldn’t live in herself, she would rent out.
Right, for this grand goal, she must start working harder.
Standing upright, she revealed a perfect smile with her eight visible teeth. However, in her view, this was just a façade of falsehood and the stench of copper.
The sales of Spring Festival couplets went very well on the first day. The four of them were so busy they nearly couldn’t cope. Looking over the entire market, they were unique, carrying red bags that were very prestigious. Those who bought single couplets felt they couldn’t show their hands and stuffed them in their bags as if they were ashad, while those who bought bagged couplets acted as if they had won a jackpot, walking with their chests puffed out and intentionally swinging their bags, loudly shouting as if afraid others wouldn’t see their 10 yuan Spring Festival couplets.
Residents from farming or urban backgrounds, everyone likes to compete. Of course buying Spring Festival couplets was the sa; if soone else bought them, our family must buy them too, and actually, one pair of couplets isn’t enough. We need one for the main door and another for the smaller door. So main doors need one, and a house that accommodates several families turns into smaller households once a son and daughter-in-law set up their own ho. Festively, each unit wants to have a pair of couplets. These items, cheap on any other day, wouldn’t usually attract buyers, but during New Year’s it’s different—as it only happens once a year, even if it costs 10 yuan, which is quite a lot, once one person buys, others follow suit.
Therefore, Qin Xiangnuan’s stand had the best business.
Those who had their business taken by her, although agitated, had no choice but to accept that they had been out-thought in using packaging to hike up the prices. The items inside were not as cost-effective as buying separately, but what people were buying was the packaging, the respectability of it.
Now they wanted to do the sa, but it’s a bit too late. They need to rember this red bag, so next year they can sell the sa way.
This year, Qin Xiangnuan’s sudden influx of "spring bag rain" made many people buy into the novelty, of course, causing them to make a tidy profit. The money flowed into their pockets like water, and by New Year’s Eve, the demand for Spring Festival couplets dwindled, and Qin Xiangnuan had only a few left.
Qin Xiangnuan ca up with an idea: buy one, get one free.
Those who hadn’t yet bought their couplets all crowded around upon seeing this offer. Soon, the group of people grew larger as crowds attract crowds in our country. Wherever people gather, it is assud there’s sothing good. Originally selling for 10 yuan each, they were now two for 10 yuan. Although it wasn’t to the extent of a frantic rush as seen in years past, it was nearly so. The remaining couplets soon sold out.
The final few left were not forcibly sold by Qin Xiangnuan; she decided to take them ho for her own use, saving herself the trouble of writing them.
"Children, don’t crave too much; once Laba passes, it’s New Year; Laba congee for a few days, lively up until the twenty-third; the twenty-third, sticky candy; the twenty-fourth, sweep the house; the twenty-fifth, freeze tofu; the twenty-sixth, buy at; the twenty-seventh, slaughter the chicken; the twenty-eighth, fernt the dough; the twenty-ninth, steam buns; on the thirtieth, stay up all night; first and second day of the New Year, walk around
By New Year’s thirty, they had been continuously selling Spring Festival couplets, doing business, making money, and her house hadn’t been cleaned, nothing had been done, Granny Lu returned and imdiately grabbed a broom to thoroughly sweep the house. Fortunately, they had already bought the New Year’s goods; otherwise, it’s hard to imagine how they would’ve celebrated New Year with no pots to cook, vegetables to cook, or at to prepare. At ho, preparations weren’t exactly extensive. For sought-after vegetables like cucumbers and green beans, her family had grown plenty in their own greenhouse, which at this ti were ready and mostly given away by Granny Lu since their own family couldn’t finish them all. Unbeknownst to Granny Lu, these vegetables had beco quite sought-after here. Village folks from places like Dadao Village and Shenjia Village, which are farming communities, never lacked vegetables. Around New Year, special vegetables are bought, but in recent years, vegetable greenhouses had beco widespread, so these out-of-season vegetables were aplenty, reducing the cost of vegetables during New Year.
This year, the greenhouse Qin Xiangnuan built really solved the family’s vegetable needs, and also saved money on vegetables for Granny Lu’s snack shop, leaving more money in their hands. Since the vegetables were from their own land, it only cost so seeds.
Each month, the money spent on vegetables by The Jians and Qiao Family, including_money from Teacher Wang’s ho, sumd up to 150 yuan just for vegetables. Setting the money aside, at least they could estimate how much a family could eat, how much five acres could produce, and how much they could consu.
It had been three years since Jian Zhiqing could spend New Year here; he would return ho with Taotao and Jian Zhiqin, and even Taotao would be sent back to the Qiao Family.
Of course, Qin Xiangnuan still had one thing to do now.
That was...
Dividing the money.
Yes, dividing the money.
Qin Xiangnuan emptied all the money from the bag.
A pile of money, which shocked both Jian Zhiqing and Granny Lu, and even Qin Xiangnuan herself stared at the heap of money without reacting for quite so ti.
She rubbed her forehead, quite terrifying.
Ten thousand pieces, each sold for ten yuan, made ten thousand cents, factoring out approximately 500 sets given away, 300 sets were given to the kids to practice on, and 2,000 given to Teacher Wang, they could recoup half of the money, which ant about a thousand sets were still made into 500 sets due to the later buy-one-get-one-free, leaving her with at least seventy-five thousand sets.
At ten per set, that’s seventy-five thousand yuan, which should be the figure, give or take. They had no ti to count the money over these days; it was all held by Qin Xiangnuan.
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