177: Parent Meeting of Senior Year (2 More)
The joy of Zhou Cheng's New Year's gift kept the whole family in a good mood until the next day.
Li Fengmei wanted to buy a TV, and Xia Xiaolan agreed. Anyway, there are large pieces of clothes that are difficult to wash, so it is not too far to get them to Grandma Yu's house for washing.
Liu Fen woke up very early in the morning.
She was going to hold a parent-teacher conference for Xia Xiaolan at the No. 1 Middle School. She didn't say what kind of clothes she was going to wear. She found a clean padded jacket and her hair was neatly combed. Xia Xiaolan asked her to apply some vanishing cream to her face, not forgetting the clam oil and wearing gloves.
"Mom, you seem to be whiter?"
Liu Fen couldn't see the change, and Li Fengmei also came to identify it carefully.
"It's much whiter than in summer."
In fact, it's not necessarily how many shades the skin is really fair. Liu Fen's skin problem is not only black, but also yellow gas with insufficient blood. In the past few months, I have eaten well, and there have been fewer troubles. The days are getting more and more promising. The blood and qi in the body are slowly replenished, and the yellowness has faded. .
Even skin tone, white or not is not so important.
You can see oily meat, rice, noodles, meat and eggs every day without lack of nutrition and a balanced life. Compared with sweet potato porridge with pickled vegetables, two bowls of noodle soup for half a bowl of noodles, and dry rice when the farming is busy, Liu Fen is not only a The yellow gas on the face is removed, the complexion on the face becomes even, and even the hair becomes shiny.
She was not yet 40 years old, and her hair began to grow white when she was in the Xia family.
Now that the nutrition is sufficient, the white hair has not only not increased, but also has a tendency to decrease.
Xia Xiaolan was happy to see her mother like this, "When I return to Shangdu, I will cook you a bowl of black sesame paste every day."
Liu Fen was a little nervous, as if to confirm that she was dressed properly and didn't look shabby before she was ready to go out. Xia Xiaolan smiled and asked her, "I really don't need to go with you? I heard that students can also go."
"No, no, you can still read books for half a day at home... I can do it by myself."
Liu Fen has never held a parent meeting, but she is also a person who has done oil residue business herself. Just like when selling oil residue, he listens to everything the school teacher says, right?
"Then we will pack up at home, meet you in Anqing County at noon, and take the shuttle bus to Shangdu together in the afternoon. Aunt Huang, you know her, her shop is at the entrance of the Middle School. If something goes wrong, you Just ask Aunt Huang for help, and we all eat rice bowls in Aunt Huang's shop at noon."
Xia Xiaolan's instructions were meticulous, making Li Fengmei laugh:
"Who is the mother? You're about to treat your mother like a child!"
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It was just after eight o'clock when Liu Fen walked to the entrance of the County No. 1 Middle School.
Zhangji Snacks and Huangsao Snacks are already open for business. Who doesn’t want to take a break during the Chinese New Year, but as long as the store is rented, closing the door for a day will waste a day’s rent. No matter how many people eat on the fourth day of the first lunar month, there will always be business when you open the door. Mosquitoes No matter how small it is, it is meat.
Originally, only Zhang Ji's family operated exclusively on this street, but now there are more fast-foods from Huangsao to grab business. Anyone who takes an extra day off is watching their competitors make money. Zhang Cui refused to agree, and Mrs. Huang did not. Yesterday, the third year students returned to school, and both families opened their doors yesterday.
In fact, there is really a business. The first month of the month has just started, and people in the city also want to visit relatives. Those who are big during the Chinese New Year want to rest. They go out to eat breakfast in the morning, and then go to relatives' houses. A family of three eats and drinks enough, at most 2 yuan.
If there are many children at home, it will definitely cost more money.
Mrs. Huang's fast food doesn't fix those fancy snacks in the morning, she sells noodles, Mrs. Huang's old craft, bone broth simmered over a low fire overnight, without much seasoning, a little chopped green onion and a little salt are especially fragrant. Or if you don't want to eat soup noodles, Mrs. Huang also has topping noodles here. There are many kinds of toppings. Guests can taste one at a time, and they can eat it many times in different patterns.
People's enthusiasm for the various "covering" of Mrs. Huang's fast food has not yet passed. At first, it was very difficult, but it finally opened up. Now it can be evenly divided with Zhang Ji's business. Mr. Huang's fast food is developing too fast!
This rapid development made Xia Ziyu frown.
But although she has a lot of ideas, she doesn't have much practical experience in doing business, and she can't think of a good way to suppress the business of Mrs. Huang's fast food. Do you want to make rice bowls instead? It's not difficult to make rice bowls, just pour the dishes on rice or noodles, but Zhang Kee has been running for three years, and he has cultivated many old diners in Anqing County since he set up a stall.
Stopping Zhang Cui's original snacks and switching to rice bowls would lose the existing customers.
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Only the option of rice bowl can be added to the existing types.
Xia Ziyu told Zhang Cui the suggestion, but Zhang Cui was quite hesitant: "It's nothing to stir-fry, just stir-fry it by the way, that is, there are a lot of dishes to buy every day, if there are fewer people who order rice bowls, the dishes will be left. …”
Xia Ziyu choked, isn't it? Sister Huang's fast food focuses on one thing. There are many varieties of rice bowls, and a lot of meat dishes and vegetarian dishes have to be prepared. In Sister Huang's store, customers can eat everything that can be found in the market in winter. Some of the vegetables I bought at Anqing County are not easy to buy. It is said that Mrs. Huang's family rode their bikes to the Shangdu Farmers Market in the middle of the night to buy them... Just for some side dishes, does Zhang Ji want to do this?
A snack bar actually requires five people to manage it.
Xia Dajun is only in charge of purchasing, her uncle Zhang Manfu kneads the noodles, and her mother Zhang Cui is in charge of seasoning, and Zhang Manfu and Zhang Manfu are in charge of frying a mutton stewed noodles and the like. Aunt Jiang Lianxiang greeted guests and charged extra money, while Xia Hongxia did errands, wiping the table and tidying up the dishes.
It seems that everyone has work to do, and when they are busy, they have everything at hand. When they are not in business, the store can be completely idle all of a sudden!
Take her father as an example, if she can make the work of kneading dough
If she took it on, the store didn't need to ask her uncle Zhang Manfu to do the work, and even Jiang Lianxiang and Xia Hongxia overlapped in the work. At that time, when there was no storefront, the food stall was managed by Zhang Cui inside and out. From a booth to a store, the business scale expanded, and the demand for manpower became higher - but all of a sudden, five people were hired to do the work. Is the manpower? Too much?
Xia Ziyu noticed that there were only three people at Sister Huang's side. Sister Huang was in charge of the kitchen. Her mother-in-law picked vegetables and washed dishes. Sometimes it was her man and sometimes her children who brought the vegetables and collected money.
Zhang Ji also has one more storefront than others. It is obvious that her parents can stand down the stall. Her mother had to get her brother and sister-in-law, and her father also brought her niece. Money!
Xia Hongxia didn't talk about it, just buy some clothes and give some pocket money to get rid of it.
Zhang Manfu and Jiang Lianxiang earn a combined salary of 100 yuan per month. Don't blame Xia Ziyu for thinking too much, just aunt Jiang Lianxiang does the work, and pays the salary, is it worth 50 yuan a month? Some urban workers in Anqing County earn less than 30 yuan a month. If recruiting people in the countryside, Jiang Lianxiang's position will be scrambled for a salary of 20 yuan.
Zhang Manfu's hard work of kneading dough?
That's not the dirty work of burning the boiler, which is 36 yuan a month.
Xia Ziyu made the calculations in her heart, and was very distressed. Asking uncles and aunts to help in the store would cost 50 yuan more per month and 600 yuan more than asking other people. Xia Ziyu didn't think it was a big amount, but she would rather use the money to help her uncle than ask her if she had enough money in school, so Xia Ziyu felt uncomfortable.
Zhang Cui didn't know Xia Ziyu's thoughts at all. Seeing Liu Fen walking past the store, Zhang Cui spat on the ground lightly.
Xia Ziyu warned her mother not to be too obvious, Wang Jianhua was still there.
Zhang Cui turned her head and smiled:
"Jianhua, do you want to eat noodles or steamed buns?"
"Auntie, I can do it. You are too polite."
Wang Jianhua actually wanted to leave early. He was thinking about his parents in Beidi Farm, and it didn't make sense to stay here in Anqing. There are no entertainment activities in the country bar, and the Xia family speaks with a heavy accent. Xia Hongxia always leans to his side and hides from the room and does not come out. After a while, Mrs. Xia knocked on the door again, either delivering cakes or poached eggs.
In the county town, he and Xia Ziyu could only live in the room at the back of the store. It was very noisy during the day. He wanted to help with work, everyone was against it, but if he didn't work, he couldn't hold hands while others were working, right? Knowing that Xia Xiaolan was studying in the County No. 1 Middle School, Wang Jianhua was especially afraid of running into Xia Xiaolan. The scene where Xia Xiaolan spread her hands and asked him for money at the entrance of Baixi Temple was a nightmare!