On the third day and the fourth day, the sales of fresh food shops continued to rise, until the fifth day, it became stable. After that, even after the end of the 30% discount promotion, the sales did not drop much. On the contrary, because the commodity prices resumed the original price, they once again increased a lot.
After the fresh food shop opened for a month, Fang's mother solemnly handed over a passbook to Fang Yan.
"What is this?" Why does mother want to give me this inkstone book
He only saw this kind of small book from his mother, who cherished it very much, as if it were some big treasure. Similarly, the book had been badly worn out, far less new than the original one in his hand.
"This is what inkstone deserves." Fang's mother said, "it's the total profit of the fresh food store for a month. I've kept some in the store, and the rest is here."
Profit of fresh food shop?
Fang inkstone opened the passbook vaguely. As soon as he saw the numbers in it, the whole person was shocked.
"This This, this, this... "
He flustered the passbook back to Fang's mother's hand, such as hot potato, anxious way: "or mother to keep it, mother usually gives me a lot of pocket money, I do not lack money."
He just got his pocket money this month. It's warm. He doesn't spend much money. Besides buying some packets of ham sausage for Xiaobai, he doesn't spend anything big.
Fang's mother couldn't cry or laugh: This is the profit of the inkstone shop, it's the inkstone's, not the mother's
"Well Then I'll give it to my mother! " Fang Yan was flustered and did not choose his words. He was very generous.
Although he always knew that the fresh food shop was his own, and the vegetable orchard and farm were his own, he did nothing except seeds and animals. Everything was given to him by his mother. In his heart, at least a large part of it was still his mother's.
Besides, he is still a child with so much money in his hand, but he can't sleep at night!
Mother Fang was speechless.
It was the first time she had seen someone in a hurry to push money out.
For example, when her two sons give money, Fang Ke will calm down, and then he will invest in his small investment, relying on his own mind to double the money several times. As for Fang Huai, he will be happy to praise her for a long time, then turn around and spend all the money, nothing left.
Her little son was too timid.
"Yes, yes!" Fang Yan's aura flashed. He suddenly thought of something and immediately said, "I still owe my mother a lot of money."
"The money you owe me?" Fang's mother was stunned for a moment and soon remembered.
Fang Yan said the last time she bought a lot of money in the mall in order to see her adoptive mother. At that time, he paid the bill in the name of borrowing money from his mother. Later, Fang's mother didn't mention it, and Fang Yan had no income, so the matter of paying back the money was delayed.
For Fang's mother, the money was not paid back by her younger son, but now it has been used as an excuse for her little son to refuse the turnover. She had no choice but to collect her passbook.
"After taking out my money, there is still a lot left..."
Before she finished her words, she was quickly interrupted by Fang Yan: "that will be the interest of my borrowing money."
Fang Mu: The interest rate is really high.
She had to say: "the first month of turnover, mom will not give you, and so on the second month of turnover, I will bring you the money."
Fang Yancai's face, which just came out of his smile, became sad again. He began to rack his brains to think about what excuse to refuse next time.
……
On that day, Fang Honghua came back from the ground and was suddenly stopped by the village head's wife.
She followed the village head's wife to her home, only to know that it was Fang Yan who called her from the capital. Fang Honghua was overjoyed when she heard the words and quickly took the telephone from the village head's hand.
She gave a tentative hello.
"Flower mother!" The voice of foster son immediately came out of the phone: "it's me, it's inkstone."
"Ah." Fang Honghua should say, smile not close mouth: "inkstone how to call mother?"
Fang Yan said happily, "because I want to spend my mother!"
"My mother wants inkstone, too!"
Seeing the mother and son chatting happily, the village head's wife made a gesture for her to make slowly, and quietly closed the door and went out.
Fang Honghua looked at her gratefully and then put her attention on the phone.
The adopted son talked to himself about his recent situation, complained about why she didn't call her, and finally talked about her new career.
"The store of inkstone has opened, and there is a 30% discount in the first week."
"30% off! Isn't that a loss? "
"No, my mother helped me to settle the accounts and made a little bit." Also don't care if Fang Honghua can see, Fang Yan holds the phone and compares the size of a pinkie knuckle, which means it is only a little bit."Good, good, can earn is good." Fang Honghua boasted: "in the future, our inkstone is a business man, and has a promising future."
"What's more, by the next day, the business got better all of a sudden, and suddenly more money was made." Fang Yan reported a number.
Fang Honghua almost didn't hold the phone in her hand firmly. She quickly grasped both hands and said in disbelief, "do you say it again? How much is it? "
Fang Yan repeated it again.
Fang Honghua closed her chin with difficulty.
Facing the impact of numbers, it's just as exciting as a gold ingot falling from the sky.
"There's another day."
Fang Yan's words have not finished, she interrupted: "OK, OK, inkstone don't say again, if you go on, mother's heartbeat will be scared by you." Even if you don't listen, Fang Honghua also knows that it should be an astronomical number.
Square inkstone obediently should next, and the thing of bankbook told her again.
Fang Honghua said: "inkstone is right. It's all money from your parents. You should give it to your parents. Usually your mother gives you enough pocket money. Even if it's not enough, you can ask them again. Don't take so much money by yourself. If something goes wrong, it will be bad." Saffron was frightened.
Fang Yan was obedient again.
Two people said a lot of intimate words, or Fang Honghua first distressed telephone charges, the first to put forward to hang up the phone.
"By the way, flower mother, I sent you a lot of things."
"Send something?" Fang Honghua said sharply: "what do you want to send?"
"It's all food, it's not worth the money."
Hearing the last three words, Fang Honghua was relieved and asked, "how to send it?" They are too remote to send anything but letters.
"I use express, flower mother, do you know what express delivery is?"
"What is it?"
"Just like sending a letter, you can send things! It couldn't have been sent to our house, but dad said it could be sent with more money, so I added more money
Fang Honghua was immediately distressed, and he said a few words, then quickly hung up the phone.
She went out and said thanks to the village head's wife. She avoided her inquiring eyes and went back home briskly.
Hearing the voice of her adopted son again, she was happy for ten and a half days this time.
Not long after she entered the door, a strange voice came from the door: "is Fang Honghua at home?"
Fang Honghua raised her voice and answered. She went out in a hurry and saw a van stop in front of her home.
"Are you?"
"Hello, I'm a courier. I have your express." Express brother said, then opened the door of the container behind the pickup truck.
He moved and moved most of the contents of the container down, and then took out a list to Fang Honghua: "Hello, please confirm the receipt and sign here."
Fang Honghua signed her name with a wooden expression.
The things Fang Yan sent her were really worthless. The food and the food were huge, which was even higher than when she was a guest last time.
Seeing the inquiring eyes of other villagers looking towards this side, Fang Honghua has a headache.
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