In the northern winter, the weather is very cold. At this time, every household will seal the windows with plastic sheets to keep them warm.

At the same time, because every household burns kang. In order to prevent gas poisoning, they will also leave an unsealed place in the window of the room for ventilation.

Suddenly heard someone knocking on the window outside, and several people in the room were startled.

But before they had any reaction, they heard Ye Jiangong's lowered voice coming from outside the window.

"I'm back, open the window to let me in."

Hearing Ye Jiangong's voice, Ye Xiuqing and Zhou Cuiyun hurriedly opened the window from inside.

Ye Jiangong outside the window jumped in from the window very dexterously, and a sack came in together.

"God, I'm so exhausted this day."

Ye Jiangong said as he took out a paper bag from the sack. After opening, there are four chicken cakes inside.

"Dad, chicken cake!"

Ye Yimin, who was sitting on the kang obediently, hurried over after seeing these chicken cakes. At the same time, some swallowed uncontrollably.

"Tsk tusk, worthy of being Lao Tzu's son, as smart as I am, knowing to stare at good things."

Ye Jiangong said while sharing the four chicken cakes among several people.

Because they were worried about Ye Jiangong, neither Zhou Cuiyun nor Ye Xiuqing had too much food tonight. I haven't felt it before, but now I suddenly see something to eat, and I feel really hungry.

Everyone had a piece of chicken cake. They sat there and ate while listening to Ye Jiangong's words about what happened in the county town today.

Today, he went to the county town fairly smoothly. After going there, he directly found a few friends who were in contact with him, and they were pretty good friends.

It's just that the people who can mix with him are mostly idlers.

When I heard that Ye Jiangong wanted to buy rag heads from people in the textile factory, these people were immediately blinded. I don't understand why Ye Jiangong came to buy this kind of waste.

They usually mix in the county. Although they don't have much prospects, they still have some contacts.

No, one of the young people directly told Ye Jiangong that he knew the workshop director of the textile factory.

Although the relationship is general, I can say a few words. If Ye Jiangong wants to buy cloth, it may be a little difficult. But there is no problem if you want some rags.

"Father, what then? Is the workshop director easy to talk?"

Hearing what Ye Xiuqing said, Ye Jiangong put the last bit of chicken cake on his hand and ate in his mouth.

"It's okay. Although he looks down on people a bit, he is very greedy for money. This kind of person can get along well if he finds the right way."

Hearing what Ye Jiangong said, Ye Xiuqing knew he knew it in his heart.

"Did you bring home rags, dad?"

"Of course, you dad and I'm on the go, there are still things you can't handle?"

Ye Jiangong showed some pride when he said this. Ye Xiuqing, who knew his character, didn't open her father's desk at this time, and hurriedly slapped a few flatteries.

Ye Jiangong, who was coaxed happily by the girl at home, directly dragged the sack on the ground.

Ye Xiuqing looked inside and saw a sack of rag heads that were tightly pressed.

Although only the top layer can be seen, Ye Xiuqing glanced at it. The quality of these rag heads is very good, and the fabric is not small. In this way, they can save a lot of effort when doing hair ties.

"Father, these rag heads are of good quality."

"Of course, your father, I went out, how could I bring some bad things back. My friend is pretty reliable. After he took me over, the workshop director was a bit unhappy, but gave it to me. The few sacks of rags I pointed out are of good quality."

"At first, he said he gave it to me directly, but I thought we were doing business. If the business is good, I will get rags from him later, so I can't let people send us to us all the time."

"So, I just paid a dollar to buy this bag of rags. Originally, these rags are no longer useful. I am willing to spend money to buy them. Of course he is happy. No, let me pick the best bag. Okay to get it back."

Hearing what Ye Jiangong said, Ye Xiuqing gave him a thumb on the spot.

"Okay, in order to hide from you, I deliberately stayed outside until I come back now, but I'm exhausted. I'll talk about it tomorrow, sleep!"

Knowing that Ye Jiangong must be tired after running for a day today, and the others in the house must follow him.

So, everyone just calmed down and lay on the kang to rest.

After eating breakfast the next day, the family went straight back to their house.

As for Lu Honghua's weird run of Yin and Yang, the family did not take it seriously. Anyway, it was the same before. People like the old Ye family were all used to it.

On the contrary, the few people who returned to the house were not as lazy as the rest of the Ye family thought.

Ye Xiuqing poured out all the rags that Ye Jiangong brought back yesterday. Then according to the size and color system, it is divided into several parts.

Ye Xiuqing sold doll clothes when she was working in her last life. Therefore, she dare not say how good her needlework is, and she can live it well.

Although Zhou Cuiyun likes to be lazy, he still has some basic skills.

For the work of sewing hair ties, there is no need for a good needlework at all, just sew it on.

Ye Jiangong and Ye Yimin were helping them with some tools at this time.

All of a sudden, the family of four in the house was doing their own things quietly, and there was a feeling of calmness in the years.

"I won't do it, it's too tired. I've been doing this for a long time. UU reading is so tired and unconscious. Qing girl, this is too tired to make money. Or, let's still Stay at home honestly, it's not that you can't eat anymore, why do you make yourself so tired!"

When it was almost lunch, Zhou Cuiyun looked at the many rags left on the Kang, and suddenly felt a little discouraged.

She wanted to make money, but she didn't expect to be so tired.

Doesn't she want to make money just to live a comfortable life? Thinking about it now, my previous life was pretty good, and it doesn't seem to be so hard.

Hearing Zhou Cuiyun's complaint, Ye Xiuqing glanced at her.

"Mother, you should think, if you make one, you will make a dime."

Ye Xiuqing said as she counted the hair ties placed beside Zhou Cuiyun.

"Thirty-one, mother, you have already made three yuan. With this money, we can buy two catties of meat and let the family have a good meal. When that time comes, my grandfather and my grandmother will definitely be happy Don’t you keep saying that my milk doesn’t like you? Don’t you want my milk to praise you more and think you are her most intimate daughter-in-law?"

Hearing Ye Xiuqing's description, Zhou Cuiyun could almost imagine the picture, and suddenly there was some heartbeat.

"And, mother, we only need to do it ourselves at the very beginning. After the wholesale circle is sold out, as long as we can make money, we can persuade my grandfather and my grandmother to do it with us."

"You see, your colors match so well. When they do it with us, you don't have to do this kind of sewing work, just design the style you planned. Then, my elder aunt and my second wife Auntie is making money, so she definitely wouldn't dare to always run on you like now. Think about it, think about it, for this kind of life, you are tired now, isn't it worth it?"