The Cannon Fodder of Fast Time Travel, She Chooses To Farm

Chapter 1211: Control group in the 1990s (20)

Chapter 1211: Control group in the 1990s (20)

Chapter 1211 Control group in the 1990s (20)

Xu Wu and his wife closed the stall at about the same time as their daughter, but because it was close to home, it took them a while to get home before they expected their children to come back.

"How is it? How is it?" Ma Chunfang asked with concern, "How is the business at the textile factory? Bingzi, it's your first day at the stall, are you getting used to it?"

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Just when Ma Jianbing was about to complain that his arm hurt and he couldn't lift it up, his niece stuffed him with a bottle of medicated oil.

Xu Yin smiled at him, turned to her parents and said, "Mom and dad, it's the first day. You will inevitably feel tired. Isn't it your first day too? My uncle is doing well. There are many workers in the textile factory, so he is busy. But in an orderly manner, Xiaoxiao and I can only do the job of making, baking, and sandwiching sesame cakes. He is really awesome!"

"Really?" Ma Chunfang was very surprised after hearing this. "It seems that we are still capable soldiers! Your brother-in-law and I were in a hurry on the first day when we set out at the stall."

Ma Jianbing scratched his head. He originally said that his arm hurt so much, why don't he rest for two days? Growing up, every time he shouted that he was tired, his sisters would rush to help him with work. But seeing the eldest sister looking so happy and the niece's expectant eyes, I couldn't complain.

Xu Yin coaxed her younger brother to apply medicated oil to her uncle. She had to run a stall in the evening, but she couldn't let the mule...cough, her uncle fell down: "Thank you for your hard work, Xiaoxiao. Sister will prepare delicious food for you later."

Hearing that he could be rewarded with delicious food, Xu Xiao went to the back room to massage his uncle.

Xu Yin sat down and took stock.

As soon as Xu Wu saw that he had nothing to do, he picked up a pile of pots and jars to be washed and went to the patio.

Ma Chunfang happily sat down next to her daughter. She loved watching her daughter count money the most.

Its better if you can participate, but its also good if you cant participate and become addicted.

Your dad and I are doing pretty good business today, and weve finished making the dough.

Xu Yin counts the income of the two stalls separately, and of course keeps separate accounts.

After counting the cents, count the pieces, and after counting the banknotes, count the coins.

The speed of counting money is getting better every day.

If she continues to practice like this, she feels that she will be able to do the job of a bank counter clerk, and in future generations money counters will have to be laid off.

How is it? Did you earn a few more yuan than yesterday morning? Ma Chunfang asked impatiently when her daughter finished counting and started keeping accounts.

Stall No. 1s operating income today is 43 yuan and 60 cents.

Stall No. 1 is the stall owned by Ma Chunfang and his wife.

Upon hearing this, Ma Chunfang slapped her thigh excitedly: "Oh! It's already broken 40 yuan! I said business is good today! Where is your stall? Quickly do the math!"

Stall No. 2s operating income today is 35 yuan and 80 cents!

Thats not bad! Ma Chunfang counted on her fingers, It adds up to more than 79 yuan! Its just shy of 80 yuan. If you work harder, it will break 100 yuan!

Xu Yin glanced at her mother, and Ma Chunfang immediately calmed down: "I know, I have to eliminate half of the cost. That's not a lot. It's only the morning, and there are still night stalls that haven't been opened yet!"

At this time, Ma Jianbing, who was enjoying his nephew's massage, couldn't lie down anymore and came out of the back room with a strong smell of medicinal oil: "Sister, how much did I earn?"

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Ma Chunfang was about to count, but was interrupted by Xu Yin:

"Uncle, our No. 2 stall sold 35 yuan and 80 cents this morning. The gross profit after deducting the cost is about 18 yuan. You, me, and Xiaoxiao are divided according to their work. I am responsible for the tricycle transportation, early teaching, and closing the stall later. You are responsible for making sesame seed cakes. , selling sesame cakes, Xiaoxiao is responsible for lighting the stove and making change, so I get 8 yuan, you get 6 yuan, and Xiaoxiao gets 4 yuan. Look, Ive recorded it all here, and Ill wait until the end of the month to settle the salary.

"Wow! Do I get one too?" Xu Xiao jumped three feet high when she heard this, "I get a salary too?"

Ma Chunfang glared at her son and was about to say, "What kind of salary do you need at a young age? That's what your sister said." However, she saw her daughter rubbing her son's head and saying with a warm smile:

"Of course! It has been said that distribution according to work is distributed. Although the division of labor is different and the income is high or low, my sister will not treat you badly after you have worked hard. You can save it for later use, or you can keep it with your sister. My sister will pay you the interest and you will take it out to start a business when you become an adult."

Xu Xiao said without hesitation: "I exist with my sister."

Ma Chunfang felt sick in her heart: Brat! Your mother is still here! If you dont keep your money with your parents, why would you give it to your sister? Your sister is going to get married sooner or later, is it possible that she still wants to take the old Xu family's money to her husband's house? I thought that I must brainwash my son in private, and dont really receive the money and leave it to my daughter for safekeeping.

To be honest, she regretted letting her daughter be the head of the household.

This girl talks a lot, no one can say anything else when she says something, and she doesn't listen even if she says something. She couldn't see the money once it was in her hand, and she didn't know where it was hidden.

Its okay to make a small amount of money, but now Im making dozens of dollars every day, and my daughter is taking care of it. Can I feel comfortable?

Ma Chunfang encouraged the man several times to get back the right to be the head of the family, but the man didn't know whether he didn't understand her hint or because he really thought that his daughter was better at being the head of the family than she was. Every time the issue of financial power was mentioned, he pretended to be stupid and laughed. She was so angry.

This time I couldn't hold it in anymore, and there was a bit of resentment in my tone: "Even Xiaoxiao has 4 yuan. Your uncle has been busy all morning, so he only gave 6 yuan. Isn't it a little less?"

Xu Yin glanced at her mother: "I haven't deducted the money saved to buy the shop. I knew he had to pay off the debt, so I gave it to him. Since you said so, how about..."

Ma Chunfang quickly changed her words: "Okay, okay, I'll pay as you say." She was afraid that the girl would deduct the money if she disagreed.

Ma Jianbing saw the faint and intimidating smile on his niece's lips, and instantly recalled the consequences of being beaten wildly by her, and even if he had something in his mind, he did not dare to say anything.

Besides, he felt that sharing 6 yuan in just one morning was much more profitable than he thought. What if he sold it all day long? If you don't close the stall and sell it for a day, wouldn't you be able to get dozens of yuan?

Unconsciously, I spoke my heart.

Xu Yin did not pour cold water on him, but gave him a thumbs up: "Uncle, it's a good idea to have this idea! But now many factories can't come out after work, and no one will patronize it. I'll wait until I find a suitable place to put it. Its an all-day stall, lets try it out then.

I was praised by my niece again.

Ma Jianbing happily went into the room to continue enjoying his nephew's massage.

"Xiaoxiao, your hands are not strong enough. You press too lightly and it has no effect. My uncle will go out to the stall in the evening! Press the key!"

After a while, there was a scream like a slaughtered pig coming from the back room.

With Xu Xiao's innocent voice: "You can't blame me, uncle, you asked me to press harder."

Xu Yin couldn't help laughing when she heard it in the outer room, but she didn't bother them, put away the money box, and got down to business.

I plan to try making a sauce pancake for my family to try at noon, and then find a suitable opportunity to sell it.

Ma Chunfang carried a pile of dirty clothes to the patio to wash, but within a few minutes she came in angrily from outside, cursing all the way:

"I'm so angry! I'm so angry! Those people are so shameless! Seeing that our sesame cake business is so good, they actually imitated us! Lao Liu, Lao Zhang, and Xiao Li actually bought iron buckets and renovated their stoves. After reforming, we will take to the streets... A group of people who will kill a thousand people! Give birth to a son without an asshole!"

The last sentence was cursed in the direction of the patio.

Xu Yin:

For the first time, I discovered that her mother was not only a supporter, but also a provocative fighting maniac.

Sure enough, a string of curses quickly came back from the patio: "Ma, please keep your mouth clean! If I really want to steal your business, I need to say it to you in a nice voice. I'm afraid of you." ?

Ma Chunfang shouted back:

You should be afraid that God will steal peoples business and be struck by lightning!

Is your family the emperor? Only your family is allowed to set up a stall to sell sesame cakes, and no one else is allowed to sell them?

After a back and forth, the two sides started to quarrel at a distance.

Xu Yin:

Having brain pain.