Dress up as an eighty-year-old girl, earn money and learn to do everything

Chapter 94 Talk about the transaction again
As soon as he entered the door, Peng Qingliang took a sharp breath: "Hey, what is this delicious, it smells so delicious."

Yin Zhengjiang nodded silently at the side.

Xiang Xiong came out of the kitchen and said with a smile: "Xiao Guan brought a lot of rabbits back, and I fried them all. You can try them later."

Peng Qingliang was originally here to grab a meal, and when he heard that there was something delicious, how could he refuse?

"I asked her to deliver some rabbit meat to the unit building, and I'll be back in a while."

Peng Qingliang nodded with a smile, walked into the kitchen following the smell, and saw ten pots of rabbit meat piled up on the table, he was stunned.

"Uncle Xiang, how do you do so many! Don't be afraid to let it go bad."

Xiang Xiong smiled and waved his hands: "Isn't it advocating business now? I plan to sell it at the entrance of the alley in the next two days. There are not many, just a hundred rabbits, and they will be sold out in a few clicks."

"Uncle Xiang, why don't you buy these for me. I'll pay the market price, and it will save you time and effort in selling them."

Seeing that Peng Qingliang didn't seem to be joking, Xiang Xiong confirmed it again and nodded with a smile: "Okay, if you like it, I'll sell it to you. This method was taught to me by Xiaowan, and I don't know where she saw it. It's a trick from time to time. "

If it wasn't for too much rabbit meat, Xiang Xiong even wanted to give it to Peng Qingliang directly.

Peng Qingliang laughed loudly: "Sister Xiaowan likes to read books. I guess she saw it in some book."

"It's true, my daughter likes those miscellaneous books, and she's a glutton."

Seeing that Xiangxiong wanted to cook, Peng Qingliang sat down in front of the stove and started to light the fire.

Yin Zhengjiang took the vegetable leaves and went out to wash them.

As soon as Xiang Wan came back, he heard Xiang Xiong's laughter in the kitchen. He walked in with a smile on his mouth, and seeing Peng Qingliang and Yin Zhengjiang were also in the kitchen, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Brother Peng, have you been busy recently?"

"Busy, but busy, no matter how busy you are, you have to eat," said adding a firewood to the stove, and continued: "Ah Sheng and the others were sent out of town by me, and Lao Yin and I were the only ones at home. I don’t want to start a fire, so I just come to eat at home.”

Xiang Wan nodded with a smile, put down the bowl and turned to go out.

Peng Qingliang gave up his position to Yin Zhengjiang, and then followed him out.

"Liu Ronglin needs [-] bottles of shampoo and shower gel, and [-] bags of washing powder."

Xiang Wan stopped, thought for a while and nodded: "Okay, I see, when the time comes, I'll have someone transport the things to Beishi, and you can send them to him."

"No problem. I just want some too. You should be more prepared. If Mei Keqing hears the news, he will probably come to you."

Xiang Wan frowned: "Boss Mei is in Beishi, will trading with him attract attention? I don't really want to be known by others."

Peng Qingliang sneered: "How dare he say it? Unless he doesn't want to hang out in Beishi anymore, if he asks you to cooperate, you just agree."

"Okay, then you can send him a letter in the next two days."

Peng Qingliang nodded to indicate that there was no problem, and then went back to the kitchen to continue lighting the fire.

Xiang Guan went back to his room and looked at the supplies in his backpack. There were tens of thousands of bottles that he bought from Cui Guomin before, so he didn’t need to order them for now. The shampoo cost more than 1000 points and he exchanged for each of them. [-] bottles, don't worry about exchanging them, just using what's left is enough.

The only trouble is that Xiangwan needs to change the packaging bottle by bottle.

I'm really tired, who made the shampoo and shower gel on the platform all have external packaging brands.
-
The next day, Xiang Guan told Xiang Xiong not to go home for lunch, and then went to the rented house to prepare shampoo and so on.

Xiang Wan was busy all day long, and after a simple lunch of milk and bread, he continued to work hard.

Fortunately, practice makes perfect, and Xiang Guan prepared [-] bottles of shampoo and [-] bottles of body wash throughout the day. Fortunately, the washing powder did not need to be specially packaged, otherwise he would be devastated.

Seeing that it was almost six o'clock, Xiang Wan hurriedly packed up the ground and rushed home.

"What are you doing running so fast? There are dogs chasing you," Xiang Xiong said with a smile as he sat in the yard drinking tea and looked up to see his daughter rushing back.

Xiang Wan approached slowly, panting for breath and said, "I'm afraid you'll be worried, I just rushed back after finishing my work."

"I know you went to work, so I was thinking about making dinner when you come back. Well, what do you want to eat tonight? Can tomato and egg noodles be okay?"

Xiang Wan nodded and smiled brightly: "I haven't eaten egg noodles for a long time, and I really want to eat them."

Xiang Xiong laughed loudly: "Okay, Dad will do it now, just wait, it will be ready soon."

Xiang Guan watched Xiang Xiong enter the kitchen with a smile, and sat down on the recliner directly, shaking his hands to relieve the soreness.

After dinner, Xiang Wan walked to Peng Qingliang's house while it was still dark.

When he entered the door, he saw Peng Qingliang eating noodles, and said to Wan, "Coincidentally, my family also ate noodles tonight."

Peng Qingliang ate a mouthful of noodles and a mouthful of garlic, pointed to the seat beside him and motioned for Xiang Wan to sit down, swallowed the noodles before saying: "It's rare for you to come here at this time, what's the matter?"

"Everything has been prepared by someone. It is estimated that I will be able to come to Beishi next weekend and come over to tell you."

Peng Qingliang nodded: "Okay, I understand."

Xiang Wan came here to talk about this matter. After talking, he watched Peng Qingliang eat, and asked after a while: "How is the progress of the factory? Are you sure it will be finished next month?"

"Yes, I'll keep an eye on it every now and then, and your dad will also watch it when I'm not there. It's all working normally. I've already had someone put the machine I bought over there, and I've asked someone to watch it."

The most valuable thing in the garment factory is the machinery and equipment, no wonder Peng Qingliang asked someone to watch it.

After hearing this, Xiang Wan felt relieved, and then got up and left.

"I'll go back first. It's getting late. I have to study tomorrow. If you need anything, just tell my dad."

"it is good."

When I got home, I packed my homework and textbooks into my schoolbag, then washed and went to bed.

The next morning, as soon as Xiang Guan left the house, he saw Yi Hong standing at the entrance of the alley, he was stunned for a moment, turned around decisively and walked into the alley.

Although it was a bit of a detour in this way, Xiang Wan didn't really want to go with Yi Hong. He had a good impression of him. Communicate, avoid others if you can.

Xiang Wan walked into the classroom, took a special look at Yi Hong's seat, and then walked towards Wu Yan who was waving to him.

As soon as Xiang Wan sat down, Wu Yan pulled Xiang Wan mysteriously and asked in a low voice: "I heard that you go back with the monitor every day after school?"

Last Friday, Yi Hong was selected as class leader in the selection of class cadres in the class. Xiang Wan was not interested in these and did not participate in any of them.

After not seeing her good sister responding for a long time, Wu Yan still continued to gossip enthusiastically: "My classmates said that Yi Hong likes you, Xiaowan, has he confessed his love to you?"

Xiang Wan regained his composure, and hurriedly waved his hands: "It's nothing, don't listen to their nonsense, he and I happened to be on the way so we went back together, and every time we talked about study."

(End of this chapter)