Making Up
Time flew by like a white horse. In the blink of an eye, another week had passed.
Just like last time, Zhang Zheng used the convenience of his train attendant to bring in a large number of goods from the south and sell them in the grocery store.
With his first experience, he already knew which products had the greatest demand and which products had the highest profits, so he made corresponding adjustments.
After the supply was sufficient, the grocery store slowly became famous in the surrounding area. Although it was no longer as lively as when it first opened, it gradually stabilized.
Based on the current turnover, if they could maintain it steadily, their Zhengming grocery store's monthly gross profit could reach 10,000 yuan!
10,000 yuan. In this era where the average salary was more than 30 yuan per person, if others knew about it, they would definitely be jealous.
Zhang Zheng and Han Chunming took the lion's share of the 10,000 yuan profit. They each got 4,000 yuan, while Tao Zi and Cai Xiaoli each got 2,000 yuan.
One had to know that this was their monthly profit!
Because of this, Zhang Zheng had always instructed Tao Zi and Cai Xiaoli to keep a low profile. It was best if they even told their family members.
If the neighbors saw that they suddenly had money, they might spread some rumors.
However, as time passed, the reputation of the grocery store gradually spread among the neighbors.
The surrounding people were envious and jealous, and there were also some who made sarcastic remarks. The complexity of human nature was vividly displayed.
Fortunately, Zhang Zheng didn't care about these gossips at all. After all, the money had really entered his pocket.
If others were willing to say a few sarcastic words, then let them say it. As long as it did not hinder them from making money, it would be fine.
What Zhang Zheng and the others didn't know was that just as they were happily making money, in a dark corner, a man was hiding there and observing the grocery store.
This person was none other than Cheng Jianjun, who had escaped from the youth gathering last time!
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"Masako, let me tell you, the night before yesterday, I gave that trash guy a good scolding.
Although he had a grudge against Hou Su'e's husband's ancestor, it was his fault for not helping her. You didn't see how pathetic he was when I scolded him that night.”
On the main road in front of Da Qian Gate, Han Chunming was vividly describing the scene of him drinking with Trash Hou a few days ago.
The two of them had just finished working at the grocery store. Han Chunming was preparing to go home, while Zhang Zheng was going to freeload.
After listening to Han Chunming's explanation, Zhang Zheng finally understood the inside story between the father and daughter.
In short, there was a grudge between the old man and Hou Su'e's father-in-law, so he did not like Hou Su'e's husband.
Back then, Hou Su'e had already set her sights on her current husband. She had ignored the objections of the raggedy Hou and insisted on being with him no matter what. As a result, the father and daughter had severed their relationship.
However, Zhang Zheng was not very interested in these things. What he was most concerned about was the invitation box with Qianlong's signature.
"It's only right to scold him, but Chunming, how are you going to get the invitation box from him if you scold him like this?”
Han Chunming put his hand on Zhang Zheng's shoulder and said with a smile,
"Brother, you're wrong. Although I taught him a lesson, he didn't fall out with me. He's a reasonable person.
I met Hou Su'e on the road yesterday. Guess what?”
"Don't keep me in suspense. Tell me what's wrong!”
Seeing Han Chunming suddenly stop at the crucial moment, Zhang Zheng felt extremely uncomfortable.
"Hehe, Hou Su'e and Trash Hou have reconciled. How is it? You didn't expect it, did you?”
Han Chunming kept Zhang Zheng in suspense and continued.
"We're good." Zhang Zheng was surprised.
"That's right. Han Chunming nodded and said affirmatively," Hou Su'e told me yesterday that Trash Hou gave her 1,000 yuan to treat her husband's illness. If this isn't reconciliation, then what is?"”
"The two of us contributed to this. I won't ask for much. Just get Raggedy Hou to give me that invitation box.”
"Screw you, most of the credit belongs to this bro. If you want to give it to me, it should be me!”
"Give it to me. I was the one who sent her to the hospital.”
"I paid for the medical expenses.”
……
Zhang Zheng and Han Chunming chatted as they slowly walked into his courtyard house.
Mother Han happened to come out of the house at this time. When she saw the two of them, she smiled and said to them,
"Chunming, Masako, you two are back early today.”
Zhang Zheng greeted Mother Han with a smile and said jokingly,
"Godmother, I wanted to come earlier so that I could have a free meal. You won't chase me away, right?”
"How can that be? Look at what you're saying. Godmother is such a person.”After saying that, she seemed to have thought of something and said to Han Chunming,
"By the way, Chunming, there was a junk collector today who brought something for you. I saw that it was too dirty, so I put it under the table for you.”
When Zhang Zheng and Han Chunming heard this, they looked at each other. Then, the two of them rushed into the house at the speed of a hundred-meter sprint.
Behind them, they could still hear Mother Han's voice.
"Hey, why are you two in such a hurry?"
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