70s factory beauty, transform villain cubs to become rich

Chapter 303 Xiaoyu Makes Money
There are two types of radios.

A vacuum tube, a transistor.

Vacuum tube radios are more expensive, ranging from 100 to 150, while transistor radios only cost 80 to 100.

But families who are willing to buy a radio usually splurge and buy a vacuum tube radio.

After all, radios are not only a form of entertainment, but also a symbol of social status.

After much deliberation, He Yuxiang chose a transistor radio that cost 80 yuan.

Xiao Yu pointed to the 80 yuan note.

She doesn't know much about radios.

All I know is that there's a sound.

Chen Qing chose a radio with a capacity of 150.

He Yuxiang: “…”

What exactly is she asking?
Is this just stating the obvious?

Chen Qing gave the money and took the radio home.

I received many envious glances along the way.

When she returned to the alley, many people followed her.

"Xiaoqing, why did you buy a radio?"

"This is the most expensive one, right?"

"The most expensive one would have to be 150 yuan!"

"My God, 150 yuan? I'll be saving it up for ages."

……

Everyone stared at the radio, their eyes burning with envy.

Chen Qing tried to tune the radio.

It's getting late, and the radio broadcasts programs according to people's listening habits.

The program is currently showing content related to workers, praising an employee of a food factory.

The employee also shared how they were able to quickly divide the dough.

He Yuxiang immediately took out his notebook to take notes.

This is all knowledge that can be used in daily life.

The neighbors also came to listen.

An old man, seeing that it was almost time to eat, shooed them back: "Come on, come on, aren't you all supposed to be cooking? The kids will be back soon, and the stove will be cold."

The neighbors left reluctantly.

Chen Qingke was the first family in this alley to buy a radio!

Thinking back to a year ago, everyone thought Chen Qing was going to go through a rough patch.

He has two children to support, his salary isn't high, and he's always spending money recklessly.

Who would have thought that their family would undergo such a complete transformation in such a short period of time?

The family is doing very well.

Chen Qing's salary is as high as ninety-nine!
It’s really thirty years to the east of Hedong and thirty years to the west of Hexi.

An old man said to Chen Qing, "From now on, don't let others listen to your radios so casually, otherwise people will get used to it and keep coming to your house."

Chen Qing: "I know, thank you for reminding me, sir."

If the old man had spoken even a little later, she would have told him to leave.

Knowing that his uncle was away on a business trip, He Yuxiang took the initiative to take over the cooking task.

Xiaoyu came to her brother and handed him the twenty yuan in her pocket: "Brother, these are the red envelopes I received today. One was from my uncle's boss, not Mao Mao's dad, but the uncle who took my uncle away. The other one was from my aunt's colleague, who gave me a red envelope. So I earned twenty yuan today."

He Yuxiang suddenly fell silent.

All the effort he puts into earning money every day is not as much as his sister can make from going out for a stroll.

"I'll keep it for you."

"it is good."

Xiaoyu helped her brother start the fire.

The two siblings prepared a meal, and Chen Qing was responsible for eating it.

Having grown accustomed to delicacies, Chen Qingzhen found it difficult to adjust to the sudden shift to simple porridge and pickled vegetables.

"He Yuxiang, I think you can add a little more oil. Of course, this is just a small suggestion; the actual implementation is up to you."

This person is so stingy.

Each time you add oil, use only a tiny bit, about the tip of your fingernail.

Vegetables without oil don't taste good at all.

He Yuxiang: "Rendering lard is a hassle!"

"Yes, never mind."

The person in charge of feeding you has no right to say too much.

Chen Qing suddenly started thinking about He Yuan; his cooking was so delicious. No matter what happened to her that day, she felt happy as long as she ate He Yuan's cooking.

but now……

Chen Qing held his forehead.

I warned myself not to be picky.

If you're too picky, you don't deserve to eat.

Xiaoyu wasn't picky, but she was always eating at the factory committee, and her belly was so round that she couldn't eat much at all; she would just eat a couple of bites and that would be it.

Seeing that they couldn't eat, He Yuxiang decided to add a little more oil next time.

After finishing his meal, Chen Qing began drawing again.

Xiaoyu dragged her little tricycle out the door!

She's like a prostitute now.

Anyone who wants to ride her little tricycle has to give her three peanuts.

She can give them a ride, or let them ride on their own.

So every day, the family had a large amount of peanuts coming in.

He Yuxiang carried a stool out the door and sat down at the front door to collect peanuts.

While you're at it, break the peanuts open.

Once you've collected enough peanuts, you can start pressing them for peanut oil!

In the alley, the children were making a lively noise, and the adults were also talking about Chen Qing. They were all incredibly envious when they heard that she had bought a radio, and they were itching to do so.

Someone wanted to come over and listen to the radio, but Chen Qing was home, and it wouldn't be good if she kicked them out.

They had no choice but to give up.

As Chen Qing was drawing, she realized it was getting late and quickly called the two children back.

He Yuxiang originally had a sense of time, but in order to harvest peanuts, he didn't care at all when to go to sleep.

Chen Qing urged them to take a shower and go to bed, and she took her shower last.

After taking a shower and lying in bed, Chen Qing couldn't fall asleep again, so she got up and prepared the money. She hesitated several times about the amount of money to give He Yuan, and finally decided on one hundred and fifty.

The next morning, Chen Qing took the money to Jin Dazhu in the finance department: "Please trouble Director Jin to send it over for me."

Jin Dazhu counted the money.

The amount is as high as one hundred and fifty!

"How long will he be gone? And you're giving him so much money?"

"It should be quite a long time. It's cold there. We should be frugal on the road, so giving us more time will make things easier. Besides, we can bring back any money we don't spend."

Chen Qing wanted to give more.

However, she was not sure that cross-province remittances could guarantee that the money would be safely delivered to He Yuan.

Test the water first.

If it's not enough, I'll send him more.

Jin Dazhu glanced at Chen Qing and said, "Deputy Director Chen is quite good to your partner."

Actually, he secretly felt sorry for He Yuan, after all, he was an outstanding young man and handsome.

As a result, she started dating Chen Qing.

She was known for her fierceness, and Jin Dazhu genuinely thought Chen Qing might beat up He Yuan, but he didn't expect Chen Qing to be so generous to He Yuan.

One hundred and fifty in one go.

It seems she's a normal person in private.

Chen Qing smiled and said, "Thank you for your help this time."

"Small things."

Jin Dazhu was indifferent to the Dao.

After leaving the finance department, Chen Qing went to Secretary Yang's office and said, "Happy New Year, Secretary."

Secretary Yang: It's bad during the Spring Festival.

Since the beginning of the year, nothing has made him feel at ease.

"What does Deputy Director Chen want with me?"

"No, I just came to ask about the progress of the funding from the Municipal Labor Bureau."

"good."

"So, can we deliver a perfect result for the Lantern Festival?"

Those who are in leadership positions all understand the meaning of the phrase "too much of a good thing."

Chen Qing was no exception.

Secretary Yang laughed: "You really want my old bones to fall apart."

Chen Qing disagreed with him: "How could that be? You are our beloved Secretary Yang. I hope you are healthy, live a long life, and preferably live for ten thousand years."

Secretary Yang: She was calling him a turtle and a bastard!