Reborn 1990: Make a fortune and become well-off

After eating, Lin Meihui cleared away the dishes and asked Song Yi to rest. She was going to wash the two large porcelain jars in the yard.

Usually, Song Yi was alone and used only makeshift things. Lin Meihui took out the brush to clean the jars, but it was all bald and it was difficult to clean it.

She took the sickle and went out, went to the edge of the village and cut some bushes. She made some gestures and found just enough to make two brushes, just in time to replace the dark pot brush with some dirt.

Back in the small courtyard, Lin Meihui used an ax to flatten a large handful of thorns and peeled them off, revealing the white wood. It didn't take much effort to make two pot brushes. Lin Meihui was admiring the pot brushes she made by herself. She knew when Song Yi was standing behind her.

"Mei Hui, I didn't expect you to be so capable, ingenious, and even a pot scrubber!" Song Yi praised.

"It's nothing. When I was at Lin's house, I tied all the brooms and brooms at home. My neighbors said that I tied them well and asked me to help!" Lin Meihui was very confident in her learning ability. At the same time, in her mind I thought of another way to make money.

"From now on, you call me for this kind of rough work, don't do it silently alone!"

Song Yi just watched the whole process. Lin Meihui is young, but she works neatly and powerfully. Her palms are full of calluses, which shows that she works a lot at home and feels a little distressed.

Lin Meihui also heard the concern in Song Yi's tone, and a warm current flowed in her heart. She stopped her movements, turned back and smiled at Song Yi, "Okay, from now on I will leave the hard work to Brother Song Yi!"

In the past, in the Lin family, Lin Meihui sometimes couldn't move things and wanted to ask her parents for help, but all she got was scolding and scolding her for being lazy.

Her strength was gained by forcing herself to do heavy work and practicing day after day. This habit of pretending to be strong was made sad by a few words.

Song Yi saw her getting up to clean the porcelain jar, and immediately rushed to do it. Lin Meihui saw his strong and powerful arms, and moved the porcelain jar to the water urn very easily, scooped up two ladles of water, held the brush tightly, and rubbed it three or two times. Just brushing the entire porcelain jar clean, Lin Meihui sighed in her heart, it would be nice to have a man doing manual labor.

The sun shone into the small courtyard. Although it was simple, it was full of vitality. She didn't know if it was Lin Meihui's illusion. She always felt that Song Yi was a gift from God.

When she started making preserved fruits, Lin Meihui stopped being polite to Song Yi and asked him to help her clean the fresh fruits while she boiled water to prepare the fruits.

The two figures were busy in the small courtyard, and the sparrows were chirping on the branches. Lin Meihui felt a kind of quiet happiness for the first time.

Making preserved fruit is a tedious process. Remove the fruit holder, add sugar to taste, and the last step is to put it into boiled sugar water, mix well, marinate overnight, and then air-dry.

Currently, there are no rare fruits in the supply and marketing cooperative, just some apples and oranges. Lin Meihui can only make a few kinds for now, dye them with different food colors, and add some auxiliary ingredients to make different varieties.

While they were drying, Song Yi looked at the red and green preserved fruits with shiny icing on them, and couldn't help but praise, "Meihui, these things you make are much prettier than those sold by the supply and marketing cooperative. They are fresh and have enough sugar." If the quantity is high, there will definitely be good sales.”

In the Lin family, there is no tradition of praising others. Zhao Cuihua has never been satisfied and cursed the heaven and the earth. Of course she is not immune.

Most of the time, although she felt that she was capable, she was not confident and felt that she was not the best. Now that Lin Meihui heard Song Yi praise her so much, Lin Meihui felt her face turn red, but she also felt a little confident.

It was as if he suddenly became a different person.

"Brother Song Yi, stop praising me all the time. If you praise me again, my tail will be raised to the sky."

"When it's time to be brave, you have to be brave. Our Meihui is a little fairy, hardworking and capable." Song Yi praised people without any obstacles. If Lin Meihui didn't know that he was not good at words, he would have thought that he would be able to do it. Glib tongue.

It takes two or three days to dry the preserved fruits in a basket. During these days, Lin Meihui cleaned the glass jars and made some kraft paper bags for packaging.

Song Yi also helped, and this small courtyard became their happy world.

On the evening of the third day, Song Yi put the preserved fruits into porcelain jars and put them on the flat cart. "Meihui, have you packed the bags and glass jars? Put them on the cart together so you don't have to worry about it tomorrow." .”

Lin Meihui came out carrying a bamboo basket and said with a smile, "Good morning, I just put it in the bamboo basket. Brother Song Yi, help me."

Song Yi walked over, took the bamboo frame, and accidentally placed his big hand on the back of Lin Meihui's hand. The warmth of their hands touched each other, and they both subconsciously wanted to stop their hands at the same time. In the end, Lin Meihui was alert, so that she would not overturn the bamboo basket.

The first time Lin Meihui asked someone to help her, she made a big red face, her heart was beating fast, and there was an indescribable feeling floating in her heart.

Early the next morning, Song Yi helped Lin Meihui push the car out the door. Lin Meihui thought that she might not be able to come back in time at noon, so she told Song Yi, "Brother Song Yi, you can eat lunch by yourself. I brought dry food and I won't come back to eat."

"Okay, be careful on the road." Song Yi finished instructing and watched Lin Meihui push the car away.

Lin Meihui arrived at the market in the town and exchanged a few words with the men and women selling vegetables. She immediately understood that there was something to be said for choosing a stall. If the entrance to the market was not good, people would still want to go in and have a look, and the market at the end of the market would not be good. , people turn around and go back after buying, and they don’t go too far.

Lin Meihui's sharp eyes spotted a small empty space next to a stall selling wild fruits, and went over to say hello to the uncle.

"Uncle, eat preserved fruit!"

The uncle was wearing an old navy blue Zhongshan suit, and his lapel was full of holes burned by dry smoke, but he was still quite clean. He took the red and green preserved fruits handed over by Lin Meihui and raised his thick eyebrows, "Girl, you are still... You’re not afraid of losing money when you give people food before it’s open?”

Lin Meihui said with a smile, "It is said that distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. Those who go out to do business always need to take care of each other. You will not suffer any loss by eating preserved fruit for your uncle."

The uncle grinned, showing his big yellow teeth, "You little girl, you are good at talking and sweet-tongued. People like you are needed to do business. You can't be picky, otherwise you won't be able to do business."

"How is uncle's business? Are the mountain fruits selling well..."

"Just like that, the whole family can buy some oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar, which is better than making a living in the fields."

While Lin Meihui was talking, she had already set up the stall, with a piece of white plastic sheet and a few glass jars on it. The rest were scattered. She also planned to sell these jars to rich people. Yes, people who don’t have money sell casual products.