90: The mother of the little cannon fodder in the control group is reborn

The next day was Monday. Chao Mingyue got up early to make breakfast. He cooked noodles with the old hen soup that he had not finished last night and fried a scrambled egg with chives. After sending his daughter to the kindergarten, he took the remaining one with him. A big bag of clothes and I went to the same place as yesterday.

However, the streets were deserted today. Most of the college students had probably gone to class. He also went to the snack street to take a look. Except for the breakfast shop, no other shops were open.

Chao Mingyue laid out the plastic wrap and sheets, then took out two pieces of each kind of clothes and laid them out on the sheets, then sat on the mat and started to be in a daze.

It wasn't because he was hoarse that he stopped shouting. It was because the street was so clean today. Not to mention pedestrians, there weren't even stray cats and dogs passing by. He doubted whether he would be able to sell out all the clothes today. I wonder if tomorrow’s travel plan can be carried out on time.

But that's how business is, there are off-seasons and peak seasons. Yesterday was the peak season for him to sell clothes, and today is the off-season for him to sell clothes. As long as the clothes don't fall into his hands, it's fine. Besides, he made back his capital yesterday, so he's not in a hurry. .

After about an hour and a half, young male and female students came this way, and Chao Mingyue shouted again like yesterday:

"Let's take a walk and take a look! The new men's clothing just arrived from Yangcheng, the same style as that of a certain male star. The last batch of clothes is gone. Once they are sold out, they will be gone!"

Sure enough, the first few male and female students immediately trotted towards his stall, and even the students behind them also trotted over, which made Chao Mingyue a little confused.

Are they all running towards him? Is the charm of the same style of male stars so great!

In the end, he underestimated the charm of celebrities wearing the same style, but this is a good thing.

"Is this the same style as that worn by celebrities? How much does this dress cost? Boss, you have to give us the lowest and most favorable price. We are all students."

The first sentence was asked to the classmates who came with him. After getting the exact answer, the next words were all said to Chao Mingyue.

"That's a must! Ask the classmates who bought yesterday. What I gave you is the lowest price, and they are not profitable. The fare alone for me to go to Yangcheng is only a thousand less. Look at these clothes again. This material, this style, this is the same style as that of celebrities! The cost of a piece of clothing is more than 40 yuan, do you think you can calculate how much I can earn?"

Chao Mingyue kept talking and moving his hands, handing over money with one hand and clothes with the other. He repeated this action countless times.

Then, it sold out again in the afternoon.

The sales are a little slower than yesterday. Who said today is Monday?

It's also because the group of people who bought it yesterday helped promote it, otherwise he would definitely not be able to sell out today.

On the way home, he turned a corner and went to the kindergarten, picked up his daughter, and went to the vegetable market.

The good thing about being close to the vegetable market is that you can go shopping every day. You don’t have to go to the market once every five days like you do in Donghu Village. If you buy enough things for five days, sometimes you can’t catch up with the next market. It’s not because The weather means there is something going on at home. After all, the village is full of relatives, who knows when trouble will come to our door.

Because Chao Mingyue came here directly after selling his clothes, there was no baby seat for Chao Shuyu in the car, and there was no cushion on the back seat, which almost broke Chao Shuyu's butt in half. He was crying and howling all the way. I don't have time to say "hand over the money" anymore.

When he arrived at the vegetable market, Chao Shuyu rubbed his numb butt with a grimace on his face.

"Dad, where are the cushions on this house? Why did you take the cushions away? My butt is numb!"

"Oh, isn't the mat tied to your mother's bicycle? I also forgot to pick you up. I didn't expect to be back so soon today. Otherwise, I would have brought your baby seat."

As Chao Mingyue explained, he felt a little happy when he saw his daughter's little actions. Well, how should I put it, there was a feeling of "revenge for a great enemy".

Who told this kid to always dislike him this year?

However, I still feel distressed, but the conditions are limited. As a father, he can't help, so he can only watch the fun from the sidelines.

"Then why did you pick me up? Why don't you go home and get a mat before picking me up? It'll be fine if it's a little later. We can play with toys or listen to the teacher telling stories, and the teacher will give us delicious food. .”

Therefore, she was not particularly anxious to go home from school. She had just been eating the cookies given by the teacher.

"Oh, I'll remember that next time."

Chao Mingyue assured.

Chao Shuyu stopped complaining and muttered something to himself. There was so much noise in the market that Chao Mingyue couldn't hear clearly even if he wanted to.

"What do you want to eat tonight? Dad will cook it for you!"

Think of it as compensation for bumping my daughter's butt and showing him the excitement.

"I want to eat something sour and sweet!"

When it comes to food, Chao Shuyu herself is a little worried. Although she knows that it is wrong to be picky about food, she just has no appetite for the meals she usually eats, so she can only bother her mother to cook for her in different ways every day.

Now that her father is cooking, she will of course give him orders without hesitation.

"Ah? What's sour and sweet?"

He watched his daughter being carried out of the east room by the midwife in the village. There was absolutely no mistake in carrying her. Why did his daughter still have the stomach of a southerner from Yangcheng?

How can a good Qilu person like sweet dishes?

Chao Mingyue didn't understand why, so he didn't want to delay him in finding a way to satisfy his daughter.

"Okay, let me try."

The words were spoken, but he really doesn’t know how to cook sweet and sour dishes!

Help! Who can teach him!

No, he had to send his daughter home first, and then go out to buy vegetables later. By the way, he asked the uncles and aunties selling vegetables if they knew how to cook sweet and sour dishes, or if they had heard of sweet and sour dishes. As for the name of the dish, he might as well have a direction to ponder and study it.

"Let's go, I'll take you home first."

Without saying a word, Chao Mingyue turned around with the bicycle, then picked up Chao Shuyu and put it on the back seat. Under the doubtful eyes of his daughter, he calmly pushed the bicycle out of the vegetable market, and then stepped on it. Get in the car and pedal away a long way.

Chao Shuyu's numb buttocks became numb again after a few bumps, and even his legs and feet were numb together.

want to cry...

Just cry.

"Wow! Dad! My butt is numb! My legs are numb! My feet are numb too!"

Seeing that he was about to get home, Chao Mingyue pretended not to hear, and quickly pedaled a few more times. The car whizzed forward quickly, and they soon arrived home.

"What happened?"

Hua Lingling, who was at home, vaguely heard the girl's cry. She always felt that she was her daughter. When she came out to see it, she was indeed her daughter.