Siheyuan: The road to counterattack for the little transparent

For Li, this was simply a blessing she had been longing for. She nodded repeatedly, smiling so brightly that her mouth almost reached her ears:

"Auntie, you are so polite. As long as you prepare the materials, we can definitely help you make it."

The two chatted for a while, and the aunt went home first after getting the dishes. Although Yu Li was very happy, she was not in a hurry to go home to share the good news.

It has to be said that Yu Li does have a good mind for business. After thinking for a while in the cellar, she came up with a good way to make money.

After returning home, the third aunt saw the cabbage in Yu Li's hand and asked in surprise: "Yu Li, why did it take you so long to pick a cabbage?"

Yu Li was still immersed in the joy of talking with the old lady and thinking of ways to make money.

I didn't pay attention to my mother-in-law's doubts and casually said that I met an old lady in the cellar and chatted with her for a while.

Afterwards, regardless of how the third aunt looked at her, she couldn't wait to tell her that she was planning to make New Year's goods for others and charge a processing fee.

When the third aunt heard what her daughter-in-law said, her mouth opened wide in surprise and she couldn't say a word for a long time.

Yan Bugui sat at the table, holding a book in his hands, immersed in the world of words.

At this time, Yu Li walked into the room with excitement on her face, and couldn't wait to tell others that she was going to make New Year's goods for others and charge a processing fee.

After listening to Yu Li's words, Yan Bugui slowly put down the book in his hand, with a shrewd light flashing in his eyes.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and calculated quickly in his mind.

The daughter-in-law's method is not bad. If many people come to her to make New Year's goods for them, she can earn some money from the processing fee. This is undoubtedly a good way to make money.

Pictures emerged in Yan Bugui's mind. He couldn't help feeling happy as he imagined the materials that were being delivered to his door in an endless stream and the processing fees that were about to be received.

In this way, Yu Li and her husband can use their skills to earn some extra money and gain a good reputation among the neighbors.

He seemed to see the neighbors looking at their family with envy, praising them for being hardworking, capable and helpful.

Secondly, my daughter-in-law earns money, and when she returns to her parents' home on the second day of the New Year, she will prepare things for her, so I don't have to spend money to help her prepare things.

This is really a good thing that kills two birds with one stone! The more Yan Bugui thought about it, the more he felt that this idea was brilliant.

He nodded slightly, a satisfied smile on his face, and then nodded solemnly: "My daughter-in-law, this is a good idea, I support it."

Yan Bugui decided to fully cooperate with Yu Li and help her get this done.

He immediately smiled at the three aunts standing aside in a daze and said, "Yang Ruihua, what do you think?"

The third aunt finally reacted. Looking at Yan Bugui's smiling face, she felt that there was no way she could refuse, so she could only forcefully pull the corners of her mouth and nod.

After all, she is an elderly person. Making New Year's goods for her family, even if she and her daughter-in-law work together, they won't be too tired.

But it is hard to say if you ask others to make New Year’s goods for you. Some people live a good life and need to visit more relatives during the New Year, so naturally they have to make more New Year’s goods.

She was a little worried that her body wouldn't be able to handle it, but seeing Yan Bugui's expectant look, she couldn't refuse directly.

At this time, Yan Bugui was already immersed in his beautiful vision of the future, and he couldn't wait to let more people know the news.

He quickly thought of various plans in his mind, wondering whether he should advertise door to door or post notices at the entrance of the alley.

Yan Bugui knows very well that only by letting more people know about this service can he attract more customers and thus obtain more processing fees.

After several people discussed it, they all agreed that both plans should be used. The first thing to do was to write and post the notice, and then go door to door to publicize it during dinner time.

After the plan was finalized, Yan Bugui started looking for red paper to cut, but the first piece of red paper he cut was less than the size of two palms.

Yu Li was unhappy when she saw it: "Dad, this red paper is too small. It won't be noticeable at all if it's posted at the entrance of the alley. I guess it's useless to post it."

"Why don't you cut a bigger piece of red paper? This way it will be more conspicuous and eye-catching. Anyone passing by the alley will definitely see it."

Yan Bugui's first reaction was to refuse, but after listening to Yu Li, he felt that what she said made sense. When he thought about the money he could make from this, he had no choice but to cut another piece of red paper that was much larger.

The house was a little dim, and Yan Bugui felt that such an environment was not conducive for him to write the notice.

So he moved the desk to the door of his house so that he could use natural light to make his writing clearer.

After asking the third aunt to grind ink for him, he began to write the notice.

Just after writing a few words, Lin Donglai came back from outside pushing his bicycle. As soon as he entered the yard, he saw Yan Bugui writing something on the red paper and said with a smile:

"Uncle, there are still several days until the Chinese New Year. Why are you writing Spring Festival couplets so soon?"

It was his question that distracted Yan Bugui, who accidentally repeated what he wrote, and immediately sighed:

"Oh my, what should I do, Donglai? Your sudden question has distracted me. Look, I have written it repeatedly."

Yan Bugui frowned, his face full of annoyance.

The third auntie also became anxious: "Old man, what should we do? We can't waste this red paper."

Lin Donglai smiled and said, "Uncle, why don't you correct the mistakes and fix the wrong words. It's fine as long as it doesn't affect the overall appearance. This is a piece of red paper."

After saying that, Lin Donglai had no desire to watch any further and pushed his bicycle back home.

Yan Bugui looked at his back and shook his head. "No, no, this notice must be written beautifully without any flaws. I'd better write a new one."

After that, Yan Bugui cut another piece of red paper, ground the ink again and wrote again. Fortunately, there were no typos this time.

When the notice was finished, Yan Bugui carefully put it aside to dry, while the three aunts kept praising it:

"Old man, your handwriting is really beautiful. Once this notice is posted, it will definitely attract a lot of people."

Yu Li also looked at the notice with anticipation, as if she had already seen the steady stream of orders.

The next day, Yan Bugui posted the notice at the entrance of the alley early in the morning. People passing by stopped to watch, and some were even talking about it in a low voice.

Yan Bugui and his wife even went door to door to advertise, and told everyone they met that they could make New Year's goods for others.

The news quickly spread in the alley and neighbors began to talk about it.

Some families were worrying about not having enough time to prepare New Year's goods, so they were delighted when they heard the news.

They thought that since Yu Li's craftsmanship was good and her price was reasonable, they might as well let her help with the preparations for the New Year.

In this way, some people began to talk to Yu Li about specific matters, while some families took a wait-and-see attitude.

They wanted to see how the New Year's goods Yu Li made were before deciding whether to ask her for help.