The tycoon's wicked wife from the era of literature has been reborn.

Chapter 113 Buying a Shop

Gao Qinghe was a little touched, but mostly amused.

He looked up and gestured for the little girl to follow, explaining, "Jiang Baohai isn't what you think."

When Huang Yanqiu heard this, she looked at her as if she were a fool who thought she was sober.

"My relationship with him is something that can't be explained in just a few words."

Huang Yanqiu: "You can say three, four, or five sentences!"

Gao Qinghe was taken aback, paused for a second, and said, "I'm not a good person either. I'm after his money and he's after my looks. It's fair."

"That's not fair!" Huang Yanqiu felt that it couldn't be calculated that way; in her eyes, Gao Qinghe was the most beautiful woman in the world.

Jiang Baohai and Huang Yanqiu scoffed, "He's not the richest man in the world."

Gao Qinghe had no idea what was going on in her head, nor was she interested in knowing.

She reached out and poked Huang Yanqiu's puffed-up face. "Mind your own business. You should think about yourself more now."

"Shall we go back to the village together tomorrow?"

"Mm." Huang Yanqiu nodded. She didn't have a house in the county town, and if she didn't go back to the village, she would have to sleep on the streets.

"I'll take the bus back by myself tomorrow; I won't go with either of you," she added.

Gao Qinghe shrugged, "Whatever."

However, Gao Qinghe's words reminded Huang Yanqiu.

She tentatively asked, "Qinghe, can you help me rent a place? Just a room where I can sleep and cook is fine."

Gao Qinghe nodded, indicating that she would help her keep an eye out for rental information.

The two hadn't exchanged more than a few words when they arrived at the rented house.

Gao Qinghe thought her younger brother had already packed up and gone home, but when she knocked on the iron gate twice, no one answered.

She had no choice but to take out her keys and open the door herself.

Huang Yanqiu put her luggage against the wall in the living room, knocked on the closed door again, and shook her head at Gao Qinghe who was washing her face with water, "Miaomiao hasn't come back."

A row of ironed women's summer clothes hangs in the living room; the styles and quality are all quite good.

Gao Qinghe nodded in agreement and guessed, "It's getting dark late now, so they might still be busy and haven't closed up shop yet. Let's make dinner first."

Huang Yanqiu nodded, quickly washed her face, wiped away the sweat, and shook the water off her hands before walking into the kitchen.

Refrigerators have been available for a long time, but not many people in Qingxian County can afford them.

Gao Qinghe is renting a house. The original owners were all frugal people and it was impossible for them to have such a house.

To prevent the vegetables from spoiling, Gao Qingmiao buys only the amount she needs each day.

Huang Yanqiu couldn't find any vegetables, so she started cooking rice first, asked Gao Qinghe to watch the pressure cooker while she picked up a basket and went to the nearby market to buy vegetables.

It's getting late; hopefully, I can still buy fresh vegetables.

Gao Qinghe went inside and changed into some dry clothes. She then used a hair clip to hold all her hair back. She went into the kitchen, glanced around, and turned the stove down.

Upon entering the living room, I opened both suitcases and emptied out all the luggage and gifts inside.

Huang Yanqiu's portion was packed into a separate suitcase, while her own portion couldn't fit in one suitcase, so she put the extras on the coffee table.

After a few minutes of work, Gao Qinghe sorted out the items and took out 310,000 yuan in cash from the old schoolbag.

He carried the ten thousand taels of silver on his person, and wrapped the remaining fifty thousand taels in newspaper, then covered it with another layer of clothing to prevent it from being gnawed by rats.

Five of them were placed in five different places in their own rooms, and the other one was taken home.

Gao Qinghe packed the things she would take home tomorrow, and Huang Yanqiu also returned from grocery shopping. She then went into the kitchen to wash the vegetables and cook dinner.

Gao Qinghe kicked off her shoes and said, "Call me when dinner is ready."

Relax and lie down.

The southwest region has a high altitude and a large temperature difference between day and night. The temperature drops in the evening, which is the most comfortable temperature.

The blanket on Gao Qinghe's bed was the same one she had left with, a bit thick. She was just thinking about having her younger brother change it to a thinner one when she heard the sound of the door being unlocked.

Gao Qingmiao is back.

Upon entering, the first thing I heard was noise coming from the kitchen, followed by the sight of gifts piled on the coffee table and two large suitcases against the wall.

Gao Qingmiao excitedly put the large cloth bag she was carrying on the ground.

"Sis, when did you get back?!"

Gao Qinghe got off the bed, and Gao Qingmiao rushed in first. When she saw her, she was so excited that she could only smile foolishly and couldn't say anything.

"Aren't you silly?" Gao Qinghe chuckled and patted her younger brother's arm before taking him out to see the gift she had bought for him.

A pair of sneakers, a Walkman with headphones, and two cassette tapes of popular music.

Gao Qingmiao happily changed into her new sneakers and busied herself fiddling with her Walkman.

While fiddling with his own things, he also looked at the other items on the table, roughly estimating the total price in his mind, and couldn't help but swallow hard.

The sweaty young man leaned close to his sister and whispered, "Sis, how much money did you make this time? You actually bought several thousand yuan worth of gifts."

Gao Qinghe disdainfully pushed the person away with her fingertips, then sat down leisurely at the dining table, crossed her legs, and raised her hand to make a three-pointer.

"How much?" Gao Qingmiao dared not guess whether the three was followed by four or five zeros.

Guessing four zeros feels like underestimating my sister's abilities.

But can money with five zeros be legally earned?

Zheng Xiaohu and his team's newly opened arcade won't earn that much.

Just as Gao Qingmiao was hesitant to guess, Huang Yanqiu brought two dishes of stir-fried food to the table and said, "You don't even dare to guess 300,000? You coward."

Gao Qingmiao swore that if Huang Yanqiu didn't share the same surname as his mother, he would definitely beat her to tears!
Gao Qinghe and Huang Yanqiu exchanged a glance, both women looking at Gao Qingmiao with amusement.

Silly brother, he thinks he's all that again.

Gao Qingmiao had no time to pay attention to their subtle glances; her mind was already reeling from the number 300,000.

Huang Yanqiu cooked a pretty good dinner, but she habitually used too little oil, so it was a bit dry.

But Gao Qinghe ate two large bowls, and Huang Yanqiu herself ate five bowls.

Gao Qingmiao, who usually has a big appetite, was so overwhelmed by her older sister's joy at becoming rich that she only mechanically ate a few mouthfuls of white rice.

He wasn't hungry, not at all. Just hearing the number 300,000 made him feel full; he just needed to breathe in oxygen.

Excessive excitement always takes time to calm down. Gao Qingmiao seems to be quite normal except for being a bit overly excited.

He also went over the accounts at the stall with Gao Qinghe.

In the three months since Gao Qinghe left, the clothing stall has only been able to cover the outstanding payments for goods and Gao Qingmiao's basic living expenses during this period.

Total balance: 6238 yuan.

This is under the premise that there are many rainy days in May and June, and the stall can only be set up for a short time.

According to the distribution plan initially agreed upon by the siblings, Gao Qinghe could still get 40% of the profits.

But she didn't take the money.

Instead of taking it, he took out five thousand yuan and handed it to Gao Qingmiao.

"Go and ask around on the pedestrian street if there are any storefronts for sale, buy one, and open a clothing store."

Gao Qinghe specifically instructed that only properties with clear ownership rights could be purchased, and only storefronts on pedestrian streets were permitted.

In seven or eight years, the pedestrian street of No. 1 Middle School will be demolished and renovated. Whether it's getting new storefronts or receiving compensation, it's a sure thing.

Gao Qingmiao accepted the money with gratitude, and was so excited that she couldn't sleep all night.

I got up at 5:30 the next morning to set up my stall.

When they finally set up their stall, they discovered that even the dogs weren't awake yet, and they didn't know who to ask for information. They were caught in a bittersweet agony.

(End of this chapter)