In the next few days, Jiang Shuya was busy with the last two days of the weekend. At this time, the Grape Festival had passed and the number of tourists was obviously decreasing. Fortunately, Zhang Xiaohui and Sun's grapes had been sold out, but most of the tourists came to pick grapes. During this period, Sanma saw that Jiang Shuya was going to bring people into the vineyard, and thought that Huang Minghao had already made arrangements, so she stepped forward and took the initiative to attract customers into her own vineyard. Jiang Shuya could only bite the bullet and cooperate and wait. Who made her short of money?

I need to send them to the farm restaurant before my mission is completed. I can't let the ducks that come to my door fly away.

After receiving a lot of guests over the two days, although not many people came, she still earned 2140 yuan. There was no commission from the grapes, but all the money came from the share of the farm meals from the two families. She did not take the commission from the last few hundred kilograms of food offered by Grandma Sun's family this time, because she could see that it was really not easy for her. Grandpa Sun was deaf and disabled and took medicine all year round. Although she was short of money, this little bit was really dispensable.

But after all the calculations, it seemed that she had inadvertently helped Sanma's family produce a lot of grapes this time. Even Sun Qi helped to bring customers into her vineyard. Sister Xiaohui also thought that she was helping with the sales, so she also helped to bring people into the vineyard and shouted hard.

She calculated in her mind that it should be around two thousand kilograms, so relatives are relatives, and the so-called brothers settle accounts clearly. Most of the targets are outsiders. Outsiders can calculate clearly, so there will be no conflicts. Those conflicts naturally arise within the family.

Although it was only a momentary thought, what should be done still had to be done. On the second day after the weekend, Jiang Shuya went to reshoot the entire HRO series, sent it to Software Avenue, asked Shuting to upload it to the website system, and came back after everything was arranged smoothly. She saw a table of people sitting in the living room of her house. Most of the people who came were known to her, uncle, cousin, third uncle, third aunt, cousin... People at the table came and went, clinking glasses and drinking happily. During this period of time, from the days when each family was begging for money, according to the order, this was Huang Minghao's own home.

Seeing Jiang Shuya coming back, the old man sitting next to her stood up and asked if she had eaten.

"Dad, I've eaten, you guys eat first!" After saying that, he was about to go upstairs with the camera on his back.

At this time, Huang Minghao suddenly called her loudly at the table: "Hey, don't go anywhere these days, help Uncle San's family sell more grapes."

Jiang Shuya came back to her senses with an impatient expression, her brows furrowed. "The grape festival is over now, and tourists will only come on weekends. I have to go out to work next, so I don't plan to sell grapes anymore."

"Then go to the stalls in the square and sell them. I see there are usually people there." Huang Minghao still gave the order without giving up.

"You are taking a rest at home during this period, so you should help out and show your filial piety. Wouldn't that be great?" Jiang Shuya didn't want to argue with him any more, so she frowned and ignored his arrogant look.

It was not until the next day that he heard from the old man that the third aunt's family had sent two bottles of wine and a red Nanjing cigarette as a thank-you gift yesterday. This was exactly what Huang Minghao wanted. With wine to drink and cigarettes to smoke, how could he not ask her to help with all her heart? She would do the work, and he would reap the benefits. It was just that he was used to ordering people around, but he himself did not have the ability to do so.

In the next few days, Jiang Shuya never saw Huang Minghao again, and she didn't know where he went. She didn't ask. He was like a fish in the water, occasionally appearing and bubbling, and then swimming away when she wasn't paying attention. In her previous life, she always wanted to catch him, hold him tightly in her hands, and suffocate him, but he made her so disgusted with her. In this life, she no longer paid attention to him, and she wanted to let herself go.

In the past few days, she went to Software Avenue several times and learned some basic computer knowledge and the process of opening a website from her sister. Thinking that the little time she had after get off work was dedicated to her, she felt very sorry for it. She could only tidy up the room and clean the house for her during the day when her sister was not at home.

Later, I went to the mall to choose a few brands and took some photos. There are currently many observations on the website, but no one has placed an order. Jiang Shuting used some means to increase the number of clicks, and more people came to watch. After the reputation is established in the later stage, people will naturally place orders, but we can't rush it.

As October approached, people with a discerning eye noticed that after the vineyards of every household in Xixia Village were done, many trucks carrying various building materials, bricks, cement, gravel, and wood unexpectedly appeared and entered Zhou Island. Soon the news spread throughout the entire Jiang Island. Many villagers, whose income had just entered their pockets and had not even warmed up yet, were already inquiring about building houses. Now, many people have learned the news from the township that the demolition has been implemented and will be completed within a year. The demolition team will enter the village after the new year. The village chief has made it known both openly and secretly that those who do not have enough square meters on the property certificate or who have no way to get the illegal buildings should find a way themselves. Soon, many engineering teams with various leaders appeared around, hammering and banging, working day and night.

That day, Jiang Shuya came to visit Zhang Xiaohui and saw Master Fang appear at her house. There were a lot of newly delivered wood and bricks piled up at the door. After exchanging a few words with Master Fang, she saw Sister Xiaohui busy in the kitchen, so she took the initiative to help pick vegetables and joked: "I didn't expect it! Sister Xiaohui is also very capable! She does great things quietly."

Zhang Xiaohui rolled her eyes at her and said in a deep voice, "How can I have parents to help me like you? I am all alone. Look, the money from the grapes I sold earlier is not even warm yet. No matter how I calculate, it is not enough. You know, the price of building materials has increased, which is beyond my budget. I originally planned to spend about 6 to build a 150-square-meter house, but now it is not enough. I am so worried, oh!"

Jiang Shuya nodded after hearing this. That's right. Now every household is rushing to buy materials to build houses, so the prices will naturally go up. She sighed in her heart. In her past life, this time should be the beginning. Everyone is very conscious and realizes that time waits for no one. The crazy actions of the villagers will inevitably attract the attention of the government. Next, the bridge will be blocked from moving construction material vehicles, and the government will focus on cracking down on villagers building illegal houses. By that time, the stone bricks on the island will be charged by the "piece", and the price of a bag of cement will be 2-3 times that of the other side. The money in hand will be worthless.

Seeing her worried look, Jiang Shuya felt a little overwhelmed. Although she wanted to lend a hand, she only had a little money and she also had to prepare for purchasing on her behalf.

Although I couldn't help, I couldn't help but persuade her to think of other solutions.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Xiaohui actually asked her about Zhang Qing's character. Jiang Shuya was stunned when she heard it, and raised her eyes curiously, but did not answer her question immediately.

She relaxed her brows and hesitated to ask the question in her mind: "The last time I cooked for her wedding, she approved of the taste. She wanted me to be her chef. She plans to open a fast food restaurant in the Hexi office building. Have you heard about it? But I didn't agree to her immediately. I promised her that I would consider it."

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