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Chapter 53 Rich

Chen Suniang went to work as usual on Saturday. Today was her last day at work as a frontline worker. Starting tomorrow, she will have normal working hours.

She is already over 40 years old and working three shifts is really too much for her. Now she can finally get what she wanted and she is in a good mood. Even the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes have faded.

When Qiu Huoming returned home, Qiu Jianshe had not returned yet.

Only my little sister was squatting at the door feeding insects to the chickens.

Qiu Huoming took off his coat and tied on his mother's bib. He wanted to show off his skills today.

The fish fillets I fried yesterday can be taken out in part for lunch today, and stewed with seasoning as a main dish. The leftovers from last night can be used to make fried rice with eggs.

Back then, his specialty was egg fried rice, which he mastered to perfection and won over many of his younger classmates.

It's just that the temperature of the coal stove cannot be controlled, it all depends on visual inspection...

When the eldest sister got home, the food was already on the table.

The rice fried with local eggs looks particularly good, golden in color, sprinkled with chopped green onions, and full of fragrance.

The eldest sister scooped a mouthful of egg fried rice, chewed it for a few times, and immediately praised it.

Nowadays, most families are reluctant to use oil when cooking, but Qiu Huoming doesn’t care when making egg fried rice. He needs enough oil to make the eggs fragrant.

Qiu Huoming filled his stomach in no time.

"I'm going to the post office. Please lock the door at home at noon." Qiu Huoming gave a few instructions, went back to the room, got a cloth bag, and stuffed several shoe boxes full of tapes into it.

The pictorial is placed alone on top.

Qiu Huoming carried the heavy bag and walked straight to South Street.

The sky is gloomy and the rain is about to fall. It rains a lot as Qingming Festival approaches. Judging from the situation, this rain is brewing.

Qiu Huoming quickened his pace.

From a distance, I could see several people standing at the door of Fang Jun's electrical appliance store, moving things. Judging from their clothes, they should be farmers from nearby. There was also a tractor parked on the side of the road.

Qiu Huoming walked in and saw a familiar-looking clerk busy in the store. "Is Brother Jun here?" Qiu Huoming asked.

"Inside the warehouse, go in and find him yourself." The clerk took a look at him and recognized him.

The door of the warehouse was opened a little, and someone was talking inside.

Qiu Huoming reached out and knocked on the door, "Brother Jun, are you there? I'm Huoming."

The door creaked open by Fang Jun, "Brother Huo Ming, come in and sit down."

Qiu Huoming responded and walked in.

Besides Fang Jun, there was also Xiao Qian, the clerk who gave him the tape recorder last time.

"Then you guys chat, I'll go out and help Heizi first." Xiao Qian was very perceptive and immediately found an excuse to go out.

Heizi should be the clerk who is busy outside.

"Sit down." Fang Jun pulled a stool for him.

Qiu Huoming sat down, "The first batch of tapes, a total of 150 boxes, there are 49 boxes left, I will bring them to you together with the tape recorder after school on Tuesday."

The latter batch originally consisted of 50 boxes, and one box was to be left for Gu Xiaoran, as I had promised her.

Qiu Huoming opened the bag, pulled out the cardboard box inside, opened the top lid, took out a tape and handed it to him.

Fang Jun took the tape, turned it over and looked at it for a while, then opened the plastic box and took out everything inside. He unfolded the lyrics paper and looked at it, then checked the song title on the cover, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Not bad, the workmanship looks no worse than that of big companies!" Fang Jun shouted, "Xiao Qian, bring in a single-cassette recorder."

After a while, Xiao Qian came in with a tape recorder. He placed the tape recorder on the table and plugged it in. Fang Jun put the tape in. After listening to two songs, he slapped the table and said, "Okay, I'll take this batch."

"150 boxes, 5 yuan a box, that's... 750 yuan, minus the 480 yuan for the blank tapes, that's 270 yuan."

Fang Jun calculated the accounts, patted Qiu Huoming on the shoulder with a smile, and said, "Brother, you have a good way to make money."

Then he took a key from the back of his belt, bent down, opened the cabinet door under the table, and took out an iron box.

The iron box was opened, and inside was a pile of banknotes. He counted out 27 Great Unity notes, a thick stack, and handed it to Qiu Huoming in his hand, "Count them..."

Qiu Huoming took it with both hands and said, "No need to order, I trust Brother Jun."

"Brother Jun, I suggest that you give one of these illustrated magazines to those who buy more tapes, which can also be considered as a way to stimulate consumption..."

Fang Jun glanced at the picture beside him and said, "Shaolin Temple, I guess it will be taken away soon..."

He casually took out a brown paper bag from the cabinet and handed it to him, "Put the money in it, don't let your wealth show up."

Qiu Huoming quickly packed the banknotes, put the kraft paper filled with money into the cloth bag in his hand, wrapped the cloth bag several times, tucked it under his armpit, and stood up.

"Brother Jun, I'll go back first. I'll come back on Tuesday night."

"Go ahead. I won't see you off."

He watched Qiu Huoming walk away, then put the iron box back to its original place and locked it again.

"Xiao Qian, come in."

Xiao Qian pushed the door open again and walked in.

Fang Jun pointed to several cartons on the table and said, "These tapes are on sale now. They are 6 to 6 yuan a piece. If you buy a lot, I will give you a proper bargain and give you a free illustrated book."

Xiao Qian held the cardboard box, pondered for a while, and asked in confusion: "Brother Jun, why are you so nice to that kid?"

Xiao Qian has been with Jun Ge the longest and is the person who knows him best. In his mind, Jun Ge is a man who can do great things, and Qiu Huoming is just a green boy who is not worthy of his heartfelt love.

"Hey, I knew you wouldn't obey him... Last time in the alley, facing the three of us, he didn't back down and rushed over directly. That's called courage. Then he used provocation to challenge me in a one-on-one fight. That's called wisdom. He created something out of nothing and used chickens and eggs to lay eggs. He was so shameless. That's called making money in a proper way..."

"If he had been a coward at that time, hum... I would have been the one to take over the role of a brother who couldn't protect Hongye."

Xiao Qian clicked his tongue, "This kid is so damn lucky, Jun brother, you deliberately lost to him, you are so magnanimous..."

He went out holding the tape.

Fang Jun was left in the warehouse and hesitated for a moment. After a while, he whispered to himself: "I'm not letting him win. I really can't beat this guy... Damn it!"

Qiu Huoming had no idea that someone in the store was still mumbling about him. He held the cloth bag, his mind soaring. This was the largest sum of money he had ever seen since his rebirth. After deducting the balance to the printing factory, he would still have 70 yuan left, and there was still money to be paid for the 49 tapes...

These are all income!

He walked into the post office in high spirits. There were not many people making phone calls, and there was only one person in front of him.

Unfortunately, there is only one phone for making long-distance calls.

My eldest sister works in the Finance Department of the Jiangkou County Fleet. This information must be registered first. The county is different from the provincial capital. There is only one cubicle for long-distance calls in the county. Qiu Huoming can only have his turn after the eldest brother in front leaves.

Not long after...

"Jiangkou County Fleet...Looking for Qiu Hongling from the Finance Department. Okay, her brother has something to ask her. Okay..."

The staff member called out, "Qiu Huoming, come over and answer the phone."

Qiu Huoming, who was waiting nearby, immediately walked over and took the phone. Qiu Hongling's familiar voice came from the receiver, "Huoming? Is that Huoming?"

"It's me, sister. How are you lately?" As soon as I heard her voice, thousands of words suddenly choked in my throat and I could only squeeze out these words.

"I'm fine. Why did you think of calling me? How is your study? Are your parents in good health?" Qiu Hongling was still a little uncomfortable. This was the first time her brother took the initiative to call her.

"Sister, I just miss you. My parents are in good health. I participated in the Mathematical Olympiad in the provincial capital a few days ago. I may also be on the show, but I don't know when it will be broadcast..."

Qiu Huoming suddenly changed the subject and asked, "Sister, answer honestly, have your brother-in-law's family bullied you?"