Jiang Changhai didn’t let her pick up the load. "It’s alright, not tiring. Earning money is worth a bit of hard work. Come on, wife, let’s head home."
Once home, he put everything away, then plonked himself down on the sofa and let out a long sigh of relief.
Su Wanyu said, "I’ll get you some water."
Meanwhile, Jiang Mianmian, who was busy learning in the system, heard her dad’s voice and immediately came out of her room, happily running over. "Dad, you’re back; I missed you."
"My darling daughter, Dad missed you too." Jiang Changhai lifted Jiang Mianmian onto his lap, kissed her on the cheek, and said with a beaming smile.
"Dad, are you tired? Let me massage your shoulders." Jiang Mianmian said, then knelt on the sofa and began kneading Jiang Changhai’s shoulders with her little hands.
"How’s the pressure?"
"Not bad, not bad. My daughter is the best, my little cotton-padded jacket." Jiang Changhai squinted his eyes, a look of content enjoyment on his face.
But he only let Jiang Mianmian massage him for a short while before he cheerfully pulled her down to the sofa. "Alright, my girl, Dad’s not tired anymore. Come, sit, let’s have a chat."
Su Wanyu went to the kitchen, fetched a cup of hot water, handed it to him, and asked with concern, "Brother Hai, are you hungry? Should I make you some food?"
"Wife, no need to busy yourself. Come sit here, let’s chat," Jiang Changhai patted the sofa next to him.
Once Su Wanyu sat down, Jiang Changhai began enthusiastically sharing his experiences in Haicheng this time.
"Wife, daughter, you wouldn’t believe it, but Haicheng has really changed a lot! Last time I went there for supplies, folks were still cautiously trading, but this time, I saw many were openly doing business."
"Really? So Haicheng is completely unsupervised now?" Su Wanyu asked in surprise.
Jiang Changhai nodded, "Yes, a lot of businesses are right out in the open now; no one cares at all. And the whole city is much busier and more bustling than before. There are more shoppers and even more suppliers like me. Seeing more customers, the sellers dropped their prices to attract more people, so I got my supplies much cheaper than before, which means I also got more than before."
As he spoke, Jiang Changhai became emotional, "With so many people buying each day, those peddlers are really making a killing."
He even looked a bit envious.
"They deal in wholesale, relying on volume. One deal makes much more than we could ever earn. But, Brother Hai, based on what you’re saying, does it mean the government isn’t concerned with speculative activities anymore? Can our family stop being so secretive about earning money?" Su Wanyu asked, somewhat excitedly.
"I also think the policies must have changed upstairs, so they won’t catch people doing business anymore. Otherwise, those people in Haicheng wouldn’t dare to defy the laws so blatantly." Jiang Changhai stated confidently.
"That would be great, then I won’t have to worry about you getting into trouble anymore," Su Wanyu said cheerfully.
Jiang Changhai first hummed in agreement, then subconsciously lowered his voice, "Wife, I’ve got an idea. Now that it’s cheaper to get supplies in Haicheng, and since the townspeople really rate Haicheng’s goods, I’ve been thinking about us starting a business. We could buy in bulk from Haicheng and sell the goods ourselves—it’s definitely going to be more profitable than wholesaling them to Old Niu and the others."