Xie Yonghong finally took the money and put it in her pocket. As she felt the money in her pocket, her entire heart was beating very fast, and even her palms were covered in sweat.
Today, Qin Xiangnuan’s pancakes indeed sold faster than before. Aside from her regular customers, she even attracted other people’s customers.
Therefore, giving half of the space to Xie Yonghong was the right choice. It was a process of mutual benefit, not anyone taking advantage of the other.
Today, they had to close the stall earlier than before.
"Mother-in-law, I’ll keep the keys for now. I’ll get a copy made for you when I come back," said Qin Xiangnuan, as she was going to come back in the afternoon and thus did not give the keys to Xie Yonghong.
"Alright," Xie Yonghong touched her pocket; her heart was still racing. Everything had sold out, not a single piece was left.
"Well, mother-in-law, we’re leaving now," Chun Xiangnuan checked the time. Although it wasn’t too late, she still had to tidy up and go to school.
"Look at me, forgetting the important stuff," Xie Yonghong hurriedly packed up the things and helped pull down the shutter door. They each went home. Xie Yonghong did not dare to linger on the road as she walked very fast; she carried money with her, and even though it was all small change, she was somewhat worried.
Qin Xiangnuan didn’t have the same feeling; she was used to it.
She walked home leisurely, thinking about what classes to attend and which books to bring.
After feeding Conghua, she packed her things and locked the door behind her as she left for class.
Xie Yonghong hurriedly rode her bicycle home, slamming the door shut tightly, startling her sister Xie Yonglan and almost waking the baby she was holding. The little one’s mouth puckered, looking like he was about to cry.
"Don’t cry, oh, let mom hold you," Xie Yonghong quickly took the baby and soothed him for a while until he calmed down. She carefully placed the little one in the blanket and gently patted him.
"Sister, I’m going out to wash clothes."
Only then did Xie Yonglan remember there was a pile of unwashed clothes, including the baby’s diapers, which would be unusable if not washed.
"Alright, go ahead," Xie Yonghong whispered, afraid of waking the child who had just fallen asleep.
Only after the child was truly asleep did she dare to take out all the money she had on her. She didn’t dare to count it in the shop, fearing it might cause laughter or attract unwanted attention.
There was a pile of money on the bed, with coins of one and two jiao, as well as five fen, one yuan, five coins, and ten yuan notes.
She had actually sold 27 yuan in one day. The largest amount being the six yuan from Jian Zhijing. Subtracting the cost, she could almost make 20 yuan a day, and about 600 in a month. My goodness, she dared not think about it, she truly dared not.
Her previous salary was no more than 200 yuan, because she was not a public school teacher, Teacher Wang was, so her salary was lower. But now she earned 20 yuan a day and could make 600 in a month. What an incredible concept 600 yuan a month was, she couldn’t even begin to imagine.
If they add Teacher Wang’s salary to that, they would have nearly 900 yuan a month, saving up to 9000 yuan a year. If they were a bit more frugal, they could even save around 7000 yuan by the next year. She pressed the money against her chest, nose tingling as she fought back tears.
When Teacher Wang returned, she told him about it immediately and even he was shocked.
"How can it be so much?"