novellhall Chapter 50 Who's the Good Samaritan Who Came for a Visit During Mealtime?
Chapter 50 Who's the Good Samaritan Who Came for a Visit During Mealtime?
"Come with me."
Qiao An led Huo Jiyu through Dongjiawan, turning left and right, until they finally arrived at a deserted alley.
"Wait for me here."
After saying that, Qiao An turned out of the alley from the other end and returned a few minutes later pushing a brand new bicycle.
Huo Jiyu examined the bicycle carefully; it was indeed a brand new Flying Pigeon.
If you ride this bike back, everyone in Lianchi Village will probably be drooling with envy.
"Cash on delivery." Joanne held out her hand.
"I know! In broad daylight, would I rob you?" Huo Jiyu said impatiently.
He then took out a small cloth bag from his pocket, and without even counting it, handed it directly to Qiao An.
Qiao An opened it, counted the money, and it was indeed two hundred and thirty, not a penny less.
She handed the bicycle to Huo Jiyu, "and the transaction was settled."
After saying that, she turned to leave.
But then Huo Jiyu stepped in front of her, "Wait!"
"Is there anything else?" Qiao An looked up and saw Huo Jiyu's malicious eyes.
Huo Jiyu pouted, her gaze falling on the cloth bag. "Didn't you just say two hundred? Give me back thirty."
He spoke with such confidence that he wasn't afraid of Joanne refusing him at all.
"You want to eat shit?" Qiao An laughed angrily.
"I'm warning you, I'm talking to you nicely now."
"Give me back my thirty yuan now, and we'll call it even. Otherwise, you're not leaving Dongjiawan today."
Huo Jiyu grinned maliciously; he didn't believe a frail woman would dare to stand up to him.
It's 230 yuan. We'll try to get back as much as we can.
Qiao An was so annoyed by Huo Jiyu's stupidity. Since things had escalated to this point, why not just rob him of the money and ride the bike away? After all, this was the black market, and even if the bike was gone, she couldn't call the police.
After all that fuss, he only wanted thirty yuan back.
I don't know whether to call him a coward or an idiot.
Seeing that Qiao An kept smiling, Huo Jiyu felt very embarrassed.
He strode forward, ready to grab Joanne by the collar.
However, the moment he reached out, Joan suddenly moved, her body nimbly circling around to his side.
The shoulder push and flying shovel were executed in one smooth motion.
Before Huo Jiyu could react, he had already fallen to the ground.
"Kid, you're still too green to mess with me."
Joan clapped her hands and left with a flourish.
In the alley, Huo Jiyu rubbed his buttocks, wincing in pain, and still cursing loudly.
"You wretched woman, you gave birth without an anus! May you get hit by a car and die as soon as you step outside!"
Joan was riding a tricycle, pushing a bicycle with one hand.
When she arrived at the alley next to the police station, Geng Qiusheng had already been waiting there for more than ten minutes.
He spotted the bicycle immediately; its spokes were gleaming, and the treads on the tires were clearly visible.
It is indeed a new car.
Looking further back, there was another large box in the back compartment.
"Director Geng, the bicycle," Qiao An pointed to the back of the bike, "a sewing machine."
"Take a look."
"Hey hey!"
Geng Qiusheng stepped onto the tricycle, opened the cardboard box, and inside was a brand new sewing machine.
Without saying a word, he took out his wallet and started counting the money one bill at a time, finally giving Qiao An two hundred and thirty.
He then stuffed the bicycle ticket and industrial coupons into her hand.
"Qiao An, putting everything else aside, if the machine tool factory ever needs anything in the future, I'll come to you first."
Geng Qiusheng was truly grateful to Qiao An; without him, his son's marriage would likely have gone awry.
"Director Geng, look at what you're saying, I'll come to you first if I have anything good."
After saying that, Qiao An took out three more pairs of leather shoes from the tricycle.
"I don't know what shoe size your son wears, so I'm just guessing based on your feet."
"One pair each of sizes 41, 42, and 43, consider them as a wedding gift for your son."
Geng Qiusheng's eyes lit up when he saw the leather shoes.
"You have this good stuff?"
"To be honest, it's also someone else's source. They have leather shoes and rubber shoes, and even polyester fabric," Qiao An said softly.
Nowadays, a pair of leather shoes costs more than 20 yuan, and those who can afford them are basically senior workers or cadres.
Geng Qiusheng was reluctant to buy them, but he understood that Qiao An giving him leather shoes was more than just a congratulatory gift.
This is to ask him to find sales channels.
"To be honest, quite a few people in the factory do want to buy leather shoes, but the styles in the department stores in your Jinshui Town are too outdated. We don't bother buying them there. And going to the county town is too far."
"These leather shoes are the most fashionable style right now." Geng Qiusheng picked up the shoes and looked at them. The workmanship was excellent, and they were obviously from Jingang.
"How about this, you set a price, and I'll go back and ask around for you."
"You're a regular customer of mine, twenty yuan a pair, how about that?"
"It's really not expensive. I'll let you know when I have the results." Geng Qiusheng had bought leather shoes before; they sold for twenty-four in the county department store.
"How many rubber shoes do you have? The factory does want to order a batch, but it has to be at least 100 pairs."
Qiao An counted carefully and found that there were three boxes each of military rubber shoes and leather shoes in the rat's warehouse.
There are 300 pairs of military rubber boots in total. If the leather shoes come in shoeboxes and are well-packaged, there will be fewer, but still more than 100 pairs.
"I have military rubber boots here, a total of 300 pairs. If you want to buy them, they'll cost 4.5 yuan a pair."
Upon hearing this, Geng Qiusheng thought it was a good idea. Military rubber shoes are of good quality and durable, and they could be given as year-end bonuses to outstanding employees.
"Come to the logistics department of the machine tool factory tomorrow. I'll approve the order; I'll take these 300 pairs of military rubber boots."
"Thank you, Director Geng."
The two exchanged a few more words and then walked out of the alley one after the other.
On her way home, Joan started calculating the money.
After selling the rubber shoes, I had more than three thousand yuan in my hands.
In this day and age, that's a huge sum of money.
If she could sell her leather shoes and fabric, she could become a millionaire!
Thinking of this, Qiao An pedaled the tricycle even faster.
Joan was happy to have made money today.
In the evening, I made pork and cabbage stew with glass noodles for the two kids, and also made some pancakes.
Just as the three of them were about to have dinner in the main room, they suddenly heard a knock on the door.
It's lunchtime, who would be so ignorant as to come at this hour?
Qiao An opened the door, looked down, and saw Huo Jie and Huo Dong.
They were both spoiled from a young age.
Not only is he ignorant and incompetent, but he is also cunning, lazy, and greedy. It can be said that he completely inherited the traits of Wang Shuyun and Huo Jiyu.
Back home, Huo Shoutian and Liu Huying doted on them like the apples of their eyes, always giving them the best food.
Huo Chen and Huo Ning also suffered a lot of bullying from them.
"What are you doing here? What do you want?"
Joan stood at the door without moving.
Huo Jie looked curiously into the yard; he could smell the meat from this far away!
There's also the aroma of wheat from the pancakes.
He swallowed hard and tried to go inside.
"Second Aunt, we've come to visit Huo Chen."
Huo Jie was smart enough to come up with an excuse.
Huo Dong simply dropped the pretense and said, "Second Aunt! What are you eating? It smells delicious!"
"Braised pork and cabbage with glass noodles, and pancakes." Qiao An didn't deliberately hide anything.
Yesterday we had chive and pork dumplings, today we're having pork and cabbage stew with glass noodles!
What kind of life is this Second Aunt's family living?!
The aroma wafted over, and Huo Jie sniffed sharply, blurting out, "Second Aunt, I want some too!"