Chapter 18 Leading the Fashion Trend
"Mom, do you want us to rely on you for support?" Xu Muchuan said half-jokingly.

Zhao Lanxia was stunned. If her son and daughter-in-law can "live off their parents", then who will her grandson live off in the future?

Understand that young people have their own ideas, and do what they want to do! She can't help, but she can't be a stumbling block for them.

Zhao Lanxia smiled and said, "Okay, Qingli, just pretend I didn't say anything. Remember to ask me for money if you need it!"

"Thank you, Mom." Shen Qingli instantly became full of energy with the support of her family!

After breakfast, Shen Qingli took Xu Muchuan's bicycle to the county. This time she didn't go to the factory. She reminded Xu Muchuan to just drop her off at the intersection and she would go around on her own.

"Come find me at the factory after you're done." This place was not far from the wool spinning factory. Xu Muchuan looked at her worriedly, "Be careful."

"Yeah." Shen Qingli nodded and stood there watching the man disappear on his bike. Then she turned and headed towards the busy streets of the county.

Last time I bought clothes nearby. There are clothing stores, breakfast shops, and small restaurants. Shen Qingli also found out that all the shop owners here rent houses. The annual rent is about 50 yuan, which averages out to about 4 yuan per month. The rent is not low.

Still having no idea about opening a store, Shen Qingli found a small restaurant and ordered a bowl of egg soup to rest her feet.

The small restaurant is not big, with a few tables inside. Shen Qingli sits in an inconspicuous corner, where it is quiet.

"Your egg soup is ready~" The proprietress quickly prepared the egg soup and brought it to the table. There were yellow egg flowers floating in the bowl in front of her, sprinkled with chopped green onions and coriander. It tasted delicious without any extra seasoning.

The drinks that Shen Qingli thought of were milk tea, fruit tea, and coffee, which were the most popular among young people...

Soon Shen Qingli rejected this idea herself. Beverages are considered "luxury goods", especially in the 1980s when economic development was still in a sustained upward stage and people were reluctant to buy even sugar water. Who would spend several times the price of water to buy beverages?

Shen Qingli took a spoon and drank a sip of egg soup. You can't be in a hurry to open a store, you have to take it slow.

Thinking about what kind of business to start is the first step, and now she is stuck at the first step.

"I'm so tired! The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and delivering meat is a tough job!"

"No job is easy. My cousin works at a flour mill carrying flour. He works so hard all day and doesn't make a dime!"

"Hey Housheng, we all have parents and children to support, so you shouldn't be short of money, right?"

"..."

Hearing this, Shen Qingli looked over when she heard the familiar name.

Shen Qingli knew the three people who had just come in to eat.

The pig farm delivers meat to the county supply and marketing cooperative.

The only surprise was that Song Housheng was also there.

He is responsible for feeding the pigs at the pig farm, so why is he here delivering meat?
Shen Qingli had her back to Song Housheng, and the man hadn't noticed her yet.

Song Housheng's silly voice sounded, "Who said I don't lack money?"

"Didn't your father-in-law give his daughter a small gift of two hundred yuan?"

"The money is kept by my mother." Song Housheng was not willing to mention the Shen family, especially Shen Weiwei.

"No matter how much you save, it's still your family's money! You have less financial pressure than the two of us!"

Song Housheng said "hmm" in a neutral voice and said nothing. Look! Song Housheng himself is such an honest, dull and incompetent person.

If she had not supported Song Housheng wholeheartedly in his previous life and provided him with advice on the development of his pig farm, would Song Housheng have gradually become a major pig farmer in the county?

It's ridiculous to think that Shen Weiwei treats him like a treasure now. Her good sister is still dreaming~
"Hey? Housheng, your family's money is all in your mother's hands. Is your wife happy about that?"

The man who was gossiping was called Jinsheng, and he had many evil intentions!

Song Housheng snorted, "She has no right to say she doesn't want to!"

Jin Sheng laughed, "My wife is a tigress. Housheng, we really admire you for being able to control your wife so well!"

"That's right, Housheng really brings honor to us men!" another man echoed.

Song Housheng's vanity was greatly satisfied, and he straightened his back unconsciously, "Women must be managed well, and they will not be beaten up one day! How can a woman ride on a man's head? We can't break the rules!"

Jin Sheng curled his lips at the man at an angle where Song Housheng couldn't see, showing disgust.

Then he looked at Song Housheng with a kind expression again, "There is one more thing. As a buddy, I have to remind you!"

"What's the matter?" Song Housheng already regarded them as good people and asked seriously.

"It's a bit embarrassing for your mother to manage this money..." Jin Sheng said with a "tsk", a little embarrassed, "I don't mean anything else. You see, we are both the only children in the family. Our parents' money is our money! You still have a brother! Don't forget that your brother is not married yet. He will have to get married soon. How many rooms in your house can he get married with?"

Song Housheng frowned, "My mother means that when we have more money in the next few years, we will build two houses for my brother to marry him, right next to my house!"

He thought there was nothing wrong with it.

"Look, I'm right!" Jin Sheng lowered his voice, "Although you two are brothers, you should live your own lives behind closed doors. Whoever's money belongs to whomever it belongs to. Your mother obviously wants to use your family's money to build a house for your brother and marry him off. You still have a son! What will happen to your son in the future?
With your current salary, when can you build a house for your son and get him a wife? Your brother is your parents’ responsibility, but your son is your responsibility!"

Jin Sheng was right, but Shen Qingli felt that he was not so kind as to give her a "reminder".

In his previous life, Song Lao Er was a typical "vampire". Knowing that the couple were rich, he kept trying to find ways to spend money. It would have been fine if he just lived an honest life, but he always had to think of those crooked ways to waste all the money!
Song Housheng didn't say anything. He seemed to be thinking about what Jin Sheng said. The wrinkles between his eyebrows deepened a little. "..."

"Housheng, there is nothing more reassuring than keeping your money in your own hands!"

Jin Sheng patted his shoulder earnestly.

"Let's not talk about that. Let's talk about something happy," another man said, changing the subject. "Have you ever been to a dance hall?"

"What is a dance hall?" Song Housheng looked confused.

"It's a place for singing and dancing." Jin Sheng said happily, "Last time we went to a dance hall in the city. It was really nice inside, but the beer was too expensive! One visit cost me a month's salary!"

The two were talking animatedly, and Shen Qingli extracted the "key" information.

Dance halls! The bars that have been developed from the 21s to the st century are very popular among young people.

The main source of profit is from alcoholic beverages.

Although the county is not as densely populated as the city, the surrounding counties are not far away, so passenger flow is not a problem.

Shen Qingli couldn't contain her excitement.

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