Chapter 17 Open a supermarket 1

It snowed heavily for two days, and a thick layer of snow was piled up in the small yard of Qi Bosong's house. The big black dog couldn't stand the cold and got into the kitchen. Seeing that it was too pitiful, Qi Bosong simply let him into the house.

The big black dog was happy. When it was convenient, he went to the backyard and shouted to the horse. The horse blinked his eyes and squatted down to eat the grass prepared by Qi Bosong in autumn. The big black dog barked at the horse a few times. Seeing that the horse had no reaction, it left the backyard and returned to the house.

In the kitchen, Qi Bosong filled a few more firewood in the stove and closed the small door of the stove. Let it burn slowly. Part of the water in the pot was put out and put in an old iron pot. Qi Bosong added some water to the pot and got into the living room with an iron pot. The big black dog wagged his tail and looked at Qi Boxong. Qi Boxong hurriedly closed the door, and the door panel was blocked by three brazieres in the room.

Zhen Xing was wrapped in the quilt, and a book spread out on her knees. Qi Bosong sat on the sofa in the living room and put his hands on the brazier for roasting. The big black dog hid near the brazier and stretched out a claw. The brazier was warm, and the roasting made him very comfortable. After a while, the big black dog put down his paw and raised another paw to approach the brazier.

Seeing that Zhen Xing was idle and bored, Qi Boxong walked in. Zhen Xing just put away the book and said to Qi Boxong, "Should we do something?"

Qibosong thought for a moment and sat down in a chair. Behind the chair is a fire wall, which is warm and comfortable.

"What do you want to do? It's this season. Farming is not enough, wine is not enough, and even small business is flinching. Aunt Zhang's pickles stalls are closed, and they won't open until next spring! I said I would go to the school to teach, but you said it was not practical. I've been thinking about it for the past two days. It's not a way to stay at home. Qi Bosong said.

Zhen Xing couldn't help laughing. She pointed to Qi Boxong with a smile and said, "I just said that you have ten sentences waiting there!" Bad thing."

Qi Bosong also laughed and said, "That's right. Besides, I'm the first-class bravery for you to let me go to the battlefield with a knife. I don't have any plan to live. You can't keep up with your pace even if you run.

Zhen Xing leans sideways, and the down quilt is still warm. However, she has always had this problem. In winter, her hands and feet are cold.

"Don't be modest. Can I live such a small life without you? I feel very comfortable on such days. Zhen Xing said.

"I heard from Aunt Zhang that when it comes to farming leisure, the women here usually make some shoes, socks and sell them to Yili to subsidize the family. I'm not good at those, and I can't make a living from it. Zhen Xing said quietly.

Qi Bosong shook his head and said, "Master, we are not short of money now. Why do you have to wrong yourself so much? If we want to do something, we can do some small business. It's just to make you happy."

"I'm bored!" Zhen Xing defended it.

Saying that he was bored, Zhen Xing suddenly asked, "Yes, is it cold for you to sleep at night? It will feel a little cold, right? Qi Bosong looked at Zhen Xing for a moment and nodded.

Zhen Xing stood up excitedly and finally let her find something to do. When making quilts in summer, there was a lot of cotton left. Zhenxing turned it out of the wardrobe, took out a few pieces of earthen cloth, and said it was dry.

Zhen Xing first found Qi Boxong's socks and drew them on the paper. Qi Bosong was very surprised and looked at Zhen Xing's busy work.

After the appearance was drawn, Zhen Xing carefully cut out the appearance, pasted it on the earth cloth, and cut out four pieces of cloth according to the appearance. Bring cotton again and add a thin layer. A piece of cloth was pasted up, and Zhen Xing sewed the two pieces of cloth together. Although the craftsmanship is average, when the two sides are sewn together, Qi Bosong can't help but praise Zhen Xing's cleverness.

Zhen Xing found Qi Boxong's insole again. According to the way just now, she first drew the shape and then cut the cloth. Finally, the three parts are sewn together, and a cotton sock is done.

Qi Bosong put cotton socks on his feet. Although he looked a little fat and his stitches were a little uneven, his heart was warm. Zhenxing sewed a pair for each of them, that is, to put them on when they go to bed at night, which is called sleeping socks.

The two of them are idle at home every day, and Zhen Xing is bored to death. The sun rose, the snow gradually melted, and Zhen Xing took Qi Boxong out for a walk. It's still very cold, and the exhaled carbon dioxide turned into a snow-white breath.

There is a cotton scarf around Zhenxing's neck. He is wearing a white leather shoulder. The cotton-padded trousers and cotton-padded jacket look as clumsy as a bear, and the lambskin boots on the feet are very warm.

Qi Bosong wears a leather hat and is also covered in sheepskin clothes. The white flowers look very warm. The two walked slowly on the snow, with a "squeaking" sound under their feet.

When it's cold, the town is quieter. The only pub is running to death. The owner of the pub kicks his hand in the sleeve and lazily enjoys the warmth of the November sun.

Carpenter Li's grocery store is also half-dead. He comes to his place for shopping every day, but he buys some trivial daily necessities. Sugar and salt are the most shipped, but most of them are recorded. The money will not be recovered until the end of the month.

The air after the snow in the countryside is very fresh, and occasionally the wind blows. Snow pearls on countless floors and eaves blew down with the wind. It's cold on a person's face.

The couple walked to the end of the town. In the past, it was the place where Aunt Zhang set up a stall. Now, it is also submerged in a snow-white snow.

Looking at the wheat field, the snow covers the earth like a quilt. Occasionally, corn stalks are exposed to the ground, and occasionally, mice pass through. The winter in the countryside is cold, but there is a different kind of warmth.

That's down-to-earth close to the earth.

Zhenxing looked at the scene in front of her and felt very happy. In the Forbidden City, but those are the places. How can there be such a free and easy? After all, only the heroic scenery of this era is mixed with a kind of countless tragedy.

"Let's open a supermarket." Zhen Xing said to Qi Boxong.

Qi Bosong was looking at the wheat field in the distance and said to himself, if he didn't go back to the capital, wouldn't it be good to live a down-to-earth life? Sowing seeds in spring and harvesting in autumn. Although the money you earn is hard, you will not be worried about living. Don't pay attention to those hooks and fights, for fear that if you stand in the wrong team, you will offend people.

"Supermarket?" Qi Bosong couldn't help asking after being disturbed by Zhen Xing's words.

"Um, it's like Carpenter Li's grocery store. However, it is self-selected. Let's go home. I'll draw a picture for you. Zhen Xing said excitedly.

She praised herself secretly in her heart. How could she be so smart? You can come up with the idea of opening a supermarket. What a genius. It's a waste to do business by yourself.

She hates that if she had crossed into an ordinary farm girl, she would have been a rich woman at this age. In the past few years in the palace, it is a waste of my youth.

One morning, Zhen Xing was explaining to Qi Bosong how to operate, manage and make a profit of a supermarket. Qi Boxong was stunned. At noon, Qi Boxong only asked, "What do we sell?"

This is a simple sentence that makes Zhen Xing can't eat lunch.

Qi Bosong is right. What does their supermarket sell? Where can there be so many things to sell in this era? Even daily necessities are not much.

In Carpenter Li's grocery store, there are just tea, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea, and a few thick bowls and a few pairs of chopsticks. It's hard to think of this.

It's just a small supermarket, and it's about 40-50 square meters. However, where can she find so many sources of goods? This is really a difficult problem.

In addition, where to open is another problem. In this small town, Carpenter Li's grocery store is already half dead. People's purchasing power is limited, so this is not the best choice.

It takes about half an hour to make a carriage from her house to the central area of Ili City. Therefore, Yili is the top choice. Half an hour's journey is about an hour. It takes 40 or 50 minutes to change the subway and bus in Beijing. So, it's a good deal.

After thinking about the address, the remaining question is the most important thing, what to sell.

Qi Bosong saw that Zhen Xing had been thinking about it all day, and he didn't think about it, as if he had encountered some difficult problem. Although I asked several times, I didn't get an accurate answer from Zhenxing.

It's all right, and the big black dog is going out for a walk again. It walked on the unmelted snow and pressed out countless footprints. After walking for a while, he returned to the front of the house and hit the door with his nose. Qi Bosong opened the door for it. The big black dog walked in.

Zhen Xing looked straight at the big black dog, and the little abacus in her heart crackled.

She thought about the business models of Wal-Mart, Carrefour and RT-Mart in her head over and over again. Qi Bosong knew that she was possessed by something and didn't dare to say anything. She could only let her think nonsense.

The big yellow dog lay on the ground, and Qi Bosong blocked the door panel again. The air outside is really fresh, with a cool smell after the snow.

In the town, light gray cooking smoke comes out of the chimneys of every household. Looking at it from afar, it makes people feel warm after another. Qi Bosong opened a book, "Sun Tzu's Art of War" is a book he can't get tired of reading.

The big black dog moved forward a few steps, twisted his body and escaped from Zhen Xing's sight. Zhen Xing still looked straight at the place where the big black dog had just stayed.

Suddenly, she shouted, "I know."

Qi Bosong was shocked, and the big black dog stood up.