Chapter 551 - 185: The ’80s Drama Queen Is Forced to Work to Become a Top Student (20)
Chapter 551: Chapter 185: The ’80s Drama Queen Is Forced to Work to Become a Top Student (20)
This young man had even broader connections. Without a peep, he managed to clear out the clothing factory’s entire stock of scrap and flawed fabric. He also bought a considerable amount of other accessories, all of which were inexpensive yet high-quality.
Because there was so much, he specifically had everything hauled to the side rooms of the four-courtyard house for storage. In addition, he bought the clothing factory’s discarded sewing machines at a low price.
Sheng Leyun followed suit, moving her base of operations.
She spent her days endlessly sewing and running her street stall. However, her mind was never idle during this time; she was constantly memorizing and studying.
Seeing how intensely she was grinding, the rest of her little crew quickly put aside their distracting thoughts and focused purely on making money and immersive studying.
The busy days flew by. Even on New Year’s Eve, they worked their stall until four in the afternoon before rushing home to reunite with their families.
Sheng Leyun and Grandma Guo cooked up some lamb-filled dumplings and made six other dishes. After dinner, they listened to a program on the radio, still buried in their sewing.
This was the prime time to make money, and the group wasn’t willing to waste a single second. Even if they were forced to rest, their minds would still be on their work.
From the first day of the Lunar New Year, they worked their stall without a single day of rest all the way to the fifteenth.
When the crew gathered under the lamplight to tally their final earnings, every single face was bursting with happiness. They had made the great leap from double-digit savings to four digits!
In just over twenty days, even after deducting Gong Zicheng’s service fee, Sheng Leyun had netted over 2,900...
Even the old lady, thanks to her colorful and creatively shaped cotton candy, had raked in over two hundred yuan, leaving her so pleased she hummed little tunes every day.
After the money-making frenzy ended, the group threw themselves into a new round of studying.
Sheng Leyun now had nearly six thousand yuan in hand, plus a four-courtyard house.
In this era, that was enough for her to do as she pleased. But Sheng Leyun had researched plenty of ways to make money grow before entering this plane.
Of course, she was well aware of the rapid economic development, the continuous rise of commodity and housing prices, and how people’s wages would only hobble along at a snail’s pace.
She had to get a head start, to win at the starting line. That was the only way to always remain at a height others could only look up to, and to live up to her status as a Transmigrator.
More importantly, in an era where business opportunities were everywhere, she couldn’t waste a single chance. She had to strive to become a rich woman as soon as possible and welcome the leisurely life of the wealthy and beautiful!
Commercial housing had already appeared by now, but welfare housing funded by work units was still the mainstream.
Sheng Leyun didn’t pay too much attention to this, however. After all, she had a very precise method for raking in cash. As long as she had enough capital for the initial phase, she could multiply her net worth more than tenfold when the time was right—just before the housing prices shot up!
So, while the rest of the crew toiled away at their stalls on weekends, foolishly continuing to scrape together money, Sheng Leyun and her grandma unhurriedly hired workers to renovate their small four-courtyard house.
The four-courtyard house wasn’t massive, but compared to a tube building, its existence was practically an extravagance.
It had five well-ordered main rooms, three side rooms on both the east and west wings, and sizable front and back courtyards. The old lady had already cleaned them all up, muttering about where to put the vegetable garden and where to plant some grapes, strawberries, and watermelon for her dear granddaughter.
The row of reverse-facing rooms at the entrance had five units. The row of buildings adjacent to the street, likely once for servants, consisted of three large rooms, which were perfect for opening shops.
Although she was called Grandma Guo, and her hair was streaked with gray and her face etched with the marks of time, she wasn’t actually that old. She wasn’t even fifty yet.
It was just that she had silently swallowed all of life’s hardships and adopted a muddle-through attitude, and over time, all that bitterness had been digested into an aged weariness.
But in the past six months or so, she had adopted Sheng Leyun.
Whatever the little girl ate, she insisted on sharing it with her grandma—and in equal portions, or she wouldn’t touch a single bite herself.
While the old lady felt gratified, she also steeled her resolve. She decided to take better care of herself so she could live a few more years to protect this well-behaved, sensible, and endearing child.
Sheng Leyun’s studies were demanding, and her body was severely depleted. For such a young child, her hair was dull and yellow, and it was even falling out in large clumps.
So, the old lady bought plenty of walnuts, black sesame seeds, and soybeans. She added some coarse grains to adjust the texture, then found someone to grind it all into a powder and roast it. Now, every day, the grandmother and granddaughter would drink a bowl of the multi-grain porridge, sprinkled with brown sugar!
On top of that, the grandmother and granddaughter made sure to each have an egg, a spoonful of meat sauce, a handful of nuts, and a plate of fruit every day. The old lady even grit her teeth and arranged for a daily milk delivery from the local milk station, which the two of them would boil and drink every morning.