Chapter 51 Bai Zhixi’s Transformation
Wan Chuchu, as always, studied hard and then spent the weekends learning two hours of self-defense with An Lian. Whenever she had time, she would help Bai Zhixi deliver pickles.
Nowadays, because their home was close to the market, those restaurants visiting the market for supplies often made a detour to their home, buying the pickles they needed as well.
In addition to these restaurants, gradually, some people came to know about the delicious Bai’s Pickles, and some individuals would drop by to buy a jin or two.
As a result, their pickle business started to do even better than before.
Every night when Bai Zhixi tallied up accounts, she would beam with a smile at Wan Chuchu and say, "It’s a good thing you found this bungalow; the location is convenient for customers to come buy pickles. If we were still at the glass factory compound, I can’t imagine customers coming to our house to buy pickles."
They also rented out their house at the Glass Factory Family Quarters for one thousand yuan a year, which exactly offset the rent here.
Inside the glass factory compound, with a bunch of laid-off workers around, who could predict what envious words they could say or what actions they might take, potentially causing a raft of trivial problems.
As the ancient saying goes, it’s not the lack of wealth that’s the problem, it’s the uneven distribution of it.
Watching Bai Zhixi handle fifty or sixty dollars in her hands, Wan Chuchu felt it was somewhat amusing and said, "People who don’t know better would think you’ve made tens of thousands, or even millions, listening to you. Just a few tens of dollars, and you’re this satisfied?"
"Isn’t that a lot?" Bai Zhixi rolled her eyes at her daughter, "This is much better than when I was fixing shoes for people. It’s even more than what I earned before I was laid off from the glass factory, and this is money earned just sitting at home."