How I Tamed My Wolfish Husband Back in 80s

Qin Jin returned the camera and happened to run into Gao Dagang; the two exchanged cordial yet polite greetings.

Gao Dagang took the initiative to mention the reduction in purchasing the woven goods, "The varieties of finished products are not as rich as before, and there are many imitations from other supply and marketing cooperatives, so our products aren’t selling well. In at most another six months, the cooperative may no longer want our goods. If you still want to take orders, you’ll need to find something else to replace them." Selling goods is just like that, with the most typical being fabric. Cotton fabric was in high demand two years ago, but by last year, it had shifted to polyester, like Dacron, for instance.

Qin Jin, "No problem, thank you, brother."

Gao Dagang scratched his head, feeling a bit embarrassed, "It’s nothing. Are you getting used to life in Beijing? I heard it’s so cold there it could freeze you to death."

"It definitely could if you’re always outside; it’s minus ten or twenty degrees every day. But indoors with the heating on, it’s like summer."

"Heating? How do you do it?" Gao Dagang was quite curious.

Qin Jin patiently explained it to him.

"And you have to pay a heating fee? How much does it cost? What do you do if you can’t afford it?"

Qin Jin, "It costs a fair bit," thirty yuan a year. "If you can’t afford it, you burn coal on a kang, it’s just as warm." He had always wanted to get a big kang; he could roll around on it with his wife however they liked, the bed was too small for him to perform.

He was certainly going to get a kang, and then, hehe...

"Yikes, you’ve got a nosebleed." Gao Dagang pointed to Qin Jin’s nose.