Chapter 158 A Person of Status

Since the 1990s, people have entered a crazy era of stamp collecting. There was a time when stamps were sold at ridiculous prices.

Later, the enthusiasm faded a little bit, but it would take decades.

No matter whether they are valuable or not, they are all bought.

Song Yu Nuan wrote a letter to Gu Huaian, first thanking Gu Huaian for the information he had investigated for her.

She also said that Xia Sanwa really came, and Xia Bowen probably didn't know about it.

She talked about her great achievements during this period.

For example, she rescued another historical site and made connections to build a school for staff and cadres in Nanshan County.

Then she asked Gu Huaian, if she wanted to use invisible air to build an imaginary house, where should she start?

Please give me some advice!

Then she said, aren't you looking forward to it?

Please continue to look forward to it!

The last signature was quite conventional: Best regards!

Song Yu Nuan felt very satisfied, and she was going to the county to send a letter to Gu Huaian.

It happened that the supply and marketing mobile service station was officially opened.

Of course Song Yunuan had to follow.

She wanted to bring her family out.

This time, Mrs. Song and her two daughters-in-law processed most of the remaining cloth into clothes and trousers.

The scraps of cloth were either made into hair flowers or shoulder bags, and those that were not good enough were left for their own family members.

Before leaving, Mrs. Song looked at Song Yunuan carefully: "Xiao Nuan, you are now a writer and a person of status. In the past, it was like the star of literature descending to earth and taking the imperial examination. If you follow us to sell clothes, will your status be lost and you be laughed at in the future?"

Song Yunuan laughed.

In this era, the status of literati is very high. If you write a poem and publish it, you will be called a talented poet.

It can be said that the 1980s was the era when writers had the highest status.

"It's okay. I just write stories for children. I can't be called a writer."

Mrs. Song insisted: "That won't work either. You are a writer. By the way, when the storybooks you wrote are mailed back, grandma will go to Old Sun's house to read stories to them, okay?"

Song Yu Nuan nodded happily. Mrs. Song might actually be showing off.

In the end, Song Yu Nuan followed him, mainly because she had to mail a letter.

Then she bought all the stamps she could buy, whether they were useful or not.

Today is Thursday. People come and go in the department store. The tunnel was discovered some time ago, but only a few people knew about it.

The crowd was bustling, some in and some out, and then someone saw the plaque of Nanshan Supply and Marketing Mobile Service Station.

The tables and shelves are foldable.

This time, a shoe rack was also built.

On the shoe rack are colorful plastic sandals and rubber shoes, as well as rain boots and raincoats.

In another place, there are small leather shoes for women.

Someone asked if they wanted shoe tickets?

This time, they asked for shoe tickets openly.

Then, the price was a little cheaper.

For those without tickets, the normal price was charged.

Without any surprise, the goods brought today were basically sold out.

During this period, Song Yu Nuan Nuan took her brother for a stroll, and first went to Ji's home.

Yingying was given a pair of breathable leather sandals, which were purchased separately from the shoe factory.

The leather sandals were cream-colored, and they were matched with white socks, a small skirt, and a bow hairpin.

Even standing decades later, they were still the most beautiful children.

Not only Yingying, but also Grandpa Ji bought a pair of leather sandals, which were coffee-colored.

Then Ji Xinyi's were cream-colored.

Uncle Xiao Dizi also had a pair.

Ji Hao had the same shoe size as Song Mingbo.

Old Ji had a gentle look in his eyes and a smile on his lips. Xiao Nuan was a thoughtful child, and she was thoughtful.

The bag Song Yu Nuan carried was filled with gifts for acquaintances.

I still have to go to Sister Zhao's house. When I applied for the certificate last time, Brother Zhao's husband also helped a lot. Before leaving, Ji Xinyi told Song Yu Nuan that the Dragon Boat Festival would be coming soon.

She knew how to make rice dumplings. Others brought rice dumpling leaves and glutinous rice. When the Dragon Boat Festival comes, they will come to get the rice dumplings. She will make more.

This sentence reminded Song Yu Nuan that yes, the Dragon Boat Festival is coming soon.

I looked at the calendar. Today is the 12th. There are still four days before the Dragon Boat Festival.

In Nanshan County in 1980, even during the Dragon Boat Festival, you can't see ready-made gourd colorful ropes and sachets on the street.

It happened that my grandfather had dried mugwort leaves and a lot of satin materials at home, which could also be used to make sachets.

But my grandmother and her friends couldn't make much.

So, after Song Yu Nuan delivered the things to a few people she knew, she went back to the service station of the department store.

After working for a while, she went home.

The main reason was that I didn't bring much today.

But this also sold for more than 800 yuan.

The profit of sandals is not as good as processed clothing and handbags.

But if you really count, the profit is not low.

Song Yu Nuan told his grandfather that Director Niu was promoted and is now the deputy general manager of the guesthouse.

Old Song asked: "Why not directly promote him to a full-time position?"

Song Liang told his father: "In the county, promotions are always made from deputy to full-time."

When they arrived at the brigade headquarters, Song Yu Nuan got off the carriage first and ran to the brigade headquarters.

Chu Zizhou happened to be writing a work summary there.

Song Yu Nuan told Chu Zizhou his idea.

Chu Zizhou looked at Song Yu Nuan hesitantly: "Although I have never made it, during the Dragon Boat Festival, aren't these made by everyone themselves? If we make them well, will anyone buy them?"

“Why not, and what we do must be different from what everyone knows.

The target customer is not everyone.

If we say that there are 100,000 people in Nanshan County, we will make about 2,000. Such a large county can be sold no matter what.

If you really can't sell it, you can provide benefits to various units. "

Chu Zizhou blinked, "Which unit do you know?"

"I can go find Brother Dongzi."

Chu Zizhou curled his lips, which one is better, your Huai'an brother or your Dongzi brother?

Of course, this is just what I think about.

Chu Zizhou asked her again: "How is the school for staff cadres you helped connect?"

"I do not know about this."

"You are quite capable."

This Song Yunuan is really secretive.

Thinking of something, Song Yunuan gave special instructions: "I told Brother Huai'an about this in the letter, so you don't need to call him to tell him."

Then he asked him with squinting eyes: "You didn't tell me, did you?"

Chu Zizhou said: "You think Gu Huaian is just like you walking around all day long, but he is very busy."

In fact, he actually called, planning to tell the duplicitous Gu Huaian about Song Yunuan's recent heroic deeds.

Although every time after talking to Gu Huaian, Gu Huaian would say calmly: I'm very busy. Don't talk to me about things like this again. Song Yunuan and I are not familiar with each other.

I get angry just thinking about it.

He said why he didn't do this before, without interrupting in the middle, and only said this at the end.

But saying nothing won’t do.

It would be best for Song Yunuan to write to him now.

He is so happy!