Sweet Nostalgia of the 80s-Chapter 1320: Flay Your Skin

"Wow! What a great idea." An Ping’s eyes lit up, "This way, whether the vegetables thrive or wilt under the sun and wind, it has nothing to do with us."

An Hao smiled and nodded, "We’ll become middlemen. There are more and more vegetable farmers, but not every one of them can connect with long-term major customers.

Most of them sell vegetables on the streets. Later on, we’ll buy up their produce at a low price, so they won’t have to worry about not finding a market for their veggies.

Then we can sell them to the city’s vegetable vendors at a slightly higher price. This way, they won’t need to run all over the place to stock up on produce. They can even save on transportation costs and reduce some risks."

"Great idea, truly a great idea," An Ping clapped his hands in praise, "But there’s one problem, how many years will it take for us to develop this way slowly?"

"You’re wrong! This time we don’t need to develop slowly. If we’re going to do it, we have to go big! So big that the whole town knows we’re a vegetable wholesaling company, a big market, that’s the only way to attract people to keep coming." An Hao had already figured out what to do step by step.

"I think Good Girl has a very feasible idea," An Shuchao knocked the ash out of his tobacco pipe and raised a very sharp question, "This will certainly require a lot of money, right?"

"That’s natural."

"But where will this money come from, sis?" After going in circles, they were back to the original problem.

"Borrow. Or think of another way," An Hao said.

"Alright. There’s no other choice, then."

"Also, get back to night school! If there’s a problem with the contract again, I’ll skin you alive!" An Hao said fiercely.

"At your command!" An Ping answered earnestly.

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That evening, An Shuchao rolled out noodles and served three heaping bowls on the table.

Now, the problem that lay before the whole family was money.

Just thinking about it robbed them of their appetite.

But An Hao had to eat. She had to nourish herself for three, and if she didn’t eat enough, she wouldn’t be able to hold up. freewēbnoveℓ.com

Regardless of whether the others ate or not, she had to eat.

But the food her father made was so terrible, she managed to stuff down half a bowl before she just couldn’t eat any more.

Her body was getting clunkier by the day, and walking was difficult, let alone cooking.

So she just had to endure it, and thought maybe the next day, she would buy a couple of packets of biscuits from the store to keep at home.

If the food at home was too bad, she could just snack on the biscuits to satisfy her cravings.

By nine in the evening, An Hao felt tired and wanted to rest on the kang.

An Ping quickly boiled a pot of hot water in the kitchen and brought it to An Hao’s room.

After watching her wash her feet, he took the basin outside to dump the water.

As soon as he opened the door, to his surprise, he found Qin Jian had come back, "Brother-in-law, what brings you here?"

"Hmm! I’m off tomorrow, so I hurried over tonight. How’s your sister these past few days? All good?" Leaving his wife at home alone had him worried sick every day.

Worried she wasn’t eating or drinking well, and also worried that the child might be too much strain on her.

"Not too good," An Ping sighed, "These last few days there have been some troubles at home, and my sister has been so worried she can’t eat! She’s lost a lot of weight."

Hearing that An Hao had lost weight tugged at Qin Jian’s heartstrings. He hastened towards the eastern room, taking two steps at a time.

An Hao was pacing back and forth in the room with her arms akimbo.

It was time to sleep, but at that moment, she just couldn’t.

Why?

She was hungry!

The food her father made was simply too awful. She hadn’t eaten much for dinner, and now her stomach was growling fiercely.