Reborn as a Tough Army Wife-Chapter 40 Caring Husband

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"Yeah, it's not bad to sell that much in one session, let's head back." The neighbor auntie was also busy packing up her stall and persuaded Fang Pingying and the others.

But Luo Honglan, seeing that there was still quite a bit left, was somewhat reluctant to leave, "Sister-in-law, why don't we wait a bit longer? Selling one more bottle is still one bottle, and it's still early in the day."

Fang Pingying knew that Luo Honglan was reluctant to leave these behind; she had just seen a bottle of jam sold, earning more than two yuan, and to her, selling jam seemed more profitable than selling hawthorn cakes.

But for Fang Pingying, who was experiencing business for the first time, she was satisfied; at the very least, she had earned back her initial investment, and the fact that the hawthorn jam didn't sell was not due to the product being bad, but rather because she lacked experience.

Experience is something that will come with time.

She patted Luo Honglan on the head and said with a smile, "Silly girl, we've been here for half the day already, our hawthorn cakes sold out early, but we only sold one jar of jam, which shows our jam is not easy to sell. Waiting further won't find us buyers."

Luo Honglan nodded, agreeing to pack up, but her eyes kept wandering off to the street, hoping someone would come to buy.

The neighbor lady saw this and said with a laugh to Fang Pingying, "Miss, if you don't say anything, it's hard for me to comment."

"Your jam, you see, I just tried it and it tastes great, sour and sweet, appetizing, but it's a bit pricey. Think about it, you're selling a bottle for three yuan, how many people are willing to spend three yuan on a snack all at once."

She paused, glanced at the spot where a little girl had just passed by and smiled, "Like that little girl just now, her family is probably well-off and doesn't worry about food and clothing. Besides, kids don't understand these things; adults might not be willing to buy it."

"That makes sense. I'll go back and think it over, and come back to sell next time." Fang Pingying felt that the auntie made a good point, humbly accepted the suggestion, and thought about improving for next time.

The aunt smiled and said, "Yes, go back and think about it, see if you can sell it for cheaper. If it's really worthwhile, I might want to buy it. This stuff is good to spread on sweet buns or something; it probably compares to those tastier pastries."

Fang Pingying smiled and agreed, then called Luo Honglan to pack up together.

Since the hawthorn cakes were all sold out, and there was only hawthorn jam left, Fang Pingying's basket was much lighter.

Although it was somewhat disappointing that the hawthorn jam didn't sell, they did make money from the hawthorn cakes, and together with the sold jar of jam, after deducting the cost of the purchased ingredients, they still made several dollars.

Fang Pingying was genuinely happy, after all, they hadn't lost money, and even if the hawthorn jam was left unsold in the end, there was still jam left.

Passing by the vegetable market and seeing people still selling vegetables, Fang Pingying felt good and pulled Luo Honglan to take a look.

Eventually, she bought some tofu, two pounds of dried tofu, and additionally, three pounds of meat.

The meat for the next session wasn't as fresh as it had been in the morning, but it wasn't spoiled; it was still good, and the price had dropped by twenty cents per pound.

By the time the two packed up, it was rather late, and when they got home, it was already past two in the afternoon. The family had already had their lunch and went off to do their own things.

Luo Dashan went to work in the field, Luo Cuilan went to Jianguo's house, Zhou Yunmei had gone visiting, Luo Zhiming and his wife were sleeping in the room, and only Luo Zhiyong was sitting in the courtyard reading a book.

As soon as he heard footsteps outside, Luo Zhiyong quickly looked up and saw that it was really Fang Pingying and Luo Honglan returning. A faint smile appeared on his face, and then he chided Fang Pingying, "Why are you coming back at this hour? Aren't you hungry?"

Speaking, Luo Zhiyong stretched out his hand to take the basket from Fang Pingying.

Fang Pingying smiled as she handed over the basket to him and said, "We have to sell out all the goods, have you ever seen anyone making sales for just half a morning and then coming back? It's not too late now."

"It is late. It's past two o'clock, and the family has already finished eating a while ago." Finished, Luo Zhiyong then hurriedly pointed to the kitchen and said, "Quick, I've saved some food for you, it's in the cabinet, you both hurry and wash your hands to eat."

"Alright, we'll eat first." Fang Pingying responded with a smile and called Luo Honglan to join her for a meal in the kitchen.

Having been tired all morning, and after walking such a long way back, both Fang Pingying and Luo Honglan were really hungry. Usually, they found that food cooked by Luo Cuilan was especially unpalatable, but today it seemed rather tasty.

They each had a big bowl of white rice with just one dish of boiled green beans.

After eating, Fang Pingying told Luo Honglan to go back to her own room to rest, and she also planned to go back to her room to lie down.

In the afternoon, she still needed to figure out how to divide one jar of jam into three, then sell each jar for one or one dollar and twenty cents, making it sound more affordable.

Back in the room, Luo Zhiyong was spreading out the bedding. Seeing Fang Pingying come in, he finished making the bed and waved to her, "You're tired today, come over and rest for a bit."

Fang Pingying tidied up the things on the kang bed, half-leaning on the bedhead, and whispered, "I'm not tired, it's just that the business wasn't as good as I thought it would be."

"What happened? I thought you sold quite a bit of the products you brought along." Luo Zhiyong clearly remembered that the hawthorn cakes had all been sold; in his view, Fang Pingying's first attempt at doing business was pretty good.

Fang Pingying sighed, "Yeah, the hawthorn cake sold out, but the hawthorn jam didn't sell, people thought it was too expensive."

Luo Zhiyong smiled, let Fang Pingying rest her head on his thigh, and persuasively comforted her, "Talk about expensive, it's a big jar after all, pure jam. Those jars that sell for two or three yuan are mostly filled with syrup anyway."

Fang Pingying felt a sweetness in her heart; after all, it was something she made by herself. No matter how poor she thought it was or how expensive, she still hoped to hear some words of praise from others.

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And Luo Zhiyong's words were nothing but consoling in her ears. She smiled contentedly and found a comfortable position to rest on his leg.

But sweetness aside, she still had to explain the actual situation and analyze it.

Fang Pingying thought for a moment, and still said, "But others believe that those canned goods are beneficial to health when eaten, while people think our product is just a snack. If the price is right, families with money might buy it, but if it's too expensive, they would think it's overpriced."

"If these don't sell, just leave them, we'll eat them ourselves. In the future, we should just make hawthorn cakes," Luo Zhiyong said, gently touching Fang Pingying's eyes with sympathy, "Look at you, worrying about the business these past few days, you haven't slept well, your eyes are even a bit swollen."

The man's tender gestures warmed Fang Pingying's heart, and she looked up at him with a smile.

Luo Zhiyong also looked down at her, and the couple stayed silent for a while, neither wanting to break the peaceful moment.

"But I've already made so much this time, I still want to try," Fang Pingying continued after a while, "I'm thinking, instead of using such large jars, if we use smaller ones and split them into three jars, selling them for one yuan each, I'm certain people will buy them."

"That works too, why not go to the town next time and see if there are any similar small jars to buy some," Luo Zhiyong was always supportive of her business ventures.

"The supply and marketing cooperative in town doesn't seem to have them, only the bigger ones, and they are not cheap either. I asked people the last time I went to buy honey," Fang Pingying had specifically checked with Luo Honglan before.

"Then, how about we go to the county to look for them? They should have something," Luo Zhiyong suggested after some thought.

"Go to the county just for a few jars?" The travel expenses for the both of them could buy quite a number of jars already.

Luo Zhiyong pointed to his injured leg, "We can also see a doctor for my leg, it doesn't hurt anymore, and I think I can remove the cast. If I take it off earlier, I can recover sooner, and it's not good to always stay at home."