Gu Xiaoqing handed the money to Li Xuemei and said, "Mom, keep this money well, but take out the money from the first day as the capital; at least we still need to buy things like ground meat. Why not discuss with Uncle Butcher Feng about our daily needs, since the amount is large, and ask him to deliver it to us at night? This way, you won't have to run around, and it won't attract attention."
Li Xuemei kept the money safe, thought for a moment, and agreed. One or two days were fine, but in the long run, there would be comments.
This was a good idea.
Counting the money, it came to forty-six yuan in two days, with a cost of eighteen yuan, making a pure profit of thirty yuan.
Added to the previous twenty-seven yuan, it made fifty-seven yuan. With the sixty expected back, it would be a total of one hundred and seventeen yuan.
This was the most money they had in hand at one time, the first in so many years.
