Zhang Yanping's bean work was oh so heartbreakingly and hand-achingly hard. Meanwhile, up in the mountains, Sun Ziqiang had once again returned to the pioneering work, not forgetting to send Tian Tian a message during his water break—
[It's so hot today, did you wear the hat I bought for you last time?]
Tsk tsk tsk, the sour stench of love was unmistakable.
Luckily, both of them were workaholics, Sun Ziqiang worked single-mindedly to earn money, hoping to relieve some of Tian Tian's psychological pressure. Tian Tian herself was also single-mindedly focused on earning money, now she had a permanent stall at the Cultural Center, wishing she could sell three to four hundred eggs a day. After accounting for costs, she could net 500 yuan a day—
That's 15,000 for the month!
My goodness, when she used to do sales, even at her best she never made this much money, not to mention having to endure tiring promotion events!