Rebirth in 1980: The Farm Wife Makes a Comeback
Chapter 75: Fifty-Fifty Split

Chapter 75: Chapter 75: Fifty-Fifty Split

Only, when these two children start going to school, who will manage the shop? The daily business brings in dozens of yuan; if it’s gone, it really hurts to think about it.

What do you need Aunt Hua for? Aunt Hua clutched her clothes nervously. The child took her to the shop today, and now discussing this with them, it can’t be meaningless.

"We want Aunt Hua to help look after the shop," Qin Xiangnuan said earnestly, lifting her little face.

"It’s a pity if the shop closes. But my brother and I still need to earn money. Wendi’s sister has to earn to support herself. If the shop closes, she’d be out of a job too. She makes fifty yuan a month."

"Fifty yuan?" Aunt Hua was tempted, "Fifty yuan, Aunt will go." That fifty yuan could cover several months’ expenses at home. If there’s fifty yuan to be made, it would be foolish not to take it.

"No, no," Qin Xiangyang quickly raised both hands, shaking them, "We don’t mean Aunt Hua should do the same as Wendi’s sister. We want Aunt Hua to manage the shop. We only need forty percent of the earnings," he held up four fingers. Well, just forty percent; actually, it feels a bit awkward since they aren’t doing anything and just taking money. If his sister hadn’t insisted he say this, he couldn’t have brought himself to even ask.

Qin Xiangnuan well knew her brother’s timid nature.

If this were modern times, Aunt Hua would at most get twenty percent; the shop is theirs, the recipes are theirs, even the contacts are theirs. It’s a business a fool wouldn’t refuse.

That won’t do, Aunt Hua disagreed in her heart.

How could Aunt take so much from you? Just give fifty yuan.

Although fifty yuan and making thirty to fifty yuan a day were different, she could not take advantage of these two children.

"Let’s do it this way," Uncle Hua took a few puffs of his dry tobacco pipe which he knocked against the table a few times, "Let’s not mince words. Yangyang, Nuannuan, your aunt will take over. She’ll work a bit harder, have longer hours. With the vegetables and noodles from our family, the recipes count as yours. We might as well be partners in this shop. Don’t worry, your uncle prides himself on his honesty. Our families will split things fifty-fifty. You two just focus on your studies, and meals can also be had at Uncle’s."

Qin Xiangyang looked at Qin Xiangnuan.

Is this okay?

Qin Xiangnuan naturally agreed. Actually, she initially wanted a sixty-forty split favoring Aunt Hua, but ending with fifty-fifty was fine too. She wouldn’t let Aunt Hua incur losses, and she believed Uncle Hua’s family wouldn’t let them suffer either.

Even if there were losses, it would not matter.

In her previous life, the care they received, and in this life, thanks to them, her eldest brother’s life had been saved, and their initial business had succeeded. Even if they gave the entire shop to Aunt Hua, Qin Xiangnuan would not feel it was a loss.

Aunt Hua, take this. Qin Xiangyang took out a piece of paper, seemingly written long ago, with many creases.

It had writing and fingerprints. Aunt Hua and Uncle Hua were illiterate, but Uncle Hua’s two boys had been to elementary school.

Eldest Brother said, "Mom, this is a contract,"

Second Brother nodded, "Yes, it’s a contract."

"What’s this for?" Aunt Hua was completely confused.

Qin Xiangyang waved the contract in his hand, "Aunt, this is a fake, to ward off certain people."

"Ah, you kids think ahead," Uncle Hua knocked his pipe again. He knew this contract wasn’t to protect against his family. Otherwise, Qin Xiangyang and his sister wouldn’t have approached them and agreed to share profits. Just giving money would have been easier. This was to protect against the Qin Family, particularly that one from Qin Guohua’s house, who is never at peace. Even if it’s just business earning a couple of yuan a month, letting her know would unleash trouble.