Chapter 43: 400 yuan for a bath?Ouch, why don’t you go and grab it!
Zhang Jiefang's "return" allowed Jiang He to completely escape the tragic fate of eating leftovers. However, just a few days after the lull, the waves started again. Zhang Jiefang's enthusiasm for bathing aids for the elderly suddenly increased, and she even vowed to attract venture capital and go public. Jiang Xiaoping was at a disadvantage.
She spent several days writing a few slogans and wanted to publish a leaflet, but something seemed wrong, so she ran to ask Jiang Xiaoping for advice.
"To be honest, I think it's pretty good, really! If you don't believe it, don't we have ready-made 'experts' in our family? He'er, please take a look at it and see what your Aunt Jie Fang has written. Modify it?”
Jiang Xiaoping didn't wait for Jiang He's reaction, then directly pointed the book in front of her, "I know you won't interfere with our affairs. Can you help me read the copy of the flyer? It won't affect your principles, right?"
"I didn't say I wouldn't read it." Jiang He rolled his eyes at her mother depressedly. Upon hearing this, Zhang Jiefang quickly handed the pen to Jiang He.
"I...I just wrote it after thinking about it. Jiang He, don't mind that mess."
Zhang Jiefang licked her lips nervously. She felt inexplicably like being corrected by a teacher in front of her when she was a child, and her hands subconsciously tightened the seam of her pants.
"Actually, there is nothing that needs to be revised. Aunt Jiefang, your writing is really good."
Jiang He told the truth. Zhang Jiefang didn't use any fancy words. Although the text was simple, there was no shortage of information that should appear. Jiang He finally just slightly adjusted the word order before and after and a few typos. She thought about it and added There are some layout suggestions marked next to it.
"We just have to give it a name. It can't just be called 'Bath Assistance for the Elderly'."
"I'm sure I should choose a name." Jiang Xiaoping agreed with this, "Then let's call it... Pingjie? Pingfang... It sounds a bit strange, Jieping? Hey, Jieping is good, Jieping helps with bathing, listen Just go ahead!"
"Jie Ping helps with bathing? It's a good name!" Liang Xiujing also thought it was good.
The next day, Zhang Jiefang spent her own money to make 10000 flyers, gave 2000 to Jiang Xiaoping, and placed them at the front desk of Pingshui Tangquan. The rest were going to the vegetable market next to the community while she was shopping for food every day. Send one at the door of a nearby supermarket.
"Don't worry, grandma, I will definitely not delay my work."
"Then I'm sure I can rest assured. You're not a sneaky person." Liang Xiujing took a flyer, put on her spectacles and started to read it carefully, "Jie Fang, don't tell me, you are quite business-minded!"
"No, I remember that when Sister Xiaoping's Huaihai Road store opened, we distributed flyers, and the effect was pretty good, so I thought I'd give it a try... I'll know if it works or not."
The conversation between the two passed through the bathroom door and the hot water, and reached Jiang He's ears, who was taking a bath, vaguely and vaguely.
"It's in vain to try."
She thought this in her heart, opened her mouth subconsciously, and spit out a string of fine bubbles. However, Jiang He did not intend to tell Zhang Jiefang her judgment. She thought this was just right. The sooner Zhang Jiefang found out that this road was not going to work, the better it would be for her. It's a good thing.
"Sister Jiefang, why is it so early today? Let's see what we have here? How about the yellow flowers? They were just brought here in the early hours of this morning. Look at the bulging eyes, they are fresh!"
In order to distribute flyers, Zhang Jiefang went to the vegetable market an hour earlier than usual. The fish stall owner Beier, whom she knew well, greeted her warmly from a distance.
"It's not bad. Then let me... take this bigger one. Oh, yes, just this one... don't rush to deal with that."
After Zhang Jiefang scanned the code and took the order, she handed all the vegetables she had just bought to the fish stall owner across the stall, "I'll leave the vegetables here for you first and pick them up later. Then you can handle the fish for me..." ...Don’t sell it, I gave you all the money!”
"Sister Jiefang, don't worry, I'll put it in a separate place for you, okay?" the fish stall owner said good-naturedly. "Okay, I'm leaving first."
Zhang Jiefang carried a red non-woven bag filled with flyers to the main entrance of the market. She had just taken out a bunch of flyers, but before she started distributing them, the short, fat man selling braised vegetables at the door started yelling at her.
"Hey, what are you doing? You are not allowed to hand out leaflets here!"
Zhang Jiefang didn't bother to pay attention to the braised vegetable seller. She had a "feud" with this person.
Years ago, Zhang Jiefang happened to bump into this "gas tank" selling long-haired braised beef to an old man with bad eyesight, and she started arguing with him, "You don't have a mother in your family? Are you lying to this old man? Bah." , such a heartless thing, no wonder it’s not as tall as a trash can!”
From then on, whenever Zhang Jiefang passed by his stall, the "gas tank" would look at her sideways. This old man had no conscience, his head was limited, and his mind was as small as a needle nose. It's as if I'm afraid that even if I take a bite of cherry meat, my throat will be choked! "'No flyers allowed'? Where does it say 'No flyers allowed'? Why didn't I see it?"
Zhang Jiefang clapped the flyer in her hand vigorously, as if to demonstrate, "It's true that you just eat carrots and don't worry about it. No wonder you are not as old as you are. You have that spare time, why not shout more and sell two more plates of stewed vegetables, so as to save time and money?" You tell lies with your eyes open and deceive old men and women. Be careful when you give birth to a son without a butthole!"
"Hey, why are you scolding people?" "Gas Tank" blushed with anger. Zhang Jiefang thought that with a little spark, he would blow himself up.
"Stop blackmailing people. Who scolded you? Everyone is listening. Did I greet your mother or your father? Neither one, right?"
Zhang Jiefang innocently spread her hands, causing a little girl selling steamed buns next to her to burst into laughter, "I don't even use any curse words. I, Zhang Jiefang, am civilized and polite, and I don't dress like a human or a dog like some people." That’s it, you don’t do anything about people!”
"...Okay, I can't help you, you...if you have the ability, don't leave. I can't control you, but someone can!"
"Gas Tank" angrily threw his gloves on the stall, stepped on his pointed short boots that added up to 10 centimeters in height to his height, and walked out of the market.
When he passed by Zhang Jiefang, he didn't forget to give her a look. Instead, Zhang Jiefang stuffed a leaflet into his hand with a smile, "Jieping helps with bathing, do you want to know more?"
Zhang Jiefang won the "mouth lawsuit" and was in a good mood. However, not long after the flyers were distributed, things changed.
Not many people picked up the flyer at all. Even if they did, they didn't read it. They either held it in their hands or rubbed it twice before throwing it on the ground. Zhang Jiefang didn't expect this. She didn't know what to do for a moment. He stared blankly at the people coming and going around him, all of them walking in a hurry and with their heads hanging down, wanting to put their heads into the mobile phones in front of them.
"Hey, what are you sending?" A gray-haired old man came up to Zhang Jiefang, dragging a half-full grocery cart. "Are you sending eggs somewhere again? How far away are they from here?"
"Giving chickens...oh, not eggs, you are mistaken, we are not a pharmacy, we are 'Jieping Bath Aid', look at it!" Zhang Jiefang quickly took a leaflet and handed it to the old man.
"Jie Ping assists in bathing? What is this for?" The old man held the pink flyer, stretched his arms straight, and leaned back, so he could barely read the words on it, but it was useless to read it clearly. , she obviously didn't understand how to "help" this bath.
"If you have an elderly person with limited mobility at home, we can come to your home and help with bathing."
"It costs 400 yuan to help you take a bath? Ouch, why don't you go and grab it!"
The old man hurriedly returned the flyer to Zhang Jiefang, as if he was afraid for a second that she would get it wrong. He dragged the grocery cart far away and kept muttering, "Everything costs money these days." Money, my little pension, I’m afraid I’ll be paralyzed in the future and I won’t even be able to take a shower!”
(End of this chapter)