With this understanding of time, Lin Xiang had a plan in mind.
Only then did she open the money pouch and spill the money onto the bed.
Most of what she collected were dimes, and though it covered the entire bed, it amounted to only a little over thirty yuan.
But fortunately, this thirty-some yuan was all net profit.
Earning over thirty yuan a day meant she could earn over a thousand in a month.
In the late seventies, earning over a thousand yuan a month was outstanding in the entire Mianyang Town.
However, Lin Xiang understood the principle of not flaunting wealth, so even when Mrs. Lin asked, she only mentioned less than ten yuan.
But Mrs. Lin was still very content.
"I'm making two or three yuan a day just by selling iced tea." Aunt Ge whispered, "It's much better than when I was selling pancakes!"
