Chapter 171: Rumors of that day (1)

The hair salon is about fifty square meters in size. There is a large mirror on the left hand side of the door. It is not as good as a mirror for every seat in the barbershop of later generations.
In front of the mirror on the whole wall, there are three barber chairs that can be adjusted up and down. Under the mirror is a long table on which is placed scissors, combs and other haircut items.
On the opposite side of the entrance, there is a pit head that supports the walls at both ends horizontally, on which are laid quilts that Yang Lichun has turned over from old things, so that guests can rest and wait, and it is also convenient for the family to have a nap when they are free. The place,
The sink and recliner for washing hair are on the right hand side of the door, close to the wall. The whole room can be seen at a glance. After stacking these things, it looks a little cramped, but it is enough for Yang Lichun to work.
On the walls are big posters of stars, brand-new towels and aprons for dyeing hair.
Because in the early years of the hairdressing industry, it was common for the masters to make hair dye and perm potions by themselves. It was only in the mid to late 1990s that it became popular to buy ready-made products on the market, and Yang Lichun entered the hairdressing industry in his early years as an old man who developed his own salon. The wife's group of workers were apprentices, so they gradually mastered such a craft.
This is also the reason why the second uncle Yang Liwan opened a hair salon and stalked Yang Lichun to help in the past. This can indeed leave a lot of money, and the effect is better than those wholesale inferior products on the market. a lot of.
If it is not for the fact that the family conditions are really difficult, and the large sums of money cannot be used to turn around, the conditions for renting a house to be paid for a whole year first, and the purchase of large items including the built-in water heater cannot be met. Yang Lichun may have been able to open a hair salon by himself. , Without the need to help others.
After the firecrackers were set off, Yang Lichun was busy making potions in the shop by himself, while Wei Sheng and Wei Jiefang were responsible for cleaning up.
At this moment, someone opened a gap in the store door, and at the same time poked a head in, "Excuse me, are you recruiting?"
The voice seemed a little shy.
When a family of three looked out at the same time, they saw a woman wearing a dark red down jacket and black bell bottoms, who was about thirty years old and smiled at them frontally.
Wei Sheng opened his mouth and almost blurted out Aunt Ding.
Because the one standing at the door was Ding Huihong, the owner of the hair salon where his mother worked after his father died that year!
However, it is still less than a year before her mother applied for the job at Ding Huihong's house. Why would Ding Huihong apply for her job at this time?
"I looked at the recruitment posted at the door..." She continued to smile shyly, her pretty pale face was indescribably green, and it was obviously far from Ding Huihong, whom Wei Sheng met in the later period.
Wei Sheng's impression of Ding Huihong is a strong woman who pulls children alone. Perhaps because she is a very beautiful widow, she will inevitably be disturbed when running a hair salon, so she has exercised the strength and sophistication of Wei Sheng's later impression.
Of course, her sophistication is still far from those of all kinds of people that Wei Sheng came into contact with in the later period, at most she knows how to compliment the guests and try to avoid right and wrong.
And Ding Huihong's heart is very good.
Wei Sheng didn't know when Ding Huihong's barbershop opened in the last generation. He only knew that it was also near this community, and the business was already booming when his mother went, so he was too busy to post a job posting and then recruited Yang Lichun.
It now appears that when my mother went to work at Ding Huihong's house, her hair salon probably only opened for a long time.
Wei Sheng watched Ding Huihong quietly, until Wei Jiefang stepped forward and opened the glass door to invite her in.
Ding Huihong is very tall, nearly 1.7 meters tall wearing black old-fashioned thick heels, and is approaching Wei Jiefang, who is 1.75 meters tall.
But her figure is very well-proportioned. Although she can't see it in the bulging down jacket at this time, Wei Sheng knows that she has a very good figure under the coat.
As for that face, I have already said that it is a beauty out of a hundred. Although she seems to be only about 30 years old, her actual age is higher. After all, her son is also in the third year of the junior high school this year.
There was indeed a recruitment notice posted at the door, but it was just a small worker with a monthly salary of 350 yuan, because Yang Lichun knew that even if there were only three chairs in the store, it would still be too busy, especially for the next year. Her experience will be very busy.
And if she was the only one, even if she could do hair for several guests at the same time, she would never have the experience to do some miscellaneous things, so she hired a small worker to help the guests wash their hair, curl the bars, wash the towels, etc. The work of lay hands is necessary.
What's more, the cheapest thing this year is manpower. Three to four hundred yuan a month is enough to hire a small worker. It is common for the boss to deduct on this basis if the boss is scornful.
At this time, Ding Huihong stood in front of a family of three, looking a little cramped, and seemed to want to be less nervous, "I can do dyeing and ironing skills. I used to work in a barber shop and I can still cook..."
As soon as she heard that she could dye and perm, Yang Lichun was a little embarrassed, "Sister, you see that my store is not big, and I can be busy with a big job. If you ask me, please also ask a small worker to help. It costs 350 yuan a month."
"It's okay! Sister, if I do my job well, you can watch my rise in the future. The key is that my son will go to junior high school. I will accompany the new one who moved here. I asked a few hair salons and no one is needed. Knowing that it's almost a holiday, I thought about finding a job and doing it first." Her expression was sincere, and what she said was more real.
Yang Lichun and Wei Jiefang glanced at each other, and couldn't help but hesitate. The former thought that this girl was too real, so if she left after ten years of work, she would have to recruit again if she needed someone in the future.
But after all, they came from poor days. Seeing the appearance of a woman, Yang Lichun felt a little softened.
Ding Huihong nodded gratefully, "Then I would like to thank my sister! I will be fine today, or should I start working today?"
Yang Lichun looked around the deserted hair salon without a customer, and finally nodded, "You can just help you clean up."
With Ding Huihong's help, Wei Jiefang left and went to the factory, while Wei Sheng nestled on the kang reading magazines and magazines.
During the period, Wei Sheng listened to her mother chatting with Ding Huihong and knew that she had been living with her son not far from this community after her husband passed away, but there were also a few stops. The son immediately entered the third and second semester of junior high school. In evening classes, it was too troublesome to ride the car back and forth every day, so she simply moved to live near her son's school.
Ding Huihong was actually younger than Yang Lichun, only thirty-four years old this year, but his son was older than Wei Sheng, and he was obviously married early enough.