The new prescription was cheaper, and after paying for the medicine, Liu Qiaoer took out all the money she had.
"Now we only have 2 taels, 436 coins left. We need firewood, food, drink, and toilet. We can't just take in and spend out. I plan to sell steamed buns and vegetarian noodles starting tomorrow."
The young master was very supportive and clapped his hands, saying, "Okay, Sister Qiao'er's buns are delicious, and the plain noodles are also delicious. You will definitely make a lot of money."
Liu Qiaoer smiled gently, but thought in her heart that she would lose her appetite after a while.
Lu Yunxi asked very obediently: "Then what do I need to do?"
Liu Qiaoer plans to open a steamed bun shop and has already made an agreement with Liu Erniu that she will come to help and Liu Qiaoer will give her two hundred coins every month.
As for Lu Yunxi, she was only seven years old, and Liu Qiaoer didn't want her to be too tired.
"Can you just help with the accounting?"
In ancient times, young ladies from wealthy families were all literate. They started learning to read at the age of three and learned housekeeping from their mothers from a young age. They had no problem with arithmetic.
"Our buns are one cent each, and plain noodles are five cents each. You just keep track of the accounts and see how much money we can make in a day."
Seeing that they were all busy, Xiao Yunyang jumped up anxiously: "Sister Qiaoer, I'm grown up now, I can help too."
Liu Qiaoer smiled and said, "Of course, you have grown up and become a man. Of course you have to help the family."
"In the future, while we are busy at the front, you can help take care of your elder brother, talk to him, and have a chat. Then let your elder brother teach you how to read. When you know more words, I will let you be the shopkeeper, okay?"
The afternoon sun shone in through the window lattice, onto the large white paper-pasted window, onto the round table where three people were sitting, and onto Liu Qiaoer's pretty face.
Soft smiles and warm eyes make their lives full of hope.
Lu Yunzheng lay on the bed, looking at the scene in front of him, his heart felt warm. After looking at it for a long time, he felt that time was peaceful and he wanted to keep this moment.
But his heart was cold, and this gentleness could not melt the chill.
He turned his face away silently, facing the dark and cold wall. In his world, there was only darkness and revenge.
As soon as I said I was busy, I started to get busy.
Because she didn't know how many buns she could sell every day, Liu Qiaoer asked Lu Yunxi to help her remember how much flour she had to mix.
The first time, I filled a big basin with dough. After kneading the dough, I put it in the corner of the kang and waited for it to rise.
The next step was to chop the stuffing. Liu Qiaoer made two stuffings, one was cabbage and pork stuffing, and the other was radish, tofu and vermicelli.
Fortunately, although this world is fictional, material things are not scarce, and cabbage and radishes are all common dishes.
As early as when she was planning to sell buns, Liu Qiaoer asked Niu Dahu to bring her a cart full of cabbages and radishes from his hometown. As the weather was cold, they were all placed under the eaves. If she hadn't wanted to sell buns, so many vegetables would have been enough for them to eat for the whole winter.
She started preparing at three in the afternoon and was busy until dinner time. After cleaning up and lying down on the bed, Liu Qiaoer felt that her body was really weak.
She simply sat up and practiced yoga, stretching her body to make it fit and flexible.
The bones of this body were stiff, and every time it made a movement, the bones screamed wildly, causing Liu Qiaoer to groan in indescribable pain.
Lu Yunzheng finally couldn't listen anymore and asked with a dark face: "What are you doing?"
Liu Qiaoer herself didn't think there was anything wrong with it: "Exercise. My body is too fragile. If I don't exercise regularly, I won't live to be 20 if the daily labor intensity is so high."
As soon as she finished speaking, Liu Qiaoer did a leg-lifting stretch and uttered indescribable sounds again.
Lu Yunzheng was so upset that he simply covered his face with the quilt. Out of sight, out of mind.
After finishing a whole set of stretching exercises, Liu Qiaoer was sweating and felt very comfortable. She fell asleep on the pillow without any dreams.
In the early morning, Liu Qiaoer and Lu Yunzheng were awakened by the sound of music.
"The cuckoo is calling, singing a moving ballad, singing to the sad person, forgetting everything."
The tune is cheerful and melodious, and is Liu Qiaoer's favorite. However, no matter how much she likes a song, if it is used as an alarm clock in the morning, she will find it a bit annoying.
Liu Qiaoer, who didn't get enough sleep, was woken up and was in a bad mood.
"What a disgusting bird, shut up."
She turned off the alarm without hesitation, thinking that today was the first day of selling buns and she would make some money. No matter how grumpy she was when she woke up, Liu Qiaoer jumped up from her bed immediately.
Liu Qiaoer stretched her body and encouraged herself.
"Get up, make money, you are the best, come on, come on, come on."
Instantly full of energy.
Turning her head and seeing Lu Yunzheng's expression as if he was a lunatic, Liu Qiaoer didn't feel embarrassed at all. Instead, she patted Lu Yunzheng's face lightly.
"You'll get used to it slowly. You have to work hard too."
Next, they kneaded the dough, rolled out the dough, and made dumplings. Soon, the voices of Niu Dahu and Liu Erniu were heard from the yard.
"Sister, I wanted to come as soon as you sent me the letter the day before yesterday, but grandma thought that your monthly salary of two hundred coins was too little, and wanted to add one hundred more."
Liu Qiaoer snorted: "If I add more, it's for you. You're not so stupid as to not save a penny for yourself. Just give it all to me."
Liu Erniu is as honest as Liu Qiaoer was in the past.
Liu Qiaoer had no choice but to pat Liu Erniu on the head and said, "Go back and tell grandma that we don't know whether the business is good or not. If it's good, we'll add more. If it's not good, there's nothing we can do. That's it."
"Okay." Liu Erniu nodded sensibly, "Sister, what should I do?"
Liu Qiaoer pointed to the outermost room and said, "There is a bag of noodles over there. Mix some first. If there are customers who want noodles, give them a bowl. People don't eat much noodles in the morning. Mix the noodles later and then make dumplings."
Niu Dahu had already stacked the firewood without Liu Qiaoer's instructions. Seeing that there was only half water left in the water tank, he filled it up without saying a word.
The Lu siblings were still sleeping in the room, but Liu Qiaoer had already started working.
The steamed buns are moved to the outer room in baskets. There is also a small stove in the outer room, one for keeping the buns warm, and the other for a medium-sized pot for cooking noodles.
The location of the house is quite good. There is the river bank in front of it. People who move goods and boatmen are the main buyers. The distance is neither too far nor too close.
If it's too close, people who buy buns won't even have time to eat before they'll be called over to work.
If the distance is too far, I’m afraid of being late and won’t be in the mood to eat.
And the location of Aunt Zhang is just right for them to buy buns and eat while walking, and finish eating when they reach their destination, or they can just finish eating here, drink some hot water, and it is not too late to run over when the time comes.
The buns were delicious and the tea was free. At seven o'clock, Liu Qiaoer set off a string of firecrackers at the door of the shop and shouted in a crisp sound.
"The Liu family's bun shop is open. Come and try the buns with thin skin and big fillings. Cabbage and pork are two cents each, and radish vermicelli is one cent each. Tea is free."
The blast of firecrackers from the shop in front woke up the two children who were still sleeping soundly on the kang.
Lu Yunxi rubbed her eyes, feeling a little flustered: "Yang'er, hurry up, Sister Qiao'er has started selling buns."