Gu Yin pursed her lips and smiled, "Why did you add the lines yourself?"
"What lines? Didn't you make me play a bad mother-in-law to embarrass you?" Wang shi put the burden on her shoulders, and found that the burden was much lighter. Knowing that everything was sold out, the smile on her face became brighter. "My God, is this all sold out?"
"I didn't prepare much, and it will be sold out as soon as there are more people." Gu Yin quickly followed with a lighter guy, "But I didn't say anything about being a concubine."
"Didn't I learn it from the evil mother-in-law in the play? When my son died, I forced my daughter-in-law to remarry."
"Then why are you still doing it? You still want to hit me?"
"That's definitely not the case!" Wang patted his chest to assure, and said with a little guilty conscience, "That's not the feeling of rushing to talk at that time."
Thanks to the stall owner next door for stopping him, otherwise Wang really doesn't know how to end it.
Gu Yin said helplessly: "In the future, we will have to set up a stall on the dock for a long time. Now everyone nearby knows that you want to force your daughter-in-law to remarry. How will they see you in the future?"
"I don't care what they think," Wang's footsteps were brisk, and the empty boxes and food buckets on both sides of the burden were swayed by her, "I don't live with them, I like to look at it, hehe!"
After talking, the two returned to Jinyi Lane.
As soon as he entered the house, Mrs. Wang put the things away and started counting the coins.
In fact, there is no need to count at all, Gu Yin has it all in her heart.
Although her ravioli uses fish meat, which is cheaper than pork, but because it only uses the meat without thorns in the belly of the fish, the fish head and tail can no longer be sold for money, and the cost is higher than others' ravioli. A total of one bowl of ravioli The cost is about three cents.
One bowl earns one penny, and fifty bowls equals fifty cents.
But Mrs Wang was happy to count the money, the copper coins were spread all over a table, and she was so excited that Gu Yin let her go.
After counting the coins, Mr. Wang began to count with his fingers, "If you earn fifty cents a day, that's 1,500 cents a month, how much is that a year?"
"A year is 18 taels. The yamen charges a booth fee every month. I asked Uncle Liu next door. Our location is poor. It is 500 yuan a month, and a year is 6 taels of silver. We can A net profit of twelve taels." Gu Yin quickly gave the answer.
Twelve taels a year! ! ! !
Twelve taels are enough for a family to chew for a year, which is a relatively nourishing way for urban people. Like the Wang family, they used to spend only five or six taels a year in Batou Village.
Wang Shi hadn't seen so much money since he got married, and he felt like he was going to faint.
After listening to Gu Yin, he continued: "But today's tricks can't be used again next time, and business may drop a little tomorrow. And today is a trial operation, so there are few things to prepare, but tomorrow I can prepare more, I am confident that there will be more and more customers. The more you earn, the more you will earn in a year, not less."
Wang Shi laughed so hard that her mouth was almost behind her ears, but after a while she stopped laughing and shook her head: "You are just right, those wontons are all pre-packaged, and it's easy to say if you wrap them for a long time. Don't you get tired of breaking your hands all day?"
This worry is not without reason. There is a lot of wind on the pier. If the wontons are packaged and sold, the taste will be affected if the wontons are dried by the wind, so they can only be packaged and sold and cooked.
Gu Yin used to soak in the kitchen for a whole day without feeling very tired.
But now it can't be done. The original body's body is so bad that she is too tired to lift her hands after being busy in the morning.
"Let's cook some more porridge and sell it. Cooking porridge is all about the heat, and you don't need to worry about it after it's cooked. And I observed today that although there are many merchants and passers-by on the pier, there are more coolies working hard. If we Make some buns to sell, and take the path of small profits but quick turnover, and the business should be better."
Although Wang Shi had not tasted Gu Yin's porridge and steamed buns, but at this time, he was very convinced of Gu Yin's craftsmanship.
In addition, she consciously didn't help much in the past two days - she looked at Gu Yinbao relaxed in the morning and wanted to get started.
But when the wonton wrappers were in her hands, they didn't seem to be obedient in Gu Yin's hands. She wrapped them not only slowly but also ugly.
Putting it side by side with the completed dollar treasure packaged by Gu Yin, the appearance is really one heaven and one earth.
Food and food are all about color, flavor, and money. In the end, they want to sell money. With Gu Yin's package of pearls and jade in front, Wang Shi is embarrassed to sell his own package to others.
The idea of selling porridge and steamed buns is very good. After they are cooked, they can be placed in the porridge bucket. The steamed buns can be wrapped in advance and steamed in a steamer. She is responsible for selling porridge and steamed buns, and she can also contribute to her own efforts.
Wang Shi immediately wanted to go out to buy ingredients again, but Gu Yin grabbed her and persuaded her, "Mom, you should go to sleep first, we can go shopping together after lunch."
Wang Shi was tense all morning and still didn't feel sleepy, but now his eyelids fell straight down when he relaxed.
When she fell asleep, she couldn't hold it anymore, so she went back to the house and said, "Then you go to rest too, and call me when you have lunch. Don't move the guys, and I'll brush them when I get up."
After coaxing Mrs. Wang back to the house, Gu Yin sat for a quarter of an hour and felt relieved, so she washed the guy who set up the stall.
At this time, it was already three poles outside, and it was time to prepare lunch.
There was still some fish soup left in the big pot at home. Gu Yin went to the alley to buy two pieces of tofu and simmered the fish head tofu soup.
Gu Yin only remembered that he hadn't seen Xiao Wu'an for a long time.
When I entered the house, I saw that the little guy was not at home.
He has always been well-behaved. When he was in the village before, he would not climb trees and climb mountains with children of the same age. Gu Yin guessed that he was going to the next door.
It happened that the pot was also rolling at this moment, and Gu Yin scooped out a large bowl and brought it to the next door.
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Ever since he got up that day, Mrs. Xu has been smelling the smell of the next door.
Thinking of Wang's empty-handed and assertive appearance yesterday, she was even more angry, and went to pat the door next door not long after dawn.
The door was slapped open, and it was not the Wang family who opened the door, but Xiao Wu'an.
Xiao Wu'an rubbed his eyes, and asked Mrs Xu in a milky voice, "Is my aunt looking for my mother? She and my sister-in-law went out to the pier to do business."
"This jerk can't change his jerk even though he's old. I asked him yesterday, and I'll do it today. Why is this business so easy to do? Don't go back and blame me for losing money." Mrs Xu muttered. After saying a few words to Mrs. Wang, seeing Xiaowu Anzhuo pulling her shoes and undressed, she came to open the door for herself, her heart softened, and she asked softly, "Good boy, my aunt woke you up. Don't give birth to an auntie. Angry."
Xiao Wu'an smiled shyly, "It's okay auntie, I usually wake up now. It's just that my mother and sister-in-law are not at home today. It's too quiet at home, so I slept so late."
While talking, the little man opened the two door panels to the maximum, then took out a broom that was taller than the others from the door, and skillfully began to clean the yard.
Xu shi looked at him lovingly, and the little figure in front of him somehow overlapped with his son's figure in his memory.
Xu Qingchuan is a genial and courteous person now, but when he was as old as Xiao Wu'an, he was a ten-percent arrogant child.
Xu's parents regarded this grandson as more important than life, and wanted the stars not to be given to the moon. At that time, he said that he wanted to play with slingshots, and the two elders used the heirloom jade from the storehouse to polish him into a jade slingshot, and the glazed agate beads were used for him. bullet hit. Make him lawless.
But when Xu Qingchuan was five years old, the Xu family offended the powerful in the business field.
In fact, it is a bit biased to say that it is a powerful person. The other party is just one of the many sons of the power and eunuch today.
But even with such an identity, it is not the offense of ordinary people like them.
Xu's parents were taken into prison, and they lost their money before they recovered a life.
That prison is not something that ordinary people can enter, let alone the elderly Xu family. Not long after returning home, the two old people died one after another.
At that time, Xu's husband also became depressed due to changes in his family. He was already weak, and he was emptied of energy and spirit because he failed to perform in the scientific examination for many years. gone vainly.
Mrs Xu is the daughter of the heavens. She has been smooth sailing all her life, and she has never experienced any storms.
She lost her family business, her parents and her husband all at once, and she was heartbroken, wishing she could go with them.
At that time, the son seemed to have grown up overnight. He was no longer naughty and noisy, and he didn't need anyone to care.
"Mother, don't worry. When I grow up and get a job title, I will give you back everything that our family has lost." Six-year-old Xiao Qingchuan assured her earnestly and stubbornly.
"Why is Auntie crying?" Xiao Wu'an put the broom forward, took out a coarse handkerchief from his arms and handed it to her.
Mrs Xu shook her head, no longer thinking about the pain in the past, she just asked him with a smile, "Have you ever eaten the morning meal? Come and eat at my house, my aunt will give you a noodle."
Xiao Wu'an shook his head and refused. Yesterday, Mrs. Xu gave him a piece of candy, and he was very happy. He was embarrassed to eat and drink again.
But in the end, he still didn't screw Xu Shi, and Xiao Wu'an was led to the next yard by him.
At that time, Xu Qingchuan had already read the book for half the morning, and the three gathered together to eat a bowl of plain noodles.
At the dinner table, Xu Qingchuan also kept the book in his hands. Xiao Wuan felt it was fresh, so he couldn't help but take a second glance.
He also liked the sensible and quiet Xiao Wu'an, so he asked him how many days he had read.
Xiao Wu'an lowered his head even lower, and said in a somber voice, "No, I haven't read a book."
Half an hour after the meal was Xu Qingchuan's rest time, so he brought Xiao Wu'an into his study, dug out a book of "Thousand Characters", and read it to him.
After Xiao Wuan listened quietly, Xu Qingchuan gave him the book and asked him to go to the side to recognize it, and gave him a small charcoal pen and a piece of cut paper.
"Can I become as good as Brother Qingchuan by learning this?"
Xiao Wu'an still didn't know what was going on with reading, but Mrs. Wang often said a few words in private in the past two days, saying Mrs. Xu didn't know what kind of shit luck was going on, that he was a talented son in his early twenties. He knew that Xu Qingchuan, who could read, was very powerful.
Xu Qingchuan had already picked up his book, and when he heard this, he could not help but curl his lips and smiled, but he did not fool him because he was young, but explained: "When you read this "Thousand Characters", you will be able to read and write it. , if you recite it, you can learn other things, and then you will become more and more powerful.”
Xiao Wu'an nodded heavily, and then stopped bothering him.
Xu Qingchuan was always serious about his studies, and he forgot about his affairs when he watched it.
When she came to a reaction, her mother's smiling voice came from the yard, "Your Wu'an is in my house. It's not a problem.
Another clear and tactful female voice said, "Thank you auntie. This is the fish soup I just made, and I hope auntie doesn't dislike it."
His mother laughed again, and said, "Neighbors live in the neighborhood, so it's supposed to help each other out. Why are you being so polite and sending things?"
Only then did Xu Qingchuan remember that there was another person in the study. Looking up again, Xiao Wu'an was scribbling on the lower table, while the thousand-character text had been closed and put aside.
He blamed himself in his heart, he should have given this child a drawing book, how could he forget about it after sending this book of "Thousand Characters" to an illiterate child? It is estimated that this little guy was suffocated.
On the side, Xiao Wu'an stood up after hearing Gu Yin's voice, said goodbye to Xu Qingchuan politely, and then ran out of the study with short legs.
After a while, Mrs Xu leaned in again and greeted, "Son, come and eat fish soup. It won't taste good if it's cold!"
The milky white fish soup is dotted with white tender tofu and green chopped green onion. The fragrance is rich and not fishy. Xu Qingchuan felt hungry when he smelled it.
"Wang Baoyun doesn't know what kind of shit luck has passed. Cooking by herself is so unpalatable, and she has such a daughter-in-law with extraordinary cooking skills." Xu Shi was sour while eating.
Xu Qingchuan smiled helplessly and shook his head.
After lunch, Xu Qingchuan returned to the study again, put the "Thousand Characters" back in the bookcase first, and then went to clean up the pen and paper that he had given to Xiao Wuan.
After a long while, Xu Qingchuan widened his eyes in disbelief, and saw that both sides of the rice paper were full of writing. Although the handwriting was crooked and the fonts were large and small, it was indeed a whole "Thousand-Character Text"!