It's snowing outside and it's early morning.
Zhao’er got up early in the morning and made breakfast with Xue Tao’er. The breakfast consisted of tortillas and millet and pumpkin porridge.
After the meal was ready, Zhao Er went to call a few people up.
After a while, a few teenagers in thick and large padded jackets came out of the house one by one.
The snow stopped yesterday, but the snow hasn't melted yet. Mao Badou picked up a handful of snow, kneaded it into a ball, and stuffed it into his neck while Li Datian was not paying attention.
When it comes to snowball fights, the town baby is not as good as the country baby. After a few rounds, Mao Badou fled. Those who witnessed this scene were all laughing straight, and even Xue Tao'er covered her mouth and laughed beside her.
"These babies are really lively." Zhou Shi smiled and asked Zhao'er: "Why are those two babies so tightly packed? I guess it is the first time I come to the country, and I can't stand the cold. , how can the people in the town stand it?"
Zhao'er pursed her lips and smiled and nodded. Naturally, he wouldn't tell Zhou Shi that Mao Badou and Li Datian covered half of their faces, but it wasn't just because of the cold.
In the main house, Mr. Xue couldn't help but smile when he heard the laughter outside. A few people from Mao Badou came to the main room yesterday, and Mr. Xue knew that they were classmates of Xue Tingxiang.
Thinking of his classmates, Mr. Xue couldn't help but think of Xue Juncai again. After that incident, the Xue family still did not slap Xue Juncai. Xue Qingshan and his son fought against each other for a while, but still found a school for him, but it was not in Huyang Township, but in Anyang Township next door.
Since he was not in his hometown, he was naturally far away, and it would take a long time to get back by car, so Xue Juncai seldom came back since he went to the school.
No, seeing that Xue Tingxiang had gone home and rested for a long time, he still didn't come back. The Xue family asked someone to send a letter, saying that they would come back before twenty-three, but they haven't come back yet.
Mr. Xue planned to tell the boss again when he was having breakfast later, and asked him to ask if Twenty-Three could come back.
Mr. Xue's heart is full of daze now, and he always feels that the eldest grandson seems to have become enemies with his father, but it is unclear why they became enemies.
After breakfast, Zhao Er and everyone planned to go out.
All were fully armed and heavily clothed. Xue Tao'er also went, she was bored at home, Zhao'er planned to take her out to get some air, of course, to fight. Because Mao Badou was out of tune, Zhao'er was not at ease with Li Datian's work.
The group drove out two cars, Zhao'er was in front, and Li Datian followed behind.
Zhao'er had already planned where to go, and she took everyone to a nearby village without stopping. After entering the village, she drove the car to the wheat field. After choosing a place, she dragged two shovels from the car and ordered Mao Badou to shovel snow.
The snow was cleared over there, and Zhao'er took Xue Tao'er to take out the Spring Festival couplets. The girl's family is careful, and her hands and feet are light. The two of them stretched one pair apart, one pasted the other, and soon one carriage was covered with Spring Festival couplets.
It's all white in the eyes, just so red, it's dazzling when you look at it.
At this time, Zhao'er took out the gong and banged on it.
The people in the village are familiar with the sound of the gong. Whenever this sound is heard, there is something cheap and good coming. Sitting in Maodong at home these days, some women even have auditory hallucinations and always feel that there is the sound of gongs and the little brother is coming.
Just a short while later, Mao Badou and the others saw a strange scene—
The villagers came here, carrying something in their hands and carrying something on their shoulders, and looking from a distance, they were dense and terrifying.
What is this doing? !
"Sister Zhao'er, you are provoking public anger, will they beat us?"
Zhao'er smiled but did not say anything, and when the people approached, he began to greet with a loud voice: "Blessings come to the door! Blessings come to the door! There is no need to ask, no need to buy, good and cheap Spring Festival couplets are here. A pair of five wen Money, five cents for the big one, three cents for the small one. Buy a pair of big ones, get a blessing character, and buy one cent for the blessing character list. There are large and small, on the main door, the main room door, the livestock shed, the granary room, to attract wealth and good fortune Omen, don’t worry about a bumper harvest in the coming year!”
"Hey, I just like to listen to the little brother fortune-telling, it's good to hear it," said a woman.
"That's right, why can't I give birth to such a capable baby."
"Let you give birth, you don't sit at home and eat dry and thick, just waiting to enjoy the blessing of your son!"
A few women giggled and chatted, and the other side said again: "Old and young masters, uncles, aunts and grandmothers, we will not accept food this time. This year, God will honor you, every family has a bumper harvest, and the food at home is too much to eat. It's almost New Year's Eve, and I always have to earn a few small money to make clothes and buy flowers for the girls at home."
"Okay, okay, you can say whatever you want, and it's okay for others. I like to listen to the little brother fortune-telling. It makes people feel at ease. This time, if we don't give food, we will pay!" A man with a dog-skin hat Putting the grain bag on the ground, he took out the purse containing the money from his arms: "Brother Lucky, you can choose one for your uncle, we have a door, the main room door, the granary door, and the kitchen door, too. By the way, there is also a barn."
Zhao'er was unambiguous, so she took the Spring Festival couplets from the carriage, and Xue Tao'er helped her.
"Uncle, I got a pair of big ones and four pairs of small ones. It's reasonable to say that it costs seventeen cents. If you buy a set, it will count as fifteen cents. I will give you five more blessing characters, one on each door, so you don't have to worry about your luck in the coming year. ."
"Okay, just do it!"
When I heard that it was so much cheaper, and that there is a buy and a free option, it was much cheaper than buying it alone. Many villagers were moved, and they all called for us to get a set.
Zhao'er said again: "Some uncles don't need so much, and we also have a few for sale, so it's better to be happy. A pair of large and two small, plus three blessings, a total of ten cents."
Immediately, some people who were shy, or who had no livestock at home, also rushed up.
The scene was extremely lively, Zhao'er handed out the Spring Festival couplets without any hesitation, and collected the money back. It was the first time Xue Tao'er saw this kind of situation. Although she was panicked, she still remembered to help Sister Zhao'er so that she could not cause trouble.
Mao Badou over there was stunned for a long time. Seeing that he was so busy, Xue Tingyan hurriedly called Chen Jian and Datian, and also stepped forward to help sell the Spring Festival couplets.
"Brother Lucky, how can you write the words above? Let's go to Master Tong Sheng's house to ask for it, but it won't cost you that much money." Well, always want to be picky.
Zhao'er was not afraid of this at all, and replied with a smile: "Uncle, you can't wait to go to Master Tong Sheng's house to ask for Spring Festival couplets, sometimes you must be able to get them, after all, Master Tong Sheng is busy, but he doesn't have time to take care of everyone, so he can still give it to you. Write a picture on one door of the house. We are different. If you mention something else, we may not be successful, but if you say it—"
She turned around and pointed at Xue Tingxiang and the others, and said, "Do you know what they do? They are all students of Qingyuan Academy in the town, but they have all been praised by the county magistrate. Although he is not Tongsheng now, he will end next year. , maybe it's Tong Sheng, or Master Xiucai, then your word will be worth the old nose money."
"Hey!"
"Qingyuan School? I heard that this school is a good school. Many people want to send their children there, but they can't go there."
"I heard people say that Landlord Wang wanted to send his son, but they didn't accept it. They said it was too stupid and his aptitude was not good." A villager said seriously.
"These are all readers!"
Xue Tingxiang and a few are all too busy. Mao Badou immediately put away his stupid chin, and walked forward with his hands behind his back.
"Look, this baby looks different at first glance, the future master scholar!"
Xue Tingxiang and the three looked at the man who was wrapped like a ball, how could he be different from other people, and then laughed out loud.
"Scholar, read to us what is written on it. We can't read or know what is written on it." An aunt approached Mao Badou and asked.
Mao Badou was also unambiguous, and immediately recited: "Every year when the scenery is good, the source is wide, and the year is safe and long.
"Hey, that's a good idea."
"What about this one in my house?"
"More work and more happiness for everyone, good yields and good harvests every year..."
Here, Li Datian laughed and said to several people: "Badou is finally useful."
On the other side, Mao Badou, who was surrounded by uncles and aunts to read the Spring Festival couplets, while his mouth was dry, finally understood why Sister Zhaoer asked them to write the Spring Festival couplets to be 'earthy' and to be realistic, too sour and too sour. No crepe crepe. It is true that the majority of old and young men, uncles and aunts like this.
After selling this village, go to the next village.
More than 500 pieces of Spring Festival couplets and blessing characters are only sold for two villages, and they are almost gone. After such a long time, Li Datian and others were also a little shocked by the speed of the money. The paper is not good paper, and the ink is just ordinary. The only cost is labor. Earn more than 80%.
"Sister Zhao'er, why don't we go back and write now, and we won't go to the next village? When you come back from outside, we can almost catch up with another group." Chen Jian suddenly said.
Zhao'er is also thinking about this, she thinks more, and even wants to go to the town to sell. Originally, she planned to run around a few nearby villages, but now it seems that this business has a lot to do.
She said what was in her heart, and said, "While the new year is close, we will also make a lot of money and save some money for you to take the exam next year. There is no shortage of money in this world, you can't just take it all. Blindly only read books and ignored the fundamental problem. You go back to write, let's go out to sell, and when I go back this time, I will call a few more people, and let's make a big fight. Don't worry, you have one count as one, and we will share the money you earn, no Your benefits will be diminished."
Zhao'er spoke so comprehensively that no one else could say anything if they wanted to refuse. So the troops were divided into two groups, Xue Tingxiang took Mao Badou and others home, and Zhaoer took Xue Taoer to the next village.
"Can you take Sister Tao'er?" Xue Tingxiang was still a little worried when he got into the car.
"It's only ten miles and eight villages. Are you afraid that someone will eat me? You forgot Heizi?" As he said, a big dog's head emerged from the carriage, and he sighed at Xue Tingyan. When he went out before, Heizi stubbornly stayed in the car and didn't get off. Thinking that he had driven two cars, there was a lot of space, so he took it with him.
"Okay, come back early."
Zhao'er came back soon. When he got home, the Xue family was busy because Xue Juncai also came back.
Xue Juncai suffered, with frostbite on his face and hands. In fact, I want to know that there is no way to have a heated kang in the academy, and we can only rely on burning charcoal for heating, and students who are not wealthy at home can only rely on hard resistance.
Zhao was so distressed that she could hear her crying while standing in the yard. Zhao'er sighed secretly, gave the car to Xue Qingbai, and went into the house.
Inside the room, Xue Tingxiang and others were writing hard books.
It seems that they know that they can make money and make a lot of money, and everyone is motivated. Money is a thing, but without money you can't do anything.
Zhao'er didn't rest for too long, and went out with the second batch of Spring Festival couplets. This time Xue Qinghuai also went, and it was always worrying to let the two girls go out.
A group of people have been busy until it gets dark, and it will be counted when Zhao'er comes back, and what they get back is a full two packs of copper plates.
Zhao'er poured the cloth bag onto the kang, and heard a very pleasant sound.
Mao Badou smacked his tongue again and again: "Sister Zhao'er, how much is this?"
"Not much, it is estimated that there are ten taels of silver."
I went to five villages in total. On average, one village sells 200 sets. There are 15 wen, some 10 wen, and of course some retail.
"Do you still have the strength? If so, come and help count the money. After counting, we will divide it."
When I heard this, my lack of strength turned into strength.
Just such a number, one person wears a string, and it is quickly sorted out. No more, no less, twelve and seventy-eight texts, Zhao'er's estimate is correct.
There are seven people in total, and they are divided into seven equal parts, and one part is only one or two points. Xue Tao'er didn't want it, saying that she didn't help much, that the Spring Festival couplets were written by Xue Tingxiang and the others, and Zhao'er and Xue Qinghuai sold the Spring Festival couplets, so she also made a move.
Zhao'er shoved the copper coin string into her arms: "Okay, Tao'er, we don't have an algorithm like yours here, you can take it yourself, save a dowry or something, and you will have more money in the future."
Afterwards, Tao'er took the money that she shared and went back to the third room, and when Zhou saw the money, tears flashed in her eyes: "You are generous and thoughtful in recruiting elder sister, so you can take it when she gives it to you. The answer will be later.”
It's not comprehensive. Before, the Zhou family kept mumbling that Zhao'er took the fourth family to do business. The fourth family was delicious and spicy. She wanted the man to talk to Zhao'er, but the man was ashamed to say that, who would have thought It didn't take long for the family to get a piece of the mountain and give the three houses a living allowance.
Zhou Shi can also see it now, Zhao'er is very capable, and following the second room, he will not worry about them having a bad life in the future.
Happiness is always short-lived. After eating, Zhao'er walked in with another stack of red paper.
These red papers were bought in town before she came back in the afternoon. Unlike last time, she bought a lot this time.
"I've had enough to eat, and I've had enough rest, so hurry up and work."
"Sister Zhao'er, you must have been a landlord in your last life."
Zhao'er was not ambiguous at all, and nodded with a smile: "Sister Zhao'er will also be a big landlord in this life, you wait, this day is not far away."
After some gags, everyone went to work, Xue Tao'er and Sun's Zhou came to help cut the paper. Zhao'er lifted the curtain of the door and went out. It was already dark outside, and the lights in the main room and the east wing were on.
She walked to the east and west windows and knocked on the windows.
No one should.
Knock a few more times.
After a while, the window opened from the inside, revealing Xue Juncai's thinned face.
He looked at Zhao'er in surprise, but his voice was dry: "Zhao'er, is something wrong?"
"Have you had a break? Help me with the work if you haven't."
Xue Juncai didn't expect Zhao'er to say this, and he was a little stunned. After a while, he said, "I'm not resting, what work do I do?"
"You won't know until you come out."
When Yang asked Xue Juncai what he was doing out, the door creaked and Xue Juncai came out.
Yang also followed, and was still asking what he was doing.
Zhao'er said, "Auntie, don't worry, I'll call Juncai to help me with the work."
"What kind of work can he do for you, Zhao'er, you've got all the people you call on Juncai..."
"Mother, shut up, I'm willing to do it!" Xue Juncai suddenly said.
Yang Shi didn't dare to speak immediately. After the previous scene, she also realized that her son had changed. The current Xue Juncai made Yang a little scared. If he was pampered before, now he is afraid of falling when he is holding it in his hand, and he is afraid that it will melt in his mouth. There is always a feeling that he will suddenly explode.
"Okay, mother doesn't matter, you can just go."
"Let's go."
The two went to the door of the second house, and as the cotton curtain was lifted, the scene inside was revealed.
The party was prosperous and lively, warm and warm, and everyone had a smile on their faces, as if they were very happy.
"Did you see, they were all caught by me to work." Zhao'er pointed to the teenagers who were surrounded by writing big characters. There was not enough space, so he borrowed the tables of the three bedrooms and four bedrooms and put them together into one big table. Women and Daoists are cutting red paper on the kang, and they are all busy.
"You know how to write, that's what you do. Don't worry, you have wages."
Xue Juncai said crampedly: "Sister Zhao'er, if you don't give me wages, I will work for you too."
Mao Badou was tired from writing at the moment. Seeing Zhao'er grabbing a strong man, he immediately dropped his pen and ran over: "You are here to help too, hurry up, come here."
Saying that, he put his hand around Xue Juncai's neck and dragged him away.
When Xue Jun reacted, a pen was stuffed in his hand.
"Write now, don't be stunned, I'm tired and take a break."
Xue Juncai's eyes were a little hot, he dipped his pen in the inkstone and started writing.