After Fat Liu sent Han Peacock to his residence, he didn't get out of the car: "Xiao Han, when the necklace is sold, your share will not be less, and I won't go to your place today." ”

"Say what? I've already charged your appraisal fee, and if I take your money again, then what am I? Han Peacock refused.

Fat Liu smiled and said: "I didn't give you the appraisal fee, those wines are our brotherly friendship, if there is no you today, I can't do this business, so don't refuse, the money you give you must be what you deserve." ”

"Okay, don't talk about it, we brothers don't need money to help each other, if you still have good wine and cigarettes, just send me a few more, and the money will be counted." Han Peacock still refused.

"Okay, I'll pull a car for you tomorrow, my old man doesn't drink now, those who give gifts, they will give him every year, and now we can't pile up at home, just give you some." Fat Liu said with a grin.

Han Peacock didn't say anything more, he waved his hand and walked into the yard he rented.

"Big brother, why did you come back?" As soon as he walked into the courtyard, Han Peacock saw Han Jianguo and Han Rongrong sitting in front of the pumpkin in the courtyard.

"What? Looking for me? Han Peacock said.

Han Rongrong said: "I heard that you can also steam the Chen family's buns, why don't you steam more, and we will take them to the market at noon to sell." ”

"Yes, it's just that selling pumpkin porridge is too simple, if you configure buns to sell, pumpkin porridge can sell more." Han Jianguo said.

Seeing that Han Peacock didn't speak, Han Rongrong continued: "Don't worry, we won't let you help in vain, nor will we take advantage of you, the money you earn from selling steamed buns will be divided into one-third, and the three of us will share it equally." ”

"Isn't that taking advantage of me? How are you going to steam the buns? Just ask me to help, or are you going to let me do it myself? Han Peacock asked with a smile.

Han Rongrong's expression froze, and then he quickly reacted and said, "Of course we will help you." ”

"You seem to be wrong, even if I am willing to steam the buns, I will help you, not you help me, okay, today I am tired, I want to go back to the house to sleep, you do whatever you want, anyway, I will never participate in your affairs." Han Peacock didn't bother to pay attention to them.

In addition to going to the antique street to look for opportunities every day, he also has to help Chen Qing's family soak soybeans every day, and now Chen Qing's family uses more and more soybeans every day.

Now the daily sales of steamed buns have exceeded 7,000, which require a large amount of tofu skin to be made every day, and this part of the tofu skin alone requires a large number of beans.

In addition to only making tofu skin, soybeans are needed, as well as tofu brain and bean juice, which are now sold in more and more quantities.

As Chen Qing's business continued to boom, even his cucumber pickles and Korean pickles made by Han Peacock were all selling well.

Cucumber pickles Han Peacock didn't help, it was all made by Chen Qing, and Han's pickles were made by him.

This pickle is made from Han Peacock's hometown, a kind of spicy vegetable pimple pickled, if you want to pickle into pickles, it will take at least more than a month, if the season of spicy vegetable gnocchi is not right, even if you want to pickle, you can't do it.

Now that it is about to enter autumn, although the spicy vegetable gnocchi has not come down, there are already some, so Han Peacock will try to pickle some, and now that the store sells well, he will naturally provide it again.

Just these things every day make Han Peacock busy, if he is allowed to steam buns every day, then he won't have to do anything.

"What's the big deal, if we didn't know how to steam buns, you thought we'd beg you?" Han Rongrong shouted.

"Okay, you're not a child anymore, if you really want to steam steamed buns and sell them, I can teach you, but I'll only teach you once when I say ugly things, and the rest is yours, I won't help you sell steamed buns." Han Peacock opened the door and walked into the room.

"Have you eaten?" Han Peacock walked into the room and remembered that it seemed that he didn't give Han Jianguo the key in the room.

Han Jianguo complained: "What are you doing?" What to eat at noon? It's not early now, hurry up and cook and eat, and after dinner, we'll go sell pumpkin porridge again. ”

Han Peacock smiled: "It's okay to drink a bowl of pumpkin porridge in the morning, do you think there are still people who drink pumpkin porridge alone at noon?" But it's good for you to try your luck, but I warn you, there's no need to cook too much, and if you sell too much, it's never too late to cook more. ”

"You cook first, we're tired from the day, it's time to take a break." Han Jianguo ordered directly.

At this time, Han Rongrong's eyes widened, looking at the basement that he had always looked down on: "Big brother, are you really rich?" This basement is decorated like this, why does it cost hundreds of thousands? ”

After all, Han Rongrong went to college in the magic capital for four years, although he was a little naïve, he still knew the consumption level of the magic capital.

To decorate the house, even if it is simply paved with the floor, it will cost tens of thousands, looking at the area of Han Peacock's basement, it is impossible to get tens of thousands of yuan.

"This is the original decoration, at that time, the decoration room was not so expensive, and I have to eat by myself, I have lunch, I won't eat, I'll go make up for sleep first." Han Peacock said and walked directly into the study.

Sitting on the chair, I thought for a while, took the two bottles of red wine that Jiang Lin gave me today, and directly opened one bottle with the bottle opener, and tasted it myself first.

Dry red wine is a little sour and astringent, with a strong wine flavor, not as good as Sprite, but for Chinese people who are willing to drink, it is a bit bland, this thing is only drunk by pretending to be forced, otherwise, it is a little more sour and astringent than boiling water.

In Han Peacock's eyes, these 86-year-old Lafite is just like ordinary beer, all used to quench thirst.

After drinking two cups, Han Peacock turned on the computer and wanted to check some information, he wanted to know the market price of the green glazed three-legged incense burner in the Yaozhou kiln of the Northern Song Dynasty.

Han Peacock tasted red wine while reading the information, and had a very comfortable time.

And the two fathers and sons outside, but they are worried about what to eat, today they worked hard all morning, but only earned 80 yuan, if they go out to buy some good food at this time, the 80 yuan may not be enough, if a simple makeshift meal, there is no need to go out.

There are eggplants, pumpkins, and peppers in the Han Peacock yard, as long as you go out and buy some steamed buns on the street.

While drinking pumpkin porridge, the two fathers and sons generally spoke: "Dad, do you still go to sell pumpkin porridge at noon?" If it's really like my brother said, there isn't much business at noon. ”

"Although what your brother said is not good, he is also right, this porridge is drunk in the morning, who will drink porridge at noon and at night? But we still have to go, and we have to earn back the cost of today's 100 yuan, or we will lose money. Han Jianguo was a little worried.

Originally, they only thought that a bowl of porridge could be sold for two yuan, and a pound of pumpkin could cook ten bowls of porridge, but now they really let them sell a bowl of pumpkin porridge for two yuan, and it is better to sell pumpkins for five cents a pound to make money, which makes them a little puzzled.

"Dad, we must sell steamed buns, if we sell a thousand buns a day, we can earn at least a few hundred yuan, plus the money earned from pumpkin porridge, how can it be more than five or six hundred a day.

Such a month is 156,000, if you really want to be able to earn so much money, what is the management fee of 3,000 yuan? "Han Rongrong is very calculating.

Han Jianguo is not so optimistic: "Steaming steamed buns is very hard, you have to get up early in the morning with bread buns, and then you have to push them to the street to sell, can you stand these?" Besides, you're selling steamed buns here every day, and you're not looking for a job? ”

"You go to the eldest brother for help, he has the strength, just to help us work, he is not afraid of other people's jokes every day when he wanders around." Han Rongrong gave Han Jianguo an idea.

Han Jianguo said worriedly: "You don't know your eldest brother's temper, he said that if he doesn't do it, he won't do it, if I say too much, he won't dare to do anything to me, but he dares to beat you." ”

"Oops! Otherwise, let's hire someone, Li Fei's kid, wouldn't he be working in Chen Qing's bun shop now? Why don't we bring him here and let him help us, anyway, it's all about making buns, and it's a big deal that we give him more money. ”

Han Rongrong has never done much work, and now he just serves pumpkin porridge in the morning, and he feels tired to death, if he has to get up in the early morning to make steamed buns, he really can't stand it.

"Can we still make money if we hire someone?" Han Jianguo was a little hesitant, although he felt sorry for his son, but he couldn't make money, everything was in vain.

"Chen Qing's family can make money, why can't we?" Han Rongrong is full of confidence.

Han Jianguo still didn't have much confidence: "I'll ask your eldest brother first, it would be good if he gnawed to help." ”

"Huh? Big brother, are you drinking red wine? Hi! It's really strange, you look like a big man, and you actually want to learn the elegance of others? You said you are a thug with a glass of red wine, why do I look so awkward? ”

Han Rongrong came out of the kitchen and saw Han Peacock holding a glass of wine, drinking and surfing the Internet.

Han Peacock rolled his eyes and ignored this kid, this kid was a little underwhelmed, and he didn't know how he went to college in the magic capital for four years without being beaten home.

Han Peacock ignored him, if you knew him the truth, he would be even more energetic, besides, with his father here, he couldn't really beat him.

"Boss, it's better to keep some money, and then go home and build a house for you, don't all be ruined." Han Jianguo said.

"Don't worry, I will save the money to buy a house, this wine is not something I bought, someone else gave it." Han Peacock said lightly.

Han Peacock turned off the computer and prepared to go to sleep, he would get up early tomorrow and continue to visit the ghost market, after all, today's harvest is not small, maybe there will be a harvest tomorrow.