"Okay!"

Last time, everyone was forced to line up because of the "majesty" of the sixth, but today, Song Xing's voice came down, and everyone was very conscious.

"Dog leftover, you come first!" Song Xing shouted a big man with big yellow teeth and picking his feet.

"Me?"

Gou Yu didn't believe it, except for him, almost everyone else was accompanied by his parents, and the reason why he was alone was because his parents had already passed away!

And he understands that these people borrow money to go out to work, in the first few months, the salary is not high, and they can't afford to pay back the monthly payment at all, but if their parents are still alive, they will basically subsidize the monthly payment in the first few months, and he can afford to pay it back in the later stage, and he can only rely on himself.

In addition, he was alone, in case he went out and couldn't come back or something, there were too many factors, and he didn't have the confidence to be able to borrow money.

"Yes, you come first!" Of course, Song Xing knew about the dog's leftovers, so he called him first.

"Dog leftovers, don't be nervous, drink tea first!" The dog entered the house under the envious eyes of everyone, but he looked very cramped and uneasy.

There is no other reason, when the Song Xing brothers and sisters were hungry before, he also grabbed the leftovers that Coco brought out from the New Year's grain chief's house.

Now that Song Xing has suddenly developed, according to his ideas, it should be good if he doesn't smoke him, and he came with me today, just to see how Song Xing is feeling, if it is good, he dares to go into the house to try it, and naturally he is standing at the back.

Coco saw that the first one to come in was Gou Yu, and he "smashed" the teacup on the table with a puff, and the tea spilled a lot, and a few drops of hot tea were sprinkled directly on Gou Yu's hand, which shows that this girl still holds a grudge!

"Hey!" Can the dog not be nervous? When he grabbed the leftovers, he didn't leave a bite for the Song Xing brothers and sisters, but Coco cried for a long time.

"How much are you borrowing?" Song Xing got straight to the point, and there are still many people behind him.

"100 Wen, I'll go and be a porter for the Salt Gang!" Gou Yu said it very clearly!

Borrowing money, most of the time, is for the first month's food expenses.

The Salt Gang, this is an existence with a long history, since the salt and iron were monopolized by the imperial court, there has been the Salt Gang.

This name sounds very loud, but in fact, it is to work as a coolie for the imperial court to transport salt, and most of the people who can take over this business are people who are related to the government, the government eats meat, the salt merchant broth, and the salt gang is also stained with a little brush pot water!

But brushing the pot water at this point is enough to feed tens of thousands of families!

The work of being able to find the Salt Gang is already smoking from the ancestral grave for the dog leftovers!

"Okay, Coco gets the money!" 100 Wen money is not a small amount for Song Xing now, but it is definitely not much, even if this guy robbed their brother and sister of the dinner in order to live, but he didn't care and didn't care.

"On the fifteenth of every month, you give me 11 texts, is there a problem?" No matter what you say, Song Xing's professional attitude is still relatively serious, even if it is a 100 Wen business, it still has to be repeated!

"No problem, no problem!" Gou Yu's heart fluttered with excitement, as long as he got the 100 Wen, he could go to the city to work as a porter for the Salt Gang, and the days ahead would be better, as for the monthly payment, people could bring it back.

"Give!" Coco ruthlessly put a hundred dollars on the table, squatted on the threshold and got angry.

According to her thoughts, the dog is left with this kind of person, not only can not be borrowed, but also guarded against!

Write notes, press fingerprints, take the money and leave!

"Next!" In Hugh's absence, the job becomes cocoa.

"Song Xiucai, my four children want to go to the porcelain shop as an apprentice、、、、、"

"Next 、、、、"

was busy almost until the evening, and Song Xing was able to finish the borrowing business of these people, more than 20 loans, and a total of only two yuan of money was lent!

After all, these people are borrowing money and the first month's living expenses to work!

The business is over, but the people in the yard have not dispersed, in addition to these people who came to borrow money, there are also these old smoking guns in the village, at this time they are still swallowing clouds and spitting fog under the south wall, of course, the tobacco is still provided by Song Xing.

Only a few of the women went home to cook, and in the evening they had to pack up the children's parcels, and it was time for them to go out to work.

It's nearly dusk, and the lineup of smoking guns led by Da Lao Li is still under the south wall, and it doesn't seem to have the intention of dispersing, but Coco wants to cook, but look at so many people outside, she just lies at the door to join in the fun, it's not that she likes the smell of smoke, she is worried, what if dinner is ready, what if these people don't leave?

A child's mind is that simple!

Song Xing finished keeping the account, stretched his waist, shook his sore arm, and saw the old smoking guns outside that had not yet dispersed, and his heart was happy!

It's all a quick meal, and these people are not dispersed yet, so there is only one explanation, they are waiting for salt here!

Song Xingxing was just about to go out to say hello, when he saw Er Mazi from the village's head shoe store trotting in.

"Song Xiucai, are you done?" Er Mazi's already flesh-colored hemp face was full of smiles!

"Ermazi, how much money do you save?" Song Xing asked Hemp Zi to sit down and asked directly.

This is technical, directly ask Er Mazi if he is here to borrow money, that is not quite in line with his identity, if you ask him whether he is here to save money or borrow money, if this guy comes to say, he is here to ask for cloth shoes money, then Song Xing will pay people back.

But directly asking people how much money they save, it's different, not only makes people feel comfortable to listen to, but also has a lot of face, after all, Song Xing's voice is very loud, and the old and young masters in the courtyard can listen to it really.

Er Mazi has light on his face, and naturally he will not mention the money for cloth shoes!

When Song Xing asked this, he directly blocked Er Mazi's mouth for money, and also got the financial management business!

It's not that Song Xing can't afford to give money for cloth shoes, it's not that he doesn't want to give it, his plan is to end the month, because maybe there are still people who need him to sponsor cloth shoes.

"Hehe, no more, no less!" Er Mazi filled herself with a pot of tobacco, and then said proudly.

Hot tea, white flour steamed buns on the table!

Er Mazi walked to the door, closed half of the door, and then took out a few strings of copper coins from his arms!

Song Xingding took a look, good guy, he actually has eight yuan of money, it seems that the business of selling cloth shoes is good!

"Ermazi, your number, the only one in the village!" Do the sales of the word!

"Haha, where, where!" Er Mazi smoked a cigarette and said proudly, "Song Xiucai, I still need you to take care of this small business, but in the future, if you Song Xiucai sends to buy shoes, I will get a discount!" ”

Well, as soon as these words came out, Song Xing immediately knew that this guy had so much money for Mao and would do business!

"You are eight pieces of money, 2 cents of interest, the monthly profit is 160 Wen, I will send it to you on the first day of the new month!" After Song Xing finished speaking, he put pen to paper.

In less than half an hour, all the formalities were completed, Er Mazi held a white-flour steamed bun and a bag of salt in his hand, holding a cigarette pot, and swaggered out of the courtyard gate in the envious eyes of everyone.