Chapter Twenty-Nine: Good Calculation (Seeking Collection)
Tang Wuliu saw that Xiu Liu was obviously nervous, and tried to squeeze out a smile and said, "Sixth Master, this is all saved by frugality, only 850 Wenyuan!" β
Honest man, no one wants to be remembered by the ruffian of Hugh Liu.
"Uncle Tang, you don't care about the sixth son, drink tea!" Song Xing brought the teacup to Tang Wuliu.
Ruffians are all such virtuous, they like to jump forward in everything, and they have to shake their majesty from time to time, so that honest people don't forget his ""!
Six sons! When Tang Wuliu heard Song Xing say this, his heart was a lot more stable, thinking that this scholar could actually hold the ruffian, this is really a long time to see!
Hot tea, white flour steamed buns, and salt are served!
However, the salt is wrapped in paper, and Coco hasn't had time to sew the bag of salt yet!
Make a note, press the handprint, and continue the same business process!
Song Xing sighed in his heart, the era of no competition is cool, if there are so many soft contracts in the future, it is estimated that it is not difficult to build a big house in a first-tier city, well, it must still be a school district house!
"Uncle Tang, you save 850 yuan, 17 yuan a monthγγγγγγ no matter how many customers there are, the basic business literacy is still a must, and finally explained, Tang Wuliu came out of the house with salt and steamed buns, and the people queuing outside were envious.
Some people even regret that they can't even run away from a cripple? Where did they get the news from the "big horn" Ma Erhu that there is not much salt, save it early and take it early, but if it is late, it is the same!
I have to say that this Ma Erhu is really a salesman, if it weren't for him, there would definitely not be so many people to save money and work in the fields all day long, which is really condescending!
"Next γγγ," Huliu continued.
"It's coming!"
A quarter of an hour later, Hugh's voice rang out again!
"Next γγγγ"
"Next γγγγγ"
More and more people gathered in the courtyard, and some of them were purely here to join in the fun, such as Forrest Gump in the crowd!
Da Lao Li and Ma Sanhu also came back, the two squatted in the corner and smoked good tobacco, attracting several smokers to "rub" second-hand smoke, and the old Deng Tou, who had already gone back, also joined the "showing off wealth" team with a cigarette pot in his mouth, and deliberately knocked a few cigarette ashes at the feet of Da Lao Li, in order to express the injustice of "humiliation" suffered by rubbing cigarettes on the ground!
In the slightly crowded crowd, Song Ping's father and son were impressively listed, watching everyone deposit money to Song Xing, their eyes were full of jealousy and anger.
Jealous that this poor and sour talent had actually become a celebrity in the village, many villagers were grateful to Song Xing, and were angry why they didn't take the two acres of dry land for themselves, otherwise, it would be their father and son who were angry at this time.
Well, no, the virtue of their third grandfather, even if they really dig out a lot of money, at most it is to eat and wear to raise a grade, and show off in the village, there will definitely be no such thing as Song Xing, benefiting the township, that is impossible!
"Dad, why don't we save some money too!" Song Xian smacked his lips and was the first to speak, he really couldn't stand the temptation of white-faced steamed buns.
"What to save, just him, maybe he robbed the bandits that day, and your daughter-in-law will not marry?" Song Ping looked at the few people smoking in the corner, and he was also yearning for it, but he didn't believe Song Xing, who grew up watching it since he was a child, he didn't have much interest in the past few days, and he was almost killed by his two sons, and now he has the ability to keep the money?
Song Chao looked at the white-faced steamed buns, and kept calculating in his heart, "Dad, I have seen that the salt can be worth 30 yuan, and in addition to adding two steamed buns, this is 32 yuan, let's save 10 yuan, wouldn't we make 22 yuan immediately!" β
Nima, the Song Dynasty was really witty by himself!
"Okay, okay, I have 10 yuan here, you will save it later, remember not to eat the steamed buns, take them back, and we will eat them together in the evening!" Song Ping also admired his son's cleverness, took out 10 yuan of private money from his arms and handed it to Song Dynasty, and then went to the wall to "rub" second-hand smoke.
A series of customers, more than a dozen, seeing that there were no queues outside, Song Xing was able to take a breath, this just picked up the teacup and took a sip, he saw Song Chao walking in, and couldn't help frowning, he knows very well what kind of character this cousin has, he can't wait to dig a hole to hide if he has a copper plate, where will he come to manage money!
"What are you going to do?" Song Xing asked very unhappily and continued to drink tea.
"The sixth master is also here, nerd, of course I'm here to save money!" Song Chao first said hello to Xiu Liu with a flattering smile, then turned his head to look at Coco, and waited for Coco to come over with tea and white-flour steamed buns, but this little girl seemed to have forgotten, and looked at Song Xing in a daze.
Song Xingzheng gave Coco a look, which meant that she didn't bring tea and white-flour steamed buns, but it took a lot of effort for Coco to understand, indeed, she didn't have a little bit of a good impression of the Song Dynasty who often bullied them, and she was just preparing to serve hot tea steamed buns just now, which was just an inertial action!
"Of course the sixth master is here, what, don't you allow it?" It's rare to have a majestic opportunity on the sixth day, so naturally I won't let it go.
"That's, that's, the sixth master came to the nerd here to give him face, hehe!" Song Chao said with a smile, his eyes staring at Coco.
"Well, Coco, have you forgotten something?" I haven't moved for a long time, so I'm reminding!
However, Coco turned a deaf ear, which made the Song Dynasty a little embarrassed.
"I'm here to save money!" The Song Dynasty deliberately raised his voice so that everyone could pay attention to the house and let everyone watch, so he didn't believe that Coco would not serve steamed buns.
The money saved in the yard has not left yet, although it is said that it is the farming season, but it is also coming to an end, everyone is not as busy as before, this is finally all together, naturally want to fart and chat, by the Song Dynasty such a voice, everyone immediately stretched their necks to look inside, if it wasn't for the rest of the six, it is estimated that they would have to squeeze in to see the excitement.
"Oh? How much money do you save? Song Xing put down the teacup, wiped his mouth, and then asked.
"I'll save 10 cents!" Song Chao roared loudly, took out the 10 eldest sons who had been prepared from his arms and sprinkled them on the table, quite angry, and said in his heart, now it's time to serve me hot tea and white flour steamed buns!
"Poofγγγ 10 Wen, ahahahahaha!" Xiu Liu just took a sip of tea, and when he heard the word 10 Wen, he couldn't help but squirt out a sip of tea directly, impartially, and sprayed it on Song Chao's face, and then laughed, and the iron ball in his laughing hand fell to the ground.
Everyone outside the door was also laughing, originally talking inside, not necessarily heard outside, but in order to attract everyone's attention, the Song Dynasty directly shouted, and now everyone listened to it really.
Queuing for half a day, "justifiably" saving 10 yuan, in the entire Yangjiagou, it is what the Song Dynasty can do!
"Song Dynasty, you are too good, the salt sent by people is more than 10 Wen, you are really a good account, who did you learn this, did you learn it from your father?"