Among the four, the short boy with a very bad head is named Lin Muran. He was only sixteen years old, and he was a young proprietor in the cloth business. The family's cloth business is all over the ****, the clan family in the capital has to enter the palace every quarter to tailor the nobles, and the southern branch will send darts every year to send silk tribute to the capital.

The boy with long hair and a fan who loves stinky beauty is named Liu Changqing, and he has opened several liquor shops and restaurants in Dongshi, and it is said that the meals of the Jiaofang Division are also provided by his family.

The last taciturn Du Yin opened a hotel, and also did some land deeds and slave trading by the way.

The father of these three people, together with Boss Mei, who opened a pawnshop and a dart bureau, joined forces to monopolize the four industries of clothing, food, housing and transportation in Yuncheng.

But even if it is allowed to open a store in Yuncheng, with such a giant, it is not so easy to survive in the cracks.

Aunt Mei, the proprietress of this Mei Xiang Pavilion, is the cousin of Boss Mei, if there is no brother to cover her, Aunt Mei is not suitable for opening a shop on such a street with a cheerful personality that can't hide her heart.

Don and Aunt Rou Mei had a great conversation.

She allowed them to leave their baggage in the store, saving them from carrying so many things back and forth between the county and the village, and suggested that if she wanted to do business in the county for a long time, it would be better to find a chase shop to live in, so as to save the money and time of the car to and fro.

She also reminded the three little guys that as the New Year approached, the city's homeless thieves were rampant, but they must be optimistic about their purses.

Tang Yourou knew that this Aunt Mei was enthusiastic and outgoing, but she didn't expect that after chatting with her for a few words, she would be considerate like this.

It may be that she is blessed and loved.

Thank you again and again.

Seeing that there was still some time, she took Tang Youniang and Tang Douer to walk around the street more, and by the way, she reviewed whether there was anything that was not good enough today.

"It's a dream! Sister, did we really earn more than 20 taels of silver? Just in one day? Tang Youniang took a deep breath and held her sister's hand tightly.

Tang Yourou shrugged his shoulders and smiled very calmly: "It's only twenty taels." ”

In her previous life, although she was the daughter of a medical family, she also ran away from home during the rebellious period because she was angry that her family could not cure her sister's illness. In terms of self-made and self-care ability, she is not inferior at all.

And she has even seen millions of them, let alone just twenty taels?

You must know that these twenty taels can only repair a quarter of the house, and no one knows what variables there will be tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. What should I do if I leave a Jing Gongzi and come to other gangsters?

She held the rough hands of the young lady and Dou'er, and only felt that the palms of the two children were full of calluses.

My younger siblings have been doing farm work on weekdays, and they are not in the mood to clean up after themselves. In the past, in the cold winter, the young lady had chilblains on her hands, and she was still helping her mother rub hemp. Dou'er too, this whole autumn, when the adults were busy in the fields, he was rubbing straw ropes in the yard.

It's just too bitter.

Tang and Rou suddenly had an idea: "How long does it take for the two of you to make a cloth?" ”

Tang Youniang replied: "I can make three pieces in about an hour." ”

Tang Dou'er shook his head: "Dou'er's hands are too small, and it takes two hours to make one." But I can help my sister rub the straw rope, and I can rub a lot. ”

Sure enough, it's just inefficient labor.

Tang Yourou touched the heavy copper coins in his purse and came to the middle of the West Market.

"Selling steamed buns, delicious big meat buns! Do you want to eat steamed buns? ”

The uncle who sells steamed buns is still shouting, but the sun is about to go down, and there are not many passers-by on the streets. The busy farming has passed, and many people have cut down on food and clothing to prepare supplies for the winter, and even fewer people come to eat steamed buns.

Last time, she was angry with the boss for judging people by their appearance, so she casually talked nonsense, and this morning she heard the boss say that she was still hoarding flour, and she was a little unhappy.

"Boss, here are seven buns."

"You ......" The boss snorted angrily when he saw that it was Tang and Rou, turned around and ignored them, and continued to shout at other passers-by.

Tang Yourou took out the money for ten buns: "This is also the money for the buns from last time, you have collected them together." ”

The owner of the bun stall took the money, his face improved slightly, wrapped three large meat buns with lotus leaves, and handed them to her, but he still didn't say a word.

Tang Yourou glanced at the buns that were still in the steamer and asked, "Boss, how many buns can you prepare in a day?" ”

The owner of the bun stall was irritable: "You still want to lie to me?!" ”

Tang and Rou smiled and said, "Let's join forces to do business." ”

……

The second day of the pitcher game.

Tang and Rou brought all the remaining sundries in the broken house, even if they couldn't send them out, they could be placed in Aunt Mei's Meixiang Pavilion.

Because of the spread of the news that Jing Gongzi threw the pot all yesterday, the whole process was crowded, and they all crowded to the door of the rouge gouache shop in Nanshi.

I heard that Jing Gongzi is not in good health, and he can put in ten sticks so easily, as long as they work hard, they will definitely be able to get this gouache!

There were several more pots on the stall, and there were many more skewers. Tang Douer was naughty and flexible, and swept the skewer to herself with a long target and transported it to the corner. Tang Youniang counted the skewers and handed them over, if she saw someone who had played several times and was a familiar face, she would give more skewers.

It's all Tang and Judo.

Tang and Rou were responsible for collecting the money.

In this way, the division of labor between the three people is clear, and the profit and speed of the pot throwing game can be improved.

Of course, that's not all.

"I'm! I only hit two! "A big man has already spent a few taels of silver in front of the stall, which is comparable to the price of buying a box of gouache directly. But this one only put two sticks, so angry that he threw the prize grass grasshopper to the ground and stepped on it a few times.

"Guest officer, you still have two big meat buns! Please take it! Tang Yourou wrapped two buns in lotus leaves, handed them to him, and shouted loudly.

"What? I didn't buy buns! The big man took the bun suspiciously.

The owner of the steamed bun shop shouted: "If you want to take it, you can take it, this is the Sunshine Award, and there are old customers who play pitching pots!" ”

"What? The sun is shining? Inexplicable...... the big man scratched his head, turned around and left the stall, but opened the lotus leaf and lowered his head and snorted and ate, "It's not hot, it's delicious!" ”

The owner of the steamed bun shop shouted: "That's, my steamed buns are the most delicious!" ”

The big man heard it from afar, turned around and gave the boss a thumbs up.

When the people around saw it, they all giggled.

Tang Yorou was in a happy mood and turned around to hand the prize to the next guest.

Today, the young owners of the Jing Gongzi and the prosperous trading house did not come to patronize, but the shopkeeper of the wine shop next door saw people gathered here and sent men to inquire about the information.

Tang and Rou generously said all the rules and did not hide their selfishness.

It's still the same sentence, she will say it when asked. Because even if they don't ask, probably tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, someone will start to imitate it, and end up making the city full of pot throwing games.

In the afternoon, a master came up from the stall, it is said that he was a fisherman, and when he stabbed the fish underwater, he played four tricks, and he won the tangram, Luban lock, Lingyi and empty bamboo.

The fisherman still thought that Tang and Rou would pay their debts, but they didn't expect Tang and Rou to excitedly give him the prize and encourage him to come often.

"This little girl is a cheerful person, and she will make a lot of money in the future!"

"That is, Miss Rou's stall depends on the pitcher and water bottle, and what you hit is what you hit, and it is not bad at all. I heard that Jing Gongzi won more than a dozen boxes of gouache yesterday, but she didn't close the stall! ”

Don and Rou kept smiling gracefully.

She almost wanted to close the stall yesterday, isn't that a few rich sons not letting her......

"There are buns to eat in the pot! Mother, I want to eat steamed buns! ”

"If you want to eat steamed buns and buy them for you, why do you have to vote for them?"

"I want honey too!"

A mother and son passed by the stall, and the child heard that there was honey and steamed buns, and he was so hungry that he dragged his mother to throw the pot.