Song Fuling said the biggest problem.

"Milk, you didn't see me bake a cake this morning, you don't know, our oven can only bake this big cake at a time. After baking a pot, you can put another piece in it. Do you know how long it takes to bake a piece? ”

"How long?"

"Half an hour." This is an ancient saying.

To follow the modern time algorithm is, more than an hour. It has to be that she has an egg beating artifact, and the egg whites will be finished in a while. She is still a journeyman, and on average, it takes about an hour and a half to preheat the oven with a pot of firewood.

If you beat the egg whites by hand, you will be tired to death, and the time will be longer.

"How long does it take?"

"So what do you think, I got up in the middle of the night today, and I only baked a few pieces in total? When we left, what time was it? You think back, you remember. So, milk, it's only twelve hours a day, we took over 23 pots of work, and most of the hour is one pot, don't I need to eat and sleep? ”

Mrs. Ma swallowed, she really didn't expect this. The main thing is that it takes so long to bake a pot of cake, which is unexpected.

Song Fuling saw that her grandmother was silent, and she was afraid that the old lady would be upset, so she comforted: "However, since we have taken all the 23 pots, let's grit our teeth and do it." Thanks to me, I said that the delivery will start the day after tomorrow. Milk, let's hurry back now, so that every time we supply can have an extra day for us to prepare in advance, every time it's like this, we can't grit our teeth and hold on. ”

However, Song Fuling misunderstood, the old lady didn't say anything just now, but she wasn't stumped, and she didn't bother at all, she couldn't be happy when she was happy, what was the trouble.

Mrs. Ma looked left and right, and suddenly dragged her granddaughter away, and without saying a word, she just left.

If you turn left and right, Song Fuling is confused, and she hurriedly memorizes the route, afraid that she will not be able to find the main road later.

"Milk, what are you going to do?"

In a very remote and dead-end place, Mrs. Ma stopped.

After confirming that there should be no one here, and no one can notice here, Mrs. Ma stared at her granddaughter, gritted her teeth, and began to take money out of the waist of her cotton pants.

Broken silver, copper coins, click is to take out.

Song Fuling stepped forward to stop it, but she didn't stop it.

Song Fuling said while holding back: "I guess, you brought all the money out, and you said that what you took it for, it was not too heavy to tie it all to your body." ”

The old lady said: "If you don't take it out, you don't even have a kang cabinet at home, it's empty, and you can see it thoroughly at a glance." The cellar is also missing, and with a large group of us, anyone can go into the cellar to get food. ”

As she spoke, she hid from her granddaughter and took out all the money she had in her belongings, and the old lady said why there was this:

"Come, fat girl, take the money first. Milk, I'm confused again, I don't understand how much money we can make by selling those cakes every day, you just chant in my ear ten times or eight times, it's useless, I don't understand. Right now, I want to figure out how much I can earn in a day. ”

Song Fuling: "......"

Didn't you just talk about the lack of ovens? Why did grandma turn back to the topic of how much money she earns a day.

However, she can understand her grandmother's anxiety if she doesn't understand the account.

You know, can you make sense? Grandma has passed most of her life, and she can't get much money in touch all year round, and she pays taxes directly to food.

It is estimated that it can be understood at one time within a few hundred texts, and if there are more, it is a little more complicated, even if it can't be accounted for. When it comes to cost, sum, and net profit, you have to take multiplication and division in the middle.

I understand, I understand, what grandma means is to let her take the real money and play it again.

Song Fuling began to act, first counted 96 copper plates and put them in Mrs. Ma's hand: "Milk, this is the money that can be sold for one pot, don't we sell 23 pots a day?" I'll give you another 22 pots, you wait for me to count. ”

I was very reluctant to give another 22 pots of silver money: "Milk, remember, the money in your hand now is what you have to collect after delivering the cake every day, which is the total money of our 23 pots." ”

"En," the old lady understood this time, rest assured, not a single copper plate will be less, "then our capital, remove our capital?" ”

"Don't worry." Song Fuling continued: "I have one more thing to tell you here. I was just waiting for you outside the Manchun Courtyard, and I suddenly remembered something, we can't calculate the cost according to 40 Wen, we have to pay 45 Wen, grandma. ”

"Why?"

"Because we took advantage of the public, the oil paper we used to bake those pots of cakes today is my father's, that is, our guys, I didn't ask my father to buy oil paper yesterday, I forgot.

Don't underestimate this oil paper money, I don't plan to buy too bad paper, I can't ask for a strange smell when I get close, and then give people a bad stomach, people can't look for us.

And at the end of the day, we will use a lot of oiled paper. This money is the capital, it has to be removed, right? In addition, we have to buy the best pure brewed vinegar, I make cakes and noodles, I need to pour a little, this is all Ben.

Plus some others, do food, there will always be bad ones, in short, I plan to spread it evenly into the cost of each pot, rather more than less, it has to be calculated as a cost of 45 Wen. ”

The old lady waved her hand: "Don't you have 45 Wen, didn't you say before that you should receive 96 Wen for a pot?" You come at the cost of 46 wen in one pot, don't miss that one or two wen. ”

"Huh? , you're pretty generous. ”

"Don't grind your teeth, come on, you take Ben quickly."

Song Fuling began to withdraw money from the old lady's arms, and took away 23 times and 46 texts, "Well, this time the account is understood, right?" What you have in your hands is what we earn every day, and it belongs to the kind we spend, and what I have in my hands is the capital. ”

Mrs. Ma couldn't care about anything, and began to count, and her eyes lit up after counting.

I can have one or two dollars and fifty dollars left a day. Net surplus, net surplus. It all went to her and her little granddaughter.

That month down, that is?

Don't talk fat, this account, milk will be counted, more than 30 taels of silver.

"Fat girl, you are talking, more than thirty taels of silver, we two four or six points, how much milk should we get?"

Song Fuling was speechless, and just told her to shut up: "If you send goods for thirty days in a row, only you, conservatively estimated, can get more than thirteen taels of silver." ”

Just send so many days, and you will earn more than thirteen taels?

Thirteen taels, thirteen taels, Mrs. Ma thought:

Most of her life has passed, and in her hands, she only had to add a few acres of land to her family back then, and San'er secretly gave her silver money for her to buy, but at that time, she had so much silver money in her hands.

And before it was overnight, it was handed over to the person who sold the land.

Mrs. Ma's eyes stared directly at Song Fuling, but her mind became clearer and clearer.

She had an intuition, an intuition that she had never had before:

If she misses this time, she will be in this life, until she closes her eyes, and that's it.

But she never wants to live like she used to live, and she never wants to live like she used to live.

Even if she and her little granddaughter only worked for three months until the beginning of spring, the restaurant teahouse Qinglou was tired of eating their grandchildren's drumming cakes, and she made a net profit of more than a dozen taels a month, she could save enough forty or fifty taels of silver.

The little granddaughter was able to save some decent dowry.

In the future, the little granddaughter will bring more money to marry, so that her in-laws will not deceive her. I have my own money, and I have money in my hand, and I will not be aggrieved at any time.

Then, their grandparents and grandchildren will not toss in vain.

"Milk?" Song Fuling was a little frightened by her grandmother's gaze.

Mrs. Ma came back to her senses, completely thought about it, and was going to do it.

The first thing was to confiscate all the silver money in Song Fuling's hand, give her this bit of silver copper plate and stuff it back into the waist of her pants, and suddenly grabbed Song Fuling's hand and said, "Go, go with the milk." ”

"What are we going to do?"

At the mouth of the small alley, Mrs. Ma's firm voice was left, and she said:

"A pot of cake has to be baked for more than half an hour.

There are only twelve hours in a day.

At the end of the day, you have to bake dozens of pots, so you really don't have to sleep.

Can milk keep you from sleeping? That must not exhaust my granddaughter to death.

Milk will take you to buy bricks, buy green bricks.

We don't even want to break the mud bricks this time, don't delay the collapse one day. Another one saves you from talking nonsense with everyone, and you have to occupy their earthen kiln and let them help burn the mud bricks, which costs that.

Let's use green bricks and build a few more ovens.

Ten or eight of them, you mix more noodles at a time, just like I steam dry food, you mix more noodles.

After ten or eight ovens are baked together, you can rest for two hours a day. ”