Song Fusheng only brought a high butcher and a cow shopkeeper this time.

Needless to say, the high butcher and the cattle shopkeeper used to sell meat and wine, and they were both traders, and they could be carefully understood when calculating accounts.

The rest, all brought out are half-size.

This time, only ten cars were launched, and there were a lot of boys brought out, so I took so many boys because the things I bought when I came back were too heavy and worried that they couldn't push them.

There are a lot of people now, and there is an advantage, when you go, you don't need Song Fusheng's cart, and there are enough people.

Their group set off early, carrying bags across the bridge, carrying trolleys, and there was some movement along the way, but they didn't meet many people in the village, and they didn't even get up.

Song Fusheng was also worried in vain, he was afraid that everyone would be upright, and if the people of Renjia Village talked to them, they would not be stunned and poke people's lungs like cannons.

Not necessarily, right? Laugh on your face and hate in your heart, don't leave people with a handle, and then talk back and accuse them of holding together when they come, and they can't do anything.

What's more, we haven't been in contact with the people in the village.

To be reasonable, maybe it's different from that one. Can the villagers know one, and the people in the village are not difficult for them, it is friendship to reach out to help, it is normal not to reach out, and those who complain can't say anything to people. What effect can complaining and complaining have in addition to making people laugh behind their backs?

Therefore, Song Fusheng specially instructed that if you meet someone on the way out of the village, if they are curious to come over and talk to you, they should squeak when they say hello to someone.

But didn't come across.

Song Fusheng only remembered to tell this after crossing the bridge, so naturally he didn't tell those people in the family.

How could he have guessed that his wife only fetched water, and across the river, she almost pinched her waist and scolded the people in the river, and Peiying also came with a bucket and stopped her.

It's not a big deal, after Song Fusheng and the others left, more than half an hour later, there were many women who carried basins to the river to wash their clothes.

But in the eyes of Mrs. Ma and other old ladies, the people on the other side of the strait did not come to wash clothes at all.

Something is wrong? Early in the morning, the weather is cold, the water is cold, and there are ice skates floating by the river, so these people come to wash their clothes? You don't have a well? When no one has washed it, it's cold and you have to wait for the sun to come out at noon.

It's just a three-five-one string to see the excitement.

You see, you see, some people don't even have a mallet or a basin for washing, they just stand by the river and pretend to be looking.

With prejudice in my heart: the people in this village don't have a good heart.

Mrs. Ma and the others ripped people's houses, smashed buckets, and were not angry and water-fetching.

The women and old ladies on the other side looked at it, "Oh, you have made your cow nature like you are asking for rice and flowers, and you live across the river where we are not rare, and the newcomers dare to rip us off and want to make food."

Across the river, the gang also used their eyes as weapons, none of them were good at stubble, and they also used their eyes to rip around.

The two-faced person has obvious meaning in his eyes:

What do you see?

Look at you.

You.

Just look at the.

You? You guys!

Mrs. Ma was angry.

Mrs. Wang said, "Look at it, there's a fat girl there who is smacking at us." ”

Qian Peiying hurriedly put down the bucket and stepped forward to stop: "Aunt Wang, aren't you foolish, across such a wide river, how can you see that people are tsk." ”

"It's tsk, I'm just tsk."

"No, I mean let's go back quickly, the fat girl and her father are not here, we can't quarrel, the day before, it's all gone, okay? Take a walk. ”

Qian Peiying took the lead in carrying the bucket and left first, and shouted to the children when she left: "Mi Shou, call my brothers and sisters, our family is gone, and we won't fish for sand." Come, aunt carries you, let's save some effort. ”

Alas, she forgot, she couldn't take anything out of the space, Mi Shou's hungry little belly gurgled, and she asked her over and over when her uncle would come back? The key is that the old Song people haven't reached the town yet, when will they get the food back?

Mrs. Ma is too, her stomach is full of thin soup, her hungry chest is close to her back, and she is afraid that she will not be able to breathe when she quarrels.

Hearing what the third daughter-in-law said, she also followed.

People, you have to have surplus food at home, and you have enough food and drink to have the strength to fight with people. When you are full, the momentum is different when you go to that station.

"Well, let's go."

The old ladies all hung their heads, carrying buckets and basins in the direction of the thatched hut.

Behind them, across the river, there was the sound of chirping laughter, and some unreal chatter.

Song Fusheng also knew that his family was hungry enough to choke and was anxious.

Especially if you go up the mountain to cut wood, you may not be able to carry the big tree down the mountain when you are full, let alone drink some thin soup.

So he went all the way, instructing the eldest brother of the eldest brother's family all the way, as well as the son of the Song Fugui family, Erfu, so that the two of them could remember each other.

said that when they arrived in the town later, they would first unload the pine nuts from their carts, and then buy grain, and let them bring the boys all the way back, so that everyone could eat first.

After delivering the food, there is no need to go back to the town, just choose a place near the thatched hut and burn charcoal.

On the way, Song Fusheng not only instructed the boys to remember, but also walked hurriedly, and his daughter was more than 100 meters ahead of others, and hurried to meet for a small meeting.

"You just said that you will be credited?"

"Yes, Dad, don't remember, it's just a mess of spending money to make money, it's not a long-term plan."

Song Fusheng felt that it made sense.

Right now, their group, who fled from the famine before, the first batch of seven families, it is estimated that there is still some silver left in their hands, such as the high butcher who is pushing the cart not far behind him, the old butcher, and he still has some silver in his hand.

And like Song Fugui, there is no silver left.

It's really not going to work in the long run, you can't always let people take it upside down, they have to manage like a production team.

"Girl, then you see if it's okay for your father to arrange it like this. The more than 40 taels of silver they had scraped together before will be put aside for a while, and then they will discuss it later, which is another matter. Let's just say that the money earned by selling pine nuts and mushrooms, for example, in the end, it was all sold, and there were 100 taels of silver, which is considered public money. ”

"Yes, public money."

"Then one hundred taels, let's say spend eighty taels to buy food and other necessities, let's eat a big pot of rice."

Song Fuling added: "Big pot rice, we must learn the lessons of history, we can't eat as much as we want, and sooner or later we will be poor." Still like now, to ration it, I finally understand my milk, alas. ”

"En, and then like our family's good conditions, it is allowed to open a small stove after eating a big pot of rice, or directly open a small stove, this is a matter of your own willingness."

"Yes, Dad, our family must open a small stove, or I won't be able to stand it. You can also tell everyone that if you earn centimeters in the future, if you have more centimeters, give them the silver money after calculating it, and count the silver money in half a year, or it is difficult at the beginning, everyone is tight, and the silver money will be counted in three months. After calculating, if they have rich money, they can eat whatever they want, and buy whatever they want. ”

Song Fusheng squinted: "You can set the centimeters, how many centimeters everyone takes every day, this has to be carefully pondered." It's been a long time, can you be lazy if you do more and do less? ”

"So, Dad, you have to implement not only the production team, but also the company law. A board of supervisors may be established. Ten days of evaluation, poor performance down the centimeter, there are special contributions can be upgraded, to mobilize the enthusiasm of everyone, proud of the ten centimeters. ”

The more they talked, the more speculative they became.

The two of them don't study it, and the final exchange of centimeters requires continuous project income generation, and everyone keeps working in the process of generating income, and finally gives the starting money according to the centimeters each person gets, and the income-generating project is the focus.

Song Fusheng, Song Fuling: That's not a problem.

I didn't feel tired, it was mainly because of the chatter of the two of them, and the gang arrived in town.