In the afternoon, the sun gets a little hotter, but it's still much milder than in summer.

But as long as you don't stand in the sun stupidly, it's very cool, and sometimes some wind blows, and it's very comfortable.

After eating, Song Jiu said to sit down and get it for a while. Although Zhao Zhuang was a little anxious in his heart, he still patiently followed to rest for a while.

There are also some flowers drying in the yard, the fragrance of flowers is overflowing, sitting under the eaves blowing the wind, smelling the incense, drinking tea, chatting about the day is particularly comfortable.

made Zhao Zhuang, who was a little impatient in his heart, strangely calm down at this moment.

Thinking about it, it seems that he has not sat and chatted with people in a leisurely and calm manner for a long time like he is now.

Chatting and chatting, Song Jiu asked Zhao Zhuang if there was any suitable job or something, and recommended it.

"What's wrong? Not enough people? ”

"Hmm." Song Jiu nodded: "I want to find an honest person who is quick to look at the shop." ”

"You don't keep it by yourself?" Zhao Zhuang originally thought that Song Jiu would guard the shop by himself, but now he shouldn't have heard what he meant.

Sure enough, Song Yu shook his head and said that he was going to talk about business outside, and he might not be able to take care of the store for a while.

And Wange can't be too busy, because of this business in the past two days, she hasn't had much rest at home.

They can't help it now, everything came too suddenly, they can only worry about themselves for the time being, but they can't keep it like this.

Later, when the belly of the evening song is getting bigger and bigger, it is bound to rest more. And someone has to do the work in the shop, so he wants to recruit a small worker to do the rough work.

"Since you want to do it, you must go better, otherwise it will be like a child playing at home, it is better to rest as soon as possible, so as not to waste that effort and effort."

You have to get it better, otherwise the whole thing will not work, what are you doing! If you have that time to toss, it's better to rest at home and have energy.

Song Jiu took a sip of tea, smashed it, smashed it, it was not tea, it was the same as wine.

"You ......," Zhao Zhuang gave Song Jiu a thumbs up.

He admires Song Jiu very much, and he has courage.

It's not that a small family can save a few dozen taels, but there won't be anyone like Song Jiu who takes them all out to buy a shop to do business. Most of them are hidden and saved, either for their sons to marry their daughters-in-law, or they are used to saving money and saving money, and they will have something to do in the future.

As the saying goes, there are unforeseen circumstances in the sky, who would have thought that things would not be in the future.

Just like serving in conscription now, those who have everything in the family don't have to worry at all. And if you don't have it, you will find ways to make it up.

"How far are you guys now?"

Zhao Zhuang was thinking about it, when he suddenly heard Song Jiu ask him this, he was stunned for a moment, and then replied that he looked at the trees planted in the yard and took a sip of tea: "There is not much." ”

"These days, I sell some of the food at home, and I just keep enough to eat. In addition, she fished and sold it every day, and she dried some dried fish, plus what she had saved in the past, which was almost enough. Just hand it over, and there will be no more. ”

Song Jiu nodded: "That's still okay." ”

"It's okay!" Zhao Zhuang looked at the tree in the corner of the courtyard and took a sip of tea.

"She didn't have a good life with me for two days, and if I had that chance, I naturally wanted her to be less tired. Don't say what you want to buy, buy what, the next time you see the hairpin of dozens of yuan, people are willing to spend money and don't think about spending money at home. ”

Speaking of which, Zhao Zhuang felt quite sorry for Du Chun.

"It's only going to get better and better." Song Jiu patted him on the shoulder: "Come on, let's rest, let's start working." ”

said that Song Jiu got up and put the cup on the table next to him, rolled up his sleeves and prepared to dry. When Zhao Zhuang saw it, he also got up and put the cup.

The evening song in the stove room has been used up, and now it is ready to wait for the grease to cool down next to each other in a small porcelain jar, and after it is solidified, it will be put into the box.

When the stove was empty, they gave up the open stove outside. It's hot outside, and it's even hotter when the fire burns. It can be neat in the house, and it will be cooler.

This afternoon, the two of them nested in the stove room, and the fragrant smell of lo-lo never stopped.

Due to the relationship of time, Song Jiu did not give a demonstration, but only instructed Zhao Zhuang orally next to him, and taught him how to get it step by step.

For the first time, it's hard to guarantee that some things can't grasp that degree. It's like putting salt, the lo-mei is heavy, and the salt is slightly more, otherwise the taste won't be fragrant. But too much doesn't work, and people die.

The first time Zhao Zhuang got it, the salt was less, and the rest was fine.

Song Jiu tasted it and said let him practice two or three more times, and it would be right to get started. In addition, he also asked him to come early tomorrow morning, early, he will marinate the braised meat later, and let Zhao Zhuang sell it tomorrow morning.

Pick up a familiar one first, and then throw it all to him when he gets started.

"Okay, no problem."

Zhao Zhuang responded, then picked up the coat that he had taken off before, and told Song Jiu that he was going back.

"Then I won't leave you behind, slow down on the road." Song Jiu sent people to the door.

"What are you sending from the old man, go." Zhao Zhuang waved his hand and strode away, directly above his head, a large area of burning clouds burned next to him with the sun as the center, like clusters of red peonies, although not dazzling, but dazzling, people are amazing.

"Eh, what about Brother Zhao?" Wange woke up and came out of the house and found that Song Jiu was preparing dinner alone in the stove room.

"Just went back." Song Jiu was cutting the meat while answering the question of the evening song.

Wan Ge sat in front of the stove, guarded the fire inside and asked Song Jiu why he didn't leave anyone for dinner, and that's it

I have to eat before leaving.

"He also seemed to want to go back at the time, but I guess he was still a little worried about his family, so I didn't stay." Song Yu was cutting the vegetables with a bang, and his technique was as sophisticated as if he had been in the restaurant for a long time: "We are not outsiders anymore, don't fix those empty things, eat, there will be a time in the future." ”

He understands the meaning of the evening song, but there is really no need to fix those polite words. In the past few years, everyone knows what they are doing!

Wan Ge thought for a while: "Okay, you just have a number in your heart." ”

"Well, burn the fire hot, I'm going to stir-fry."

"Okay."

It's fun here, and it's the same on the other side.

Zhao Zhuang hurried back, just as Du Chun had finished the meal. She thought that Zhao Zhuang should not come back to eat, after all, the sun had set, and it would be dark in a while, and no one had come back at this time, and Bacheng ate at their place in the evening song.

As soon as she brought the food to the table, the people returned.

"Have you eaten?"

"Nope!" Zhao Zhuang was so hot that he almost ran back in order to catch up with this meal, looking at this sweaty head, it was the same as what he had fished out of the water.

Du Chun hurriedly gave him a basin of cold water for him to wipe it: "Why didn't you come back after eating?" ”

"That's embarrassing." Zhao Zhuang lowered his head and poured water on his face, not to mention how refreshing the cold water was on his face: "Besides, you are still waiting for me to come back for dinner at home, can I eat there." ”

"Come on, you!" Du Chun laughed, threw a dry face towel to him, turned around and went into the stove room to add an extra bowl of rice, and brought out the hot dishes in the pot by the way.

I felt that it was a matter of time that Zhao Zhuang would not come back for dinner, but it was another matter whether she would leave it for others.

If one person didn't eat, and she didn't do his or leave anyone behind, wouldn't she come back hungry?

You see, it's not like people don't eat now.

During the meal, Zhao Zhuang briefly told Du Chun about what he was doing today, and then mentioned that Ming'er was going to go to the town earlier to help Song Jiu sell braised meat.

"Are you still fishing these days?"

"No more fighting." Zhao Zhuang was a little hungry, his mouth was stuffed with rice, and his words made Du Chun a little inaudible.

Seeing this, Zhao Zhuang hurriedly swallowed the food in his mouth: "I won't fish for a while, and it just so happens that you will rest for two days." These days have tired you, we have almost saved up the silver, and with Song Jiu and their help, there is no need to be as urgent and anxious as before. While these two days are not too busy, you hurry up and rest. ”

If Song Jiu didn't throw the shop to them, he wouldn't be idle.

Du Chun nodded and said she knew.

"By the way, Liu Fang came to me today to make a knock. I'm thinking in my heart, Brother Song, they found us to partner in business, and when they go back, they will know if they will ......" Du Chun didn't finish speaking, but Zhao Zhuang understood what he meant.

"Don't worry about this, we're all doing well, and it's not the same to find anyone."

Du Chun glanced at him: "You know a fart." ”

She was worried that some people in the village were chewing their tongues in front of people, and that after listening to too many things, she would inevitably have some other ideas. That brother is fighting for money, and that is everywhere.

After all, who can't get along with silver.

Zhao Zhuang is a tendon, how could he think of this. Even if you tell him, he thinks you're cranky all day long.

"Forget it, let's talk about it then!" Maybe it's not as bad as I thought, after all, several families do play well, and they don't distinguish each other on weekdays.

However, sometimes relationships between people are really fragile and cannot withstand the test.

At the beginning, there was nothing to do, but Zhao Zhuang went to help Song Jiu sell it for a few days, and someone in the village went to take care of Song Jiu's business, and when he saw it, he was immediately puzzled, so he chatted with Zhao Zhuang for a few words.

When I went back to eat, I suddenly remembered this, so I told my family as a joke, saying that this Zhao Hanzi was stepping on Song Jiu's boat and eating well!

Women, how can there be no gossip, how can there be a reason not to share this gossip.

After I learned that Zhao Zhuang and Song Jiu partnered to sell braised meat, people went out for a stroll in the afternoon, and they said when they saw people.

Oh good guy, one spread ten, ten spread hundreds, and it didn't take long for many people in the village to know. When it reached Liu Fang's ears, it was no longer a secret?