"Yuan'er, come in and ......"

Early in the morning, Song Qingyuan had just put flowers on the small basket he received today, and when he got home, he was called into the upper room by Zhou.

"Milk, what's the matter?" Song Qingyuan walked to the side of the kang and sat down.

"Today you go to town and sell the eggs you have saved these days." Zhou pointed to the eggs placed on the edge of the kang and ordered.

"Don't sell it cheaply for a penny." Zhou instructed.

Song Qingyuan looked at the basket of eggs and estimated that there were more than thirty.

"Don't worry about milk, you won't lose money." Song Qingyuan smiled confidently.

Zhou nodded, she was still relieved of this little girl's errands.

Age, although a little younger, but the basket has been selling very well these days.

I paid the money for digging my mother-in-law twice in succession, plus the money from selling the small basket, which was dozens of yuan.

In this regard, Zhou is quite satisfied.

In her heart, Song Qingyuan is a person who can do things.

Zhou thought about it, opened the box of the kang head again, and took out the embroidery work he had done these days, "You can also take these to the town to hand in." ”

"When you go to the embroidery workshop, the price is good, and when you mention the Zhou family in Songjia Village, they will know who it is."

"Okay, I'll ......"

"Mother!" Without waiting for Song Qingyuan to respond, Sun hurriedly shouted.

Sensing that he was too eager, Sun sorted out the emotions on his face, squeezed out a smile, and said gently, "Mother, Yuan'er is only nine years old. ”

"I usually sell a small basket, but it's okay to sell an egg."

"Embroidery, we still have to come."

"After all, we have been taking this embroidery job for a long time, and if she messes up, it will not be good." Sun said softly, looking at Song Qingyuan and smiling, he didn't see any malice at all, he was all worried about the junior.

When Zhou heard this, he said, "Then let Yuan'er sell eggs, and you should sell the embroidery." ”

"Hey! I'll go in a minute. Sun responded with a smile.

Song Qingyuan raised his eyebrows, revealing a faint smile.

Doesn't matter! When who loves to run errands yes.

............

When it came to the day of the market, Qingshi Town was lively again.

Pedestrians carrying baskets on their backs, baskets, and shoulders abound.

The sound of selling and bargaining is endless.

"Yuan'er, can we sell these old sachets?" Song Qingmo looked at the basket that the three sisters were carrying, frowning worriedly.

"Yes!" Song Qingyuan smiled confidently.

"How do you know that's so sure?" Song Qingmo raised her eyebrows.

"Don't worry, I've got a trick." Song Qingyuan winked mysteriously at Song Qingmo and Song Qingrong.

"Pretend to be mysterious!" Song Qingmo pouted and snorted secretly. It's also a secret from her, it's really annoying!

"Sister, do you still have meat buns to eat today?" Song Qingyuan's professional little follower Shiro, carrying a small basket of eggs, looked at Song Qingyuan expectantly.

The small eyes that narrowed into a slit were full of yearning.

Song Qingyuan stretched out his hand and twisted Shiro's chubby face, "You've been eating meat buns for several days." ”

"If you eat it again, you'll get fatter and fatter."

A few days ago, Shiro followed Song Qingyuan to sell flower baskets, and he was rewarded with a meat bun every day.

Even if Song Qingyuan later gave the flower basket to Erlang, he didn't sell the flower basket himself. Shiro can also rely on the money he earns as a small bag foreman to eat meat buns.

It can be said that Shiro's food is quite good in the Song family.

"Sister! My mother said that it is better to be fat, so that you can be blessed. Shiro's chubby face wrinkled into buns.

He didn't understand, obviously everyone in the village liked their own children to be fat, why did his sister want to lose weight.

No, in the past few days, his sister has lost weight.

In his mother's words, the blessings are gone.

Shiro shook his head, his sister was getting more and more incomprehensible.

Song Qingyuan looked at Shiro's appearance and smiled, "You are the most blessed, our family counts you to eat well." ”

A few people walked all the way with laughter and laughter, and after talking, they arrived at Qingshi Town.

Go inside on the main road in Bluestone Town, walk to the middle and turn right.

There is a street with a wide road, and every five and ten seams, everyone comes here to set up stalls.

By this time, many stalls on both sides of the street were already occupied.

A few people found a relatively spacious lot.

Putting down the back basket, Song Qingyuan, Song Qingrong, and Song Qingmo took out the sachet inside.

Hook the colored rope on the sachet with your fingers, and hook several on one finger.

Each of the three had ten fingers hanging full, and Shiro squatted beside him, guarding the egg basket.

"Sell sachets, sell sachets to ......" Song Qingyuan's crisp voice sounded high.

"Buy sachets, medium eggs ......"

"Auntie, let's buy a sachet, buy a sachet and you may get an egg!"

"Selling sachets...... Aromatic sachet ......"

"Selling sachets...... Sachets to repel mosquito bites......."

"Selling sachets...... Refreshment sachets...... When you are tired of reading and smelling it, you will immediately come to the spirit and buy one for the people at home. ”

Song Qingrong looked at Song Qingyuan and shouted loudly, and her delicate little face turned red.

opened his mouth, and a low, subtle voice in his throat, "Selling sachets......"

Compared with Song Qingrong's shyness, Song Qingmo can't control it so much, seeing Song Qingyuan's shouting, she also opened her mouth to come.

"Selling sachets...... Come and buy sachets! ”

"Sell sachets, eggs!" Although she still doesn't quite understand how the sachet can have anything to do with eggs.

Since Song Qingyuan shouted like that, she also followed.

In the past few days, she has had a lot of contact with Song Qingyuan, especially after Song Qingyuan was able to sell the small basket made by her father every day, she had a convincing mood towards Song Qingyuan.

I saw my sisters shouting energetically.

Shiro also shouted, and a small child's voice came out, "Sell sachets...... Selling sachets ......"

It didn't take long for someone to gather around, and there was always no shortage of people, both now and in ancient times.

"Why are these sachets sold?" Finally someone started asking about the price.

Song Qingyuan immediately smiled and introduced, "This kind of coarse cloth without a pattern is two pennies a piece." ”

"A coarse cloth with a pattern of three cents."

"The muslin cloth is embroidered, so it's five cents a piece."

"Ten pennies for silk."

"And the sachets we sell here are not only fragrant, but also mosquito-proof, and refreshing."

"Uncle, buy a fragrant type and go back, you can give it to the aunt, it's weird and fragrant." Song Qingyuan enthusiastically recommended it.

"Buy an insect repellent type and put it next to your pillow when you sleep, so you don't have to worry about being bitten by mosquitoes anymore."

"There are a lot of mosquitoes in the summer." Song Qingyuan sighed with deep feelings, and she was deeply affected.

"Buy a refreshing one and go back to my son to use, and ask when you are tired of studying, and get twice the result with half the effort."

Song Qingyuan smiled slightly, "And if you're lucky, you can win the lottery!" ”

"Winning the lottery? What's going on? The person next to him asked puzzled.

The onlookers also listened with their ears pricked up, and they couldn't understand what it meant to win the lottery.