"Yuan'er, what are you buying" As soon as Song Qingyuan entered the door, Li ran over, looking at it with squinting eyes.

"This is sugar," Li exclaimed, "This is expensive, what are you buying so much for?"

"Make things." Song Qingyuan said casually.

"Use this old to make things."

Shiro also ran over and hugged Song Qingyuan, "Sister, where is my sugar cube?"

"To" Song Qingyuan handed Shiro the candy cube wrapped in straw paper, which she had promised before.

"Yuan'er, we've washed this hawthorn, and the ti has gone, you see" Li rubbed his hands and looked at Song Qingyuan.

Song Qingyuan walked to the front of a basket of hawthorns, flipped over, and indeed cleaned them all, and also went to the pedicle, it seems that the task she left behind,

Li did a good job, and he didn't fool her.

Song Qingyuan nodded secretly and handed over five cents.

"Why are you just five words" Li pouted in disgust, a little less.

"A basket of five wen, a lot, when you wash out all these hawthorns, there will be thirty wen." Song Qingyuan said.

Because they went late, some of the hawthorns were picked by the villagers, and they only picked six baskets back.

"Third brother, this is yours." Song Qingyuan took out another five pennies and handed it to San Lang.

Help wash the hawthorn, go to the pedicle, and Saburo also has a share.

"I don't want to" Saburo shook his head, "You're my sister, it's right to help you, I can't ask for your money." ”

"Third brother, everyone has a share, I can't let you help in vain." Song Qingyuan stuffed the money into San Lang's hand.

"Then, then give it to my mother" Saburo handed the money to the Li family.

Li quickly put it into his pocket and looked at San Lang happily, "It's still my son."

Song Qingyuan rolled his eyes, forget it, give it to the Li family, give it to the Li family.

Carrying the hawthorn that Li and the others had handled, Song Qingyuan entered the kitchen.

"Hey, Yuan'er, when will the remaining baskets be washed?" asked Li Shi after the shares.

"Wait for two days," Song Qingyuan shouted.

"Oh, that's the garden, what else is there, just look for your mother, your mother will definitely do it for you." Li slapped the copper plate in his pocket, and it made a noise.

Song Qingyuan poked his head out, "Mother, there is really one thing I want to ask you." ”

"Mother, why don't you please." Li grinned, "If you have money, you can do it"

"Heh" Song Qingyuan sneered, her mother is easy to support, as long as she has money, she can be obedient.

"There's money to give you runway fees." Song Qingyuan took out a few pennies, "You go to Granny Zheng, Aunt Wu, Uncle Lao Gen" Song Qingyuan said a series of names.

"You go to the houses of these people I just mentioned and ask, who has time, make some small baskets, and I'll take them."

"One penny and four collections are the kind I asked my grandmother to make up."

"The small basket pattern I drew before was put under my pillow by me, you can go and find it." Song Qingyuan explained.

As soon as Song Qingyuan said, Li Shi understood, "Okay, this matter is up to me." ”

When Song Qingyuan talked to Wang that day, she was also Cheng present.

Li Shi turned away, paused, turned his head and asked, "Yuan'er, can my mother also make a difference." ”

"Like your grandmother, I will collect four for one penny and sell it to you for three pennies." Li looked expectantly.

Song Qingyuan stretched out his hand, "Pay me back the runway money, I'll find someone else." ”

"Don't," Li smiled wryly, "My mother won't make the difference, my mother will go now." ”

After Li finished speaking, he trotted all the way into the house, muttering continuously, "If you turn your elbow outward, others can make the difference, but your own mother can't make a little money."

After entering the back room, turning over the pillow, and holding the drawings, the Li family went to the houses that Song Qingyuan explained.

Song Qingyuan cleaned the pot, lit a fire, put the hawthorn into the pot, added water, covered the pot, and boiled over low heat.

After boiling for about an hour, lift the lid of the pot, mash the hawthorn, put the white sugar in it, add a little less water, and then boil.

When the water is almost boiled and the hawthorn has become jam, take out a wooden shovel and put it evenly into the wooden mold.

"Sister, what's this, isn't it delicious?" Shiro tiǎn) pursed his lips and looked at it with a blank eye.

Song Qingyuan picked up the spoon, dug out a small piece of it, and put it in Shiro's mouth, "You taste it, is it delicious?"

Shiro chirped, "Delicious, sweet." ”

"Sister, give me another bite." Shiro said pitifully.

Another spoonful was sent into Shiro's mouth.

"Sister, I still want to eat" Shiro tugged at Song Qingyuan's sleeve.

Spoonful after spoonful, "It's delicious, it's delicious" Shiro couldn't close his mouth with joy.

"Okay, don't eat it," Song Qingyuan withdrew the spoon, "I'll give it to you when it's done." ”

After speaking, Song Qingyuan moved the mold back to the room and waited for it to be fixed.

Put it overnight, the next day the hawthorn will be fixed, become a hawthorn cake, and then dehydrated, it is a hawthorn roll, and then dry and add, it is a hawthorn slice.

Song Qingyuan put a small bowl of hawthorn cake into the upper room.

"Brother Da Lang is also here" Song Qingyuan saw Da Lang sitting next to him and smiled, turned his head and said, "This is the hawthorn cake I made, you can taste it." ”

"It's expensive, I see you put a lot of candy."

Yesterday, Song Qingyuan bought candy and came back, obviously Zhou also saw it.

Pick up the spoon, scoop out a small piece and put it in your mouth, "Sweet and sour, don't say it, it still tastes." ”

"How much money are you going to sell for so much sugar, can you still make money" Zhou looked at Song Qingyuan worriedly.

"It's okay, I'm sure I'll earn it back." Song Qingyuan said with a smile, "You eat more, hawthorn is appetizing, I see that your appetite is not very good in the past two days."

"Just look carefully" Zhou took another bite, put it in his mouth, tasted it carefully, and then took another bite.

"I've got a lot of them there, I'll bring you some later." Song Qingyuan said with a smile.

"Don't" Zhou hurriedly refused, pouting, "I'll just taste it, I'm not my mother's glutton." ”

"You better keep it for the money, don't give this to that," Zhou said, raising his eyelids.

Song Qingyuan smiled but did not speak.

It's okay for a family to try it.

Da Lang saw that the grandparents and grandchildren were talking happily here, and couldn't help but interject, "What I said"

Rubbing his palms repeatedly, Da Lang looked at Zhou with some eagerness.

"Da Lang" Zhou put down the bowl and frowned, "Didn't I just give you two taels a few days ago, why do you still need money?"

Zhou crossed his legs, "Our family's money is not blown by the wind." ”

"Although your father made a post office, the post station is notoriously without oil and water, and the monthly price has only risen by one or two."

"If you want to spend like this, no matter how rich people are, they can't afford you."

Zhou Shi looked at Da Lang with a stern expression.

Da Lang's ears turned red, and he explained in a low voice, "The two taels before bought pen, ink and paper, my brush has been used for a long time, so I changed one, and I also ran out of ink, so I bought a new one." ”

"I also bought some rice paper, I want to make an article, and the paper and ink are expensive during this time."

"This time I asked for silver because of the previous county test questions that were passed down from the county."

"Two taels of silver a piece."

Da Lang raised his head, "I'm going to take the scientific examination next year, and look at the previous exam questions that will help me in the scientific examination. ”

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