Early the next morning, the beans were distributed, the water was poured, the drawer cloth was covered, the curtain was covered, wrapped, and the quilt was wrapped, and Song Qingyuan went to the town.

There are very few pedestrians in the town, the weather is cold, and everyone doesn't like to go outside.

Song Qingyuan rarely went out of the house, and rarely came to the town.

This time I came to Jinxiu Cloth Village to see how soap and soap are selling.

At this time, there were no guests in the splendid cloth village, and it seemed a little deserted.

"Aunt Zhao!" Song Qingyuan shouted.

"Hey! Come on! Aunt Zhao's enthusiastic voice came out.

As soon as the curtain of the hall was lifted, "Miss Song, you came so early today!" Aunt Zhao smiled.

"Woke up early today!" Song Qingyuan Road.

In fact, she chose this point on purpose because there are few people.

"How's business lately?" Song Qingyuan asked.

"Not bad!" Aunt Zhao's face was happy, "There are few people who come out to turn around in winter, but as the end of the year approaches, the number of people who buy things has increased." ”

"It's a good thing for merchants." Song Qingyuan continued.

"That's it!" Aunt Zhao nodded in agreement and took out an account from behind the counter.

He said, "All 200 pieces of soap have been sold, and 426 pieces of soap have been sold." ”

"Calculate the whole number, how about twenty-six yuan for the next settlement?" Aunt Zhao asked.

"Okay!" Song Qingyuan nodded, the whole number is easy to calculate, and a large handful of copper plates are tired on his back.

After Aunt Zhao got Song Qingyuan's consent, she continued, "Fifty yuan of soap, two hundred yuan is ten taels, twenty yuan of soap is one piece, and four hundred yuan is eight taels. ”

Aunt Zhao took out eighteen taels of silver and handed it to Song Qingyuan.

Song Qingyuan put the money into his crossbody bag, and then signed his name in the account book to prove that he had received the money.

"Miss Song, when will the next batch of soap be made?" Aunt Zhao was a little anxious, one less thing, one less of her achievements.

Each piece of soap can be paid five cents, but soap can be worth ten cents.

Just these two, in a month, she can also have an income of two or three taels.

Two or three is not much for finding the eldest lady, but this is for nothing, who doesn't want it.

Song Qingyuan shook his head, "There is a shortage of materials to make soap, I'm afraid it will take a long time." ”

There are no petals at this time, and if you want petals, you will have to wait after the beginning of spring next year at the earliest, or even longer.

Moreover, it takes time to make soap, which will be delayed for twenty days, so the soap will not be able to come out for a while.

"Miss Song, look at the style of the crossbody bag...... Aunt Zhao looked at Song Qingyuan expectantly.

The last time I sold crossbody bags, Aunt Zhao made a lot of money, and I always remember it in my heart.

Every time Song Qingyuan came, Aunt Zhao mentioned it once.

This is also the reason why Song Qingyuan doesn't like to come here.

"I can't think of anything good for the time being...... Song Qingyuan refused.

She is not short of money now, and she doesn't plan to sell the style of the bag in her head, and she can't sell it at a high price.

As for cooperation? Aunt Zhao's financial, material, and personal resources are not enough, and she is not Song Qingyuan's ideal partner at all.

For this part, Song Qingyuan has other plans, but it is not convenient to implement it now.

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

Before leaving Qingshi Town, Song Qingyuan went to the pork shop again and bought 200 catties of plate oil, which was delivered by Butcher Zhang.

There are still more than 300 pieces of soap left in the splendid cloth village, which can only be sold for about a month, and these 200 catties of plate oil are about 1,600 yuan, which can support for several months.

It just so happened that Song Qingmo and Song Qingrong's jujube cake business was also shelved because of a lack of raw materials.

Song Qingyuan still remembers that the two of them were still doing something to save money a few days ago.

So, I planned to give the soap-making work to the two of them.

When Song Qingyuan made soap before, the two of them also helped, and they also knew the specific process.

However, Song Qingrong and Song Qingmo are not the people who are not right-minded, and Song Qingyuan is also at ease with the two.

Inside the courtyard of the Song family.

"Five hundred wen per person, how about it?" Song Qingyuan told Song Qingrong and Song Qingmo about making soap.

"No way!" Song Qingmo shook her head resolutely, "This is too much......"

"Yuan'er ......" Song Qingrong came over and grabbed Song Qingyuan's hand, "We have nothing to do for a while, we will help you make soap, and we don't want wages." ”

"It's all a family, you've helped us a lot, we can't ask for wages."

"That's right! We don't want to be paid. Song Qingmo looked up with a firm face.

"Since you don't want to be paid, then I can only do it myself......" Song Qingyuan turned around and wanted to leave.

"This ......" and "This ......" The two sisters glanced at each other.

"Yuan'er, we'll do it for you." Two people.

"Five hundred wen for one person!" Song Qingyuan emphasized, "If you accept it, I will ask you for help, if you don't accept it, I will come by myself." ”

"Sister Rong'er, Mo'er, I know what you think, but I also have my own thoughts." Song Qingyuan looked serious.

"If I make soap for my own use, I won't give you money...... Song Qingyuan paused, "But now, I'm selling it to make money, so I can't let you help for free." ”

Song Qingyuan has her own principles for doing things, she likes to be clear in everything, squeezing the labor of the two sisters to enrich her own pockets, she will not do such an act.

"But you also helped us with the jujube cake, if it weren't for you, we wouldn't have been able to save ......private money," Song Qingmo muttered.

Every time they help Song Qingyuan do something, they collect money, and they don't want to go away.

"One yard to one yard, I just had an idea. If I do it for you every day, you will have to share my money. Song Qingyuan said.

Song Qingrong and Song Qingmo glanced at each other, silent, and Song Qingyuan didn't speak, and for a while, it fell silent.

After a moment, Song Qingrong raised her head and said, "Five hundred wen is too much, you just find a coolie outside, and it's not worth the money." ”

"So, let's do fifty wen for each person, can we do the same as before?" Song Qingrong asked.

"This ......" Song Qingyuan hesitated, she actually wanted the two sisters to earn a fortune.

The relationship between the three of them has always been good, and if they can make money, they will take them with them.

Even......

"One hundred wen...... Song Qingyuan said, "This time the amount is relatively large, and I can't put it in my house if I make it, and I have to put it in your house." ”

"It's okay! Let's let it go, our house is big. Song Qingmo interjected.

Song Qingrong and Song Qingmo's rooms are separate, unlike Song Qingyuan, which was merged with the rooms of the Li family and Song Chengyi.

In the end, the three agreed that Song Qingyuan would hire two people to complete the soap making at a price of 100 wen per person.

As for the firewood needed to boil the oil, on the premise that the dried vegetables earned so much money, the Song family naturally had no one to account.

This time the amount was relatively large, and the two were busy all day.

The boiled oil shuttle was put for two days, and Zhou was ready to make dumplings.

Sauerkraut, dumplings stuffed with oil shuttle.

Ye stirred the filling, and Li's noodles were kneaded.

Roll them into a piece of agent and prepare to roll them into dumpling wrappers.

"Milk, my eldest aunt is back......" Shiro ran in and shouted.