"Yuan'er ......" Old Man Song put the money bag on the coffee table, "There are thirty taels here, of which twenty taels are the money for yesterday's banquet......"

"Not necessarily enough...... In the case of Gongzhong, the master can only pay twenty taels, and the rest is your own ......," Old Man Song explained.

These thirty taels were borrowed from the Zhou family because he was good at talking, and he said that if he was good, the wheat harvest would be returned.

"The remaining ten taels are the medicine expenses of Dalang......"

At the beginning, Da Lang contracted the cold, Song Chengli, San Lang not only gave Da Lang a doctor with the silver he brought, but also used the silver given by Song Qingyuan.

This money can't be given by Song Qingyuan, but it has to be given by the public.

Looking at the money bag on the coffee table, Song Qingyuan pursed his lips, lowered his head, thought for a moment, opened the money bag, and took out ten taels of it, "Master, I accepted Brother Lang's medicine fee." ”

"The money for the banquet ......" Song Qingyuan pondered with his chin on his chin, "I can't take ......"

"Yuan'er......" Old Man Song called.

"Master, listen to my explanation first,......" Song Qingyuan took his hand down and said, "The congratulatory gift received yesterday has entered the account of the second room, and some of the things have been sent to the third brother's room." ”

"What's more, there were a lot of people who came yesterday, all of them were friends I made with my second brother, and I also had friends with my father, and these favors all needed a second room to pay back......"

"So ......" Song Qingyuan groaned slightly, the congratulatory gift was not given to the public middle school, and the silver for the banquet would not be the turn of the public middle school.

If the congratulatory gift is given to the public middle school, who will leave the favor in the future?

Chen Sanjin's son is about to get married, and with the congratulatory gift sent by Chen Sanjin, he must at least follow five taels of silver, and he can't get five taels of silver in the case of Gongzhong.

Besides, Chen Sanjin's congratulatory gift has already entered the second room.

Old Man Song nodded slightly, he understood what Song Qingyuan meant, "You will receive the gift, the silver will be, and you will leave the favor in the future, the favor of the second room, the second room will go by yourself, and if you have dealings with our family, our family will go together." ”

The old man had the heart to make up for it, and Song Qingyuan was unwilling to refuse the old man's kindness, "Okay! So be it......"

Song Qingyuan took out two taels from the money bag again, "I'll take these two taels...... It's the banquet money from the master, and after a while, I will transfer the gifts from the village and the clan to the public middle school......"

"Ertael, this ......" Old Man Song thought to himself, I'm afraid that Erliang is not even a fraction of it.

"Master, I have calculated yesterday's expenses, it is only six taels in total, if you think two taels are less, I will take another tael." As he spoke, Song Qingyuan took out a tael of silver from the money bag.

"Six taels? How can it be? Old Man Song looked at it suspiciously.

Although he is not often in the town, he also roughly knows the prices in the town, and he naturally lives in such a big restaurant, and he will definitely not be able to get down without a few dozen taels.

Besides, yesterday's dishes were all hard dishes.

"I have my share in nature...... ...... with Lu Mingxuan" Song Qingyuan explained that she had told the old lady about this and had never told Old Man Song.

Old Man Song vaguely knew that he was still shocked when he heard Song Qingyuan say it himself.

knew that Song Qingyuan and Lu Mingxuan were good, but they didn't expect the two of them to be so good that they would open a restaurant together.

Qiang calmed down, "Yuan'er, the restaurant is not yours alone, and the restaurant also has to make money...... After a day of closure, the loss of the restaurant ......"

Song Qingyuan smiled slightly, "Master, I am friends with Lu Mingxuan, and he won't bother with me." ”

If she had to calculate, Lu Mingxuan would be unhappy.

"This, hey......" Old Man Song sighed, "It's up to you......"

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

After eating, after making up for sleep, Old Man Song called Song Qingyuan and San Lang into the upper room again to discuss the matter of thanking the teacher.

"This book ......" Old Man Song opened it cautiously, "It is very precious, not something that silver can buy......

frowned, Old Man Song made a difficulty, this thank-you gift can't be bad.

But there are too many, and the public middle school can't take ......

"You two think this is ......," Old Man Song asked for the opinions of the two of them.

Saburo also felt embarrassed.

Song Qingyuan said, "Master, Mr. Yue Lin's gift, the precious place is not his price, but the ...... of his heart."

"I think we will prepare as usual...... "In the past, students would prepare a thank you ceremony for their husbands when they got fame, which was a common rule.

Song Qingyuan's meaning is to prepare as usual.

"This ...... Not so good! Old Man Song hesitated, what he meant at the beginning was to prepare a gift as usual, but as soon as Mr. Yue Lin's congratulatory gift came out, their thank-you gift could not be too thin.

Old Man Song was worried.

"Master, I mean thank you as usual, and then we will prepare some thoughtful gifts and add them to ......," Song Qingyuan explained.

"A thoughtful gift? Yuan'er, what do you think? Old Man Song asked.

"I have some ideas!" Song Qingyuan smiled slightly and hugged Zhou's arm, "I have to ask my grandmother for help." ”

"What do you want me to do with an old woman?" The Zhou family allowed Song Qingyuan to get close.

"Of course, I want my grandmother to help me do embroidery, our village, our town, who has good milk skills......" Song Qingyuan gave a thumbs up and praised matter-of-factly.

"Humph!" Zhou's nose snorted and said angrily, "You will ignore me!" "The granddaughter deliberately praised her, how could she not hear that her embroidery work was good, but it was not the best in the town.

"Embroidery what?" Zhou asked directly.

Song Qingyuan said, "Bamboo! ”

Gift-giving is just a matter of giving to one's liking.

As early as when Mr. Yue Lin sent the books, Song Qingyuan had an idea in his heart.

She plans to send a semi-circular green bamboo picture screen.

She still remembers that Mr. Yue Lin borrowed Lu Mingxuan's bamboo soap to play with, but refused to return it, and Mr. Yue Lin's courtyard deliberately raised cold-resistant bamboo.

You must know that there is no bamboo here in Yulin County, and it must be transported from other places, which shows that Mr. Yue Lin also prefers bamboo.

Perhaps, and plum blossoms.

"Milk, can you embroider double-sided embroidery?" Song Qingyuan asked.

She is going to make a circular embroidery frame that she likes to rotate and inlay it on the table screen. In this way, the pattern on both sides of the embroidery will be the same, and it will be more beautiful.

"Double-sided embroidery?" Zhou was puzzled, "What is double-sided embroidery?" ”

Song Qingyuan didn't know much about embroidery, but he had heard of it, and tried to explain, "It's that the pattern on both sides of the embroidery is the same, and the stitches are hidden, regardless of the front and back......"

"That's the case......" Zhou understood, she used to only care about the pattern on one side, and the double-sided embroidery was to take care of both sides.

"Embroidery can be embroidered, but it is troublesome, and the embroidery is slow ......," Zhou said.

"It's okay, embroider slowly!" Song Qingyuan took out the painted bamboo picture, "Milk, just embroider according to this picture." The size is according to six inches. ”

The screen is placed in front of the desk, and the green bamboo picture is only one of the corners, which is not easy to be too big.

Zhou took the pattern and looked at it, "This is simple, and it can be embroidered in two days." ”

"Hmm!" Song Qingyuan nodded and thanked him, "Trouble milk......"

In exchange, Zhou slashed hard.

Song Qingyuan smiled.

Saburo smiled.

Old Man Song also laughed, how good this scene of harmony between ancestors and grandchildren is.

It turns out that Yuan'er has already had an idea...... "This granddaughter really doesn't need him to worry about everything." I want to talk about "Splendid Pastoral: Small Landlords of Farmers" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~