Song Qingyuan stood up under the surprised gazes of Old Man Song and her father.

Compared with her father and her father's surprise, the rest of the Song family was much calmer.

It seems that he has become accustomed to Song Qingyuan to arrange.

"First of all, our Song family's straw hats will be sold in the town and county tomorrow at the same time." Song Qingyuan's crisp voice sounded.

"Qingshi Town, that is, this town, is in charge of the third uncle's family."

"Zhangjiazhen handed over to the second brother."

"Qingyang Town, Uncle and Brother Lang are in charge."

"Dad and third brother are in charge of Qinghe Town."

"My mother and I are in charge of the county."

"Milk, auntie, Sister Lian'er will stay at home with Shiro, and if there are braids, let them wait."

"If you are willing to leave the braids, we will pay for them afterwards, and if you don't want to, we will take the braids back."

"Our Song family doesn't force it."

"Whoever has objections, can now say." Song Qingyuan asked lightly.

"Sister!" Shiro raised his chubby hand, "I don't want to stay at home, I'm going to go to the county with you." ”

Song Qingyuan frowned, "You're still too young!" ”

"I can follow my mother, and I can also help you sell." Shiro looked at Song Qingyuan with a pleading face.

"I promise I won't run around."

"Mother, help me talk about it!" Shiro pulled Li and pleaded.

"Yuan'er, why don't you let your brother follow." Li said hesitantly.

Song Qingyuan thought about it, nodded, and admonished, "That's okay, but you have to be obedient and don't run around." ”

Shiro is so small, it's hard to find it if he gets lost in the county.

"Mm-hmm, I'm definitely not running around." Shiro's chubby head lit vigorously.

"Yuan'er......" Da Lang hesitated, "I'm a scholar...... Sell something...... I'm afraid it's not good. ”

Da Lang looked at Song Qingyuan in embarrassment.

Song Qingyuan, "......" heheda.

"Brother Da Lang, don't you eat, don't drink water, and don't eat fireworks in the world?" Song Qingyuan stared at Da Lang.

"Don't sell things to make money, take what for you to study, and what for you to take the imperial examination."

"There's land at home......" Da Lang muttered in a low voice.

"Brother Da Lang, there is land in the family, but there are fifteen people in our family."

"In order to save money for you for the imperial examination, my third brother will not be able to study next year."

"My grandmother is still doing embroidery work day and night at such an age, and the eldest aunt, Sister Lian'er, and even the injured third aunt are all sewing straw hats day and night."

"It's just to make more money for this family and give you out."

"But what about you now, when it's time for Humu, you can't even sell something, it's a shame to be a scholar."

"Do you want your mother, and your sister to be in the boudoir, to show up and earn money for you!"

"Brother Da Lang, as the eldest grandson of the Song family, are you ashamed!"

"Can you take up your responsibilities as a man?" Song Qingyuan looked at Da Lang condemningly.

Don't think that if you are a scholar, you are extremely noble, without the contribution of your family, where will he get the books to read.

Song Qingyuan snorted secretly, what is a scholar, there are many scholars everywhere in the 21st century.

We're not used to your stinky temper.

"I'm ......" Da Lang buried his head deeply with red eyes.

He felt uncomfortable, some couldn't let go of his reserve, and some were embarrassed.

Dad! ! His sister!

"I ...... I ......" Da Lang clenched his hand, loosened and gripped, shook and loosened.

"That's it!" Old Man Song knocked on the kang table.

swept Song Qingyuan's gaze, and a fierce color flashed.

Song Qingyuan pouted quietly, but the old man was still eccentric.

She said that his eldest grandson, the old man was not in his mind.

Song Qingyuan retreated to the side of the kang and sat down beside Zhou.

Zhou patted Song Qingyuan's hand soothingly, and glared at Old Man Song.

He turned his head to Da Lang and said, "Your father is still a child, don't you also work at the post station to make money to support your family!" ”

What's more! The last sentence Zhou didn't say, but the meaning in his eyes was obvious.

Da Lang's pleading gaze swept towards Sun and Song Qinglian.

Sun and Song Qinglian turned their heads in unison.

Da Lang lowered his head again in disappointment, damn, why didn't his sister help him......

Old Man Song looked at Da Lang's expression and sighed secretly, "Da Lang, tomorrow you will go to sell straw hats with your father." ”

"You're not too young, it's time to exercise, don't rely on your family for everything."

His eldest grandson was grown up by him, what kind of character, how could he not know.

"The eldest daughter-in-law and Lian'er will stay at home and do housework." Old Man Song commanded.

The third daughter-in-law still needs to be taken care of, and if the eldest daughter-in-law is not left, do you want the Zhou family to serve?

"Okay, Dad!" Sun nodded, she was a smart person, and she immediately understood what Old Man Song meant.

"Master, I also want to go to Qingyang Town." Song Qinglian said.

"What are you going to do! Your brother and your father can go, you don't need so many people. Zhou said.

"Mother~" Song Qinglian pulled Sun's cuffs and whispered.

Sun patted Song Qinglian's hand, looked at Zhou and said, "Mother, let Lian'er follow." ”

"Xianggong and Da Lang are both men, it is inevitable to be careless and negligent in selling things, and it is good to have Lian'er by her side." Sun persuaded softly.

"If you love it, you can go!" Zhou glanced at it,

With permission, Song Qinglian smiled happily.

"Yuan'er, can you and your mother do it in the county?" Old Man Song frowned, the county is so big, two women, and a small baby in Shiro, I'm afraid it's not safe.

Although he is in the county, he can't leave the post station.

"It's okay, sir!" Song Qingyuan said with a smile and turned his head to Erlang, "Second brother, lend me two people." ”

"Okay! Tomorrow morning I will call the pillar and the little plug to you. The second brother stretched his legs and responded cheerfully.

Old Man Song glanced at Erlang, this kid followed his father, and he had a lot of friends from the three religions and nine streams.

But there are two thugs following, so it's safe.

"Do you still have any objections to the location of the sale?" Song Qingyuan's crisp voice rang out again.

"If there are no objections, I'll talk about the pricing of the straw hats."

"Our straw hats, the starting price is seven yuan, eight, nine, ten, or more, everyone sets it according to the style."

"No matter how much you sell, you will only hand it over to your family at seven cents." After Song Qingyuan finished speaking, he looked at Zhou.

Zhou nodded in agreement in front of everyone.

This was discussed between her and Song Qingyuan before.

Song Qingyuan continued, "You can organize your own people to sell it. ”

"You can also wholesale to the merchant at the price of seven cents a piece."

It's just that the money you get in this way has to be handed over to the family, and you don't have to earn it.

"You can also follow the example I used to sell sachets and have a prize sale."

"In short, use your brains, recruit yourself to think, and sell it."

"Now everyone counts and comes to get straw hats."

"Sell as much as you can, and strive not to pressure the goods." Song Qingyuan emphasized.

Song Qingyuan's voice lagged behind, and he waited for a long time, but he was silent.

"Second brother, tell me first, how many straw hats do you plan to sell?" Song Qingyuan ordered Erlang first.

"Bring me three hundred." Erlang waved his hand and shouted brightly.

He has many brothers, and within two or three days, it is not a problem to sell 300 of them.

"My sons are all three hundred, and I can't show weakness, I also have three hundred." Song Chengyi smiled and then said.

Three hundred were sold, and he could keep a lot.

Song Chengzhong looked at Da Lang and wanted to discuss it with him.

Da Lang shrunk his neck, "Dad, you decide." ”

"Then let's take three hundred, too. Da Lang's uncle's house is in Qingyang Town, and he can help sell it together. Song Chengzhong said.

"Third uncle, what about you?"