"Yuan'er, we sold it for so much money!" Song Qingmo excitedly dragged Song Qingyuan and jumped happily.

"yes!" Song Qingyuan also smiled, and turned the shoulder bag upside down, and the copper plate inside rattled.

"How much did it sell? I can't even count it. Song Qingrong's little face flushed with excitement.

This is the first time they have made money themselves.

"Hundreds of texts." Song Qingyuan estimated it.

In fact, she didn't count specifically, but when she came, she counted the number of sachets, a total of one hundred and eighty-five.

It took about six or seven days to embroider.

The first two packs of rags had long been used up, and she went to buy four more packs of rags, as well as some embroidery threads and colored ropes.

Embroidered so much today, it's not bad, Song Qingyuan said secretly.

"Sister, with so much money, can we eat better?" Shiro looked expectantly.

"What do you want to eat?" Song Qingyuan asked.

"I want to eat wonton stew." Shiro shouted.

Licking his lips, he had wanted to eat wonton stew for a long time.

However, the wonton stew is a little expensive, so I don't know if my sister will agree, Shiro's little eyes narrowed, and he looked at Song Qingyuan expectantly and worriedly.

"Okay, I'll give you wonton stew today." Song Qingyuan nodded happily.

"What about the two of you?" Song Qingyuan turned his head to look at Song Qingrong and Song Qingmo.

"Let's not ......," Song Qingrong shook her head again and again.

"Sister, I'm hungry all morning......" Song Qingmo tugged at Song Qingrong's sleeve.

"Gollum...... Gollum ......" Song Qingrong's stomach screamed, and Song Qingrong was embarrassed to turn her head.

"Then let's eat a steamed bun." Song Qingrong whispered.

Just made some money, she was reluctant to spend it, although the money was not hers.

Song Qingmo pouted, looking unhappy.

Song Qingyuan saw it and hurriedly said, "None of us eat steamed buns today." ”

"We all eat wontons." Song Qingyuan made a decision directly.

"Wonton stew is too expensive...... Song Qingrong muttered.

"It's okay...... We'll earn it again in the future. Song Qingyuan comforted.

Song Qingrong thought about it, and it was right, they could make more sachets in the future, and they could sell them for a lot of money.

Thinking so, Song Qingrong smiled lightly.

Song Qingyuan naturally didn't know Song Qingrong's thoughts, she never thought of making a fortune from sachets.

And according to her estimates, it may not be long before the sachets will be flooded.

Smart people are everywhere.

It is a matter of time before a sachet is made out of rag heads.

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

"Sister, here, here's a location."

I entered a stew shop selling wontons, and the shop was full of people.

In the last corner, the guy was cleaning up the table, and Shiro immediately ran over on his short legs, sat on the stool, and took his place first.

"What do you want to eat?" The guy was a little surprised that the guests who came in were so young.

However, he still introduced responsibly, "My family has noodles, wonton stew, cakes, and soup." ”

"How do you sell wontons?" Song Qingyuan asked.

"Wonton stew for ten cents a bowl." Dude said.

"Bring us four bowls of wontons."

"Okay!" The guy responded, shouting, "Four bowls of wonton stew!" ”

"Wait a minute!" Song Qingyuan stopped the guy who turned around and wanted to leave.

He took the basket of eggs, "There are five eggs in here, help me break them into poached eggs and put them in the wonton stew." ”

"Okay!" The guy responded cheerfully, and it didn't bother anyway.

"Yuan'er, how do you ...... eggs" is too extravagant, Song Qingrong frowned.

"Anyway, it's left, otherwise it's going to have to be sold, it's a waste of time." Song Qingyuan said casually.

It's noon, it's weirdly hot, for five eggs, basking in the sun, it's not worth it.

Besides, she wasn't white in the first place, she was tanning, and she was even darker.

It's best to get a hat to wear, Song Qingyuan thought secretly.

It stands to reason that the note they made corresponds to the number of eggs, and there are no eggs left.

However, who let them meet a broad boy who is stupid and has a lot of money.

Kuo Gongzi said that the eggs in the house were tired of eating, and they couldn't spare their hands to take them.

So don't do it, give it to whoever wants it.

The five eggs ended up cheapening them.

It's so capricious to be rich!

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

After a long time, several people were grumbling with hunger, and the man brought the wonton stew.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"There are so many people in the store today." The guy apologized to a few people with an apologetic face.

Seeing the guy like this, Song Qingyuan was really embarrassed to say anything.

The man put the four bowls of wonton stew on the table, and Shiro immediately stood up.

Hands reach for the wonton stew with two poached eggs, "I want to ......"

Before the words fell, he looked up and saw that Song Qingyuan was looking at him.

Shiro shrank his neck, and the hand holding the bowl immediately changed direction and put it in front of Song Qingyuan, "This is for sister." ”

He picked up another bowl and put it in front of him, "I want a poached egg." ”

Song Qingyuan looked at Shiro like this and smiled secretly.

This bear kid has finally made some progress in the past few days, but it's still not right.

Song Qingyuan said, "Sister Rong'er is the biggest in this, you should give this bowl to Sister Rong'er." ”

As he spoke, Song Qingyuan brought the bowl to Song Qingrong, and took the wonton stew with only one poached egg.

"I don't want ...... I can't eat two, one is fine. Song Qingrong's voice was thin, she shook her head again and again, and wanted to hand the bowl back.

In the past, when the family was good, she didn't have a time to eat two eggs in one meal.

To be exact, there are very few eggs to eat in the three rooms.

Two eggs were blessed......

"Sister Rong'er, you are the biggest in this, you should eat it." Song Qingyuan picked up his bowl and refused to exchange it with Song Qingrong.

Song Qingrong looked at Song Qingmo again, and Song Qingmo hurriedly shook her head, "I'll have one enough." ”

Song Qingrong turned to Shiro, Shiro wanted it very much, but ...... Occur......

He could only wave his hand again and again.

To whomever and who not to give, Song Qingrong's anxious eyes turned red, "I ......"

"Why don't we divide this egg?" Song Qingrong had an idea and thought of this idea.

"Good!" Song Qingyuan smiled, the first to approve.

Who eats the extra eggs, Song Qingyuan doesn't care.

She just wanted to use this to make a model for Shiro.

Children are all in these trivial things, little by little, to establish a correct outlook on life and values.

Soon the eggs were divided into four, and the four sisters and brothers enjoyed themselves happily and ate happily.

Forty dollars were given to the guy, and the four of them left.

"Let's go home." Song Qingmo said happily, if her mother knew that they made so much money, she would definitely be happy.

I just don't know if this money will fall into their hands.

Suddenly, I was a little worried.

The four of them walked back for a while, and suddenly Song Qingyuan stopped.

His face was ugly, and he said with a serious expression, "If I don't go back first, I still have to do two things......"