Song Qingyuan's eyes were fixed on Erlang's cuffs.

Erlang misunderstood what Song Qingyuan meant, and snorted, "When I lied to you? ”

"In the past two days, some people in the town have begun to imitate, although it is not as beautiful as yours, but it is not bad."

"What's more, their prices are still cheap, and I can only reduce the price to deal with it." Jiro explained with a frown.

Song Qingyuan saw that Erlang had misunderstood what she meant, and hurriedly shook his head, "Second brother, I didn't mean that." ”

"I was just guessing how big your cuffs are." Song Qingyuan smiled wryly.

"I've thought about the flower basket for a long time, and I didn't plan to make money from it."

"Flower arrangement itself is very simple, but the hard part is creativity."

"As long as you follow my insert, you can make the same flower basket." Song Qingyuan Road.

Erlang frowned, and there was a wave of loss in his heart.

Yes, the flower basket doesn't sell long at all.

In the past two days, he and his brothers got up early and sold flower baskets greedily, and each of them shared seventy or eighty yuan.

Seventy or eighty texts, quite a lot.

Going to the dock in the town to work as a coolie is only ten cents a day.

The brothers are very proud of being able to earn so much.

Now that they suddenly can't earn it, I'm afraid they will be as disappointed as him.

"Do you have anything you can do?" Jiro asked.

Song Qingyuan shook his head, "No! ”

In ancient times, there was no patent right, and it was impossible to control others from imitating it.

What's more, it is just a small flower basket, and there is no precedent in modern times that it is not allowed to imitate.

"The only way now is to make a quick profit before the basket of flowers floods." Song Qingyuan said.

"That's all it can be......" Jiro said in a low voice.

"Collect more baskets, add more people, and walk a few more places." Song Qingyuan suggested.

"In addition to the county, other towns can also go over to sell and sell, just afford to be early."

"In addition, these days, you see me arranging flowers, and you can see almost it."

"It should be okay to do it yourself, right?" Song Qingyuan asked.

"No problem!" Erlang said, "When you arrange flowers tomorrow morning, I will ask them to help together, so that it can be faster." ”

Song Qingyuan shook his head, "I didn't mean that. ”

"I mean, I won't interfere in the flower basket matter in the future, and I won't divide it."

"I'll come with you tomorrow morning, and I'll teach you how to arrange flowers by hand, and you'll get it yourself in the future."

"The little basket made by the third uncle will also tell the milk, and I will give it to you to sell in the future."

"You ......" Erlang looked at Song Qingyuan in surprise, he didn't expect her to give up her interests.

In just two or three days, Song Qingyuan divided more than 400 texts.

One can imagine how much of a stake there is.

It's too abnormal to give up and give up.

Song Qingyuan smiled faintly, "Second brother, I'll help you arrange flowers in the morning." ”

"It's your business to run away and sell."

"You also gave me more than 400 yuan, which is a lot." It's time to buy out.

"You're not going to give your third brother a bundle?" Jiro asked.

"Don't you still have it!" Song Qingyuan winked at Erlang, "The third brother is also your younger brother!" ”

"Huh!" Erlang sneered, "You have more than 700 yuan in your hand, plus what you earned before, it's almost one or two." ”

"Let the family take some more, it's enough for Saburo's shackles."

"The three hundred texts are not all mine, and they will be divided into three rooms." Song Qingyuan Road.

"I didn't see that you were so good at business."

"Go around and let others do the work for you, and you collect your own money." Jiro smirked.

"Didn't you also earn it with me, without me, how could you earn so much." Song Qingyuan pretended to be proud.

"Huh!" Jiro scoffed.

Dark passages; We don't have as many of us as you combined.

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

Leaving Erlang's house, Song Qingyuan arrived at the third room.

Song Chengli weaved a small basket in front of the three-room room as usual.

The three mothers and daughters in the three rooms talked and laughed, and continued to make sachets with the remaining rags.

"Yuan'er, you're here!". Song Qingmo saw Song Qingyuan coming in, and enthusiastically pulled Song Qingyuan past and beckoned Song Qingyuan to sit on the kang.

also specially took a small cushion for Song Qingyuan.

Song Qingyuan was flattered.

Every time she came before, Song Qingmo had a nose that was not a nose and a face that was not a face, and suddenly she was so enthusiastic, she really couldn't bear it.

"As we said earlier, Yuan'er helped my sister and I leave five cents each."

"Mother is happy to hear it." Song Qingmo had a smile on her face.

Song Qingrong and Ye were also smiling.

The Ye family in the memory of the original owner is always timid and cowardly, silent, just laughing, this is faint, and it is the first time to laugh like this.

It seems that Ye is very happy to be able to leave private money.

It's only five cents, though.

I'm afraid that in Ye's heart, this is not just five cents, but an attitude, Song Qingyuan silently guessed.

"Third aunt, I'm here to send you money." Song Qingyuan said with a smile.

"What else do you want to give us? Didn't you give it to Rong'er and Mo'er? Ye was puzzled.

"That money is just to test my' attitude, and that's what should be given to you." Song Qingyuan said, and opened the old purse containing three hundred dollars that Erlang gave her.

Count out 1,800,000 five texts.

"At that time, I said okay, a sachet, I'll give you a penny." Song Qingyuan put the money on the kang.

"No, we can't ask for this money, you've given it, we can't collect it." Ye shook his head and resolutely refused to accept it.

"Yes, Yuan'er, you have already given it to us, you take this money, we don't want it." Song Qingrong also refused.

She and Mo'er each have five yuan, and the two of them add up to ten yuan.

This was something they hadn't dared to think of before, and she was already satisfied.

Song Qingmo looked at Ye's family, looked at Song Qingrong, and said in a low voice, "Mother and sister don't want it, and I don't want it either." ”

"Ahem!" Song Qingyuan lightened his throat twice, with a serious expression, "Third aunt, this is what we said, do you want me to talk without words?" ”

"Yuan'er, I didn't mean that......" Ye Shi looked at Song Qingyuan anxiously.

"I just think you've given enough."

"Not enough! Third aunt, I said at the time that I would give you a penny, and I would give you a penny, but the third aunt didn't accept it, just because she wanted Yuan'er to be a person who didn't believe in her word. ”

"The third aunt is ruining Yuan'er's character." Song Qingyuan pretended to be angry.

"Yuan'er, the third aunt really didn't mean that......" Ye looked at Song Qingyuan as if he was really angry and panicked.

"Yuan'er, don't get me wrong, we didn't mean that, we didn't mean to embarrass you." Song Qingrong also explained.

"We didn't expect it to ......be so serious," Song Qingrong muttered, she didn't expect Song Qingyuan to be angry.

"If the third aunt accepts it, I won't be angry." Song Qingyuan suddenly laughed.

Seeing Song Qingyuan's face change again, Ye was stunned, and nodded with a smile, "Okay, I'll take it." ”

"But I have to give half of this money to your grandmother, and I can't keep it all for myself." Ye looked at Song Qingyuan and discussed.

"If you keep all your milk ......" Thinking of this, Ye's expression was gloomy, would the old lady let her stay?

Song Qingyuan "......"