After the Qian Yi incident, the Song family cut off the Qian family's goods, and after so many days, the Qian merchant finally came to the Song family.

Liu Laogen said hello and reported the matter to the Zhou family.

The Zhou family sent Song Chengli to deal with the matter.

Inside the Song Family Hall.

The money merchant is restless.

Before leaving, I told him thousands of times, for fear that this kid would cause trouble, and the result would be ......

"Hey......" Qian Lang sighed lowly, "Brother Song, it's my godson who is not strict, I'm sorry for you!" ”

"Now it's happening......"

The money merchant lowered his head in shame.

Song Chengli took a sip of water and was silent, it was about his own daughter, and it was impossible for him not to be angry.

He is honest and honest, but it doesn't mean that he has no temper.

Otherwise, Song Chengzhong, Song Chengyi's matter would not have been kept in his heart for a year, and it was not until recently that it disappeared.

"Your son has also been taught a lesson, and this matter ......has passed," Song Chengli said in a low voice.

Qian Lang is happy, "Brother Song is generous ......"

Song Chengli raised his hand and continued, "Our two families will not interact with each other in the future." ”

"Brother Song, this ......" Qian Lang panicked, lost the supply of the Song family, and he could only continue to set up stalls in the town in the future, which ......

His fortune plan was all disrupted.

"Brother Song, you listen to my explanation......" Qian Lang shouted anxiously.

"Brother Qian, you don't have to say more." Song Chengli waved his hand, "After this incident, if my Song family is dealing with your Qian family, will my daughter's reputation be gone?" ”

"I only have two daughters, and I can't ruin my own daughters for the sake of a rich family." Song Chengli's faint words were filled with firmness.

It is absolutely impossible to marry Song Qingrong to Qian Yi.

An outsider, a daughter, he can tell who is more important.

"Brother Song, not many people know about this...... "Qian Shanglang said curtly, "If we don't talk about it, no one will know." ”

"Qian Yi, this child, I will definitely discipline him well in the future, and I will never have such a thing again." Qian Lang explained.

"You see, the two of us, one ships and the other sells goods, and they have always been very pleasant, and you know that I am a person, so I am not the treacherous person."

"See if you can ......," the money merchant prayed.

"Can't!" Song Chengli refused again.

After a moment, he sighed, "I know Brother Qian's personality, so I didn't guard against Qian ......Yi from the beginning."

Speaking of this, Song Chengli regretted it for a while.

At the beginning, Song Qingyuan reminded him that he was coming, but he didn't understand it and didn't take it to heart.

In the final analysis, he still has soft ears and is easy to trust people.

The first mistake is honest, and the second mistake is stupid.

"Needless to say, Brother Qian, there is no room for negotiation." Song Chengli stood up and made a gesture of sending off guests.

With a hand, "Song Chengli is here, I wish Brother Qian a lot of money." ”

As soon as these words came out, Qian Lang knew that this line of the Song family was completely broken.

Ay!

With a low sigh, Qian Lang walked out of the Song family with regret.

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

Looking at the lonely back of the money merchant, Song Qingyuan felt unwavering.

If the Son does not teach, the Father is guilty.

If you don't manage your children well, you will have to bear the consequences.

Turning around and entering the upper room, Song Qingyuan discussed with the Zhou family about making a small basket.

"Milk, our hawthorn cakes, hawthorn rolls, hawthorn slices, now put into the store to sell, not wholesale, let's weave small baskets." Song Qingyuan suggested.

With a small basket, it is easy to carry, and it can also improve the grade and sell at a high price.

Her dried sweet potatoes are going to continue to do so.

"It's done!" Zhou nodded, "Put it in a small basket, it looks more expensive than wrapping straw paper." ”

"Make some big baskets for those who buy by the pound." Zhou suggested.

"Hmm!" Song Qingyuan agreed, and said, "Then I'll go to the village to find someone to make it up, this time I don't plan to let it go and collect it in the village, but just give it to an individual." ”

"Why?" Zhou was surprised.

In the past, when the Song family received things, they all let go in the village, and whoever wanted to send them would send them.

Song Qingyuan smiled, "Give grace one by one, grace!" ”

She wants to gather all the people in the village around the Song family and ask them to live on the Song family.

In this way, no matter what the future direction of the Song family and the Song Li Zheng family is, their family can be invincible.

"Just your heart!" Zhou glanced at him.

Next, the two discussed the best people to make small baskets.

Among the candidates, Song Qingyuan circled three.

These three families are not bad, they have few things, their mouths are not broken, and most importantly, they know how to be grateful.

"I'll go talk to these three......" Song Qingyuan said, standing up.

"Don't go, I'll go, just go and talk to your aunt." Zhou also got off the kang, put on his shoes, and took a set of uppers in his hand.

"Yes! Yes! Song Qingyuan nodded, knowing that the old lady was going to give the Cui family a shoe upper.

Old Cui's family.

The most loyal ally of the Song family.

The Cui family is particular about the Song family, and the Song family is also good to the Cui family, the boss of the Cui family, and the work of the post station handyman was arranged by the old man Song.

The two daughters-in-law of the Cui family, Song Qingyuan also arranged for them to work in the restaurant.

Cui Lao Er......

Song Qingyuan pondered and pondered, if there is a suitable one, she will also look at the arrangement.

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

East Cross Hospital.

A large number of dried sweet potatoes were packed into large cloth bags and put into the warehouse, and after the last batch of work was completed, Song Qingyuan settled the wages for everyone.

"Next year, my family will no longer buy and sell dried sweet potatoes, and whoever wants to do it can do it and sell it." Song Qingyuan reiterated again.

The expressions of the people who heard it were different.

Aunt Chunlai and Chunsheng's daughter-in-law glanced at each other.

"That aunt's house, will it be done next year?" Aunt Chunlai's tentative way.

"Yes!" Song Qingyuan nodded affirmatively.

When the two of them heard this, they were overjoyed.

Shiro stood aside, pouting at the old high.

Grinding his teeth secretly, without the dried sweet potato business, his family has to make a lot less money.

Blame him!

Shiro was secretly annoyed, if he hadn't found Dongzi Niang, his sister wouldn't have ......

"It's okay!" Song Qingyuan patted Shiro's head and whispered, "She will have retribution." ”

"Huh?" Shiro's eyes lit up.

"You'll know in two days......" Song Qingyuan scratched Shiro's nose.

"Let's go, my little butler, let's go to the workshop." Song Qingyuan took Shiro's hand.

It has been a month since the workshop opened, and the puzzles have been sold for money, and it is time for her to give the hired workers the money to start work.

As soon as Song Qingyuan went out, he was blocked at the door.

"Yuan'er, the old lady is fighting with someone......" Liu Laogen's daughter-in-law hurriedly ran over and shouted at the gate of the Song family.

Fighting?

"Where?" Song Qingyuan hurriedly asked.

Without waiting for Lao Gen's daughter-in-law to answer, at this time, the Li family, who was walking towards the Song family's mansion, also ran over, "Who is my old lady fighting with?" ”

Ye's, Sun's, heard the movement and came out one after another.

"Over there......" Lao Gen's daughter-in-law, pointing her finger in one direction.

Li Shi rushed over first.

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