Sending Song Qinglian away, Li came over.

"Hehe, what you said, my mother heard it......" Li pursed his lips.

Song Qingyuan rolled her eyes, the sound insulation is not good, she can't hide the secret, what can she do?

Build a house! Build a house!

Song Qingyuan tightened his hands, and he must earn the money for building a house.

Li's eyes rolled, "It turns out that the Sun family's dried vegetables have your eldest uncle's commission......"

Li secretly laughed, "Then this part, isn't it the ...... of my Song family?"

"I'll go to your grandmother and get this money back." Li said and walked out.

"Hey! Mother ......" Song Qingyuan grabbed Li and said, "Don't go, don't worry about this." ”

"Why? This is my Song family's money! "What Lee said is a matter of course.

"You don't need to say it, this money can also go into the Song family's account, you stay honest, as long as the eldest aunt wants to come back, you must take out the money." Song Qingyuan said, "Don't make trouble. ”

"The money is back, and it won't reach you." Song Qingyuan said angrily.

"Hey, hey!" Li Shi laughed dryly, "Even if it can't reach me, I will report it meritorious, and your grandmother will reward me." ”

"Is my milk as generous as me?" Song Qingyuan slanted, "You're missing that money?" ”

"Tsk! That's right, your are swishing......" Li pouted.

"Don't ruin my plans, stay honest." Song Qingyuan warned.

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

On the ninth day of the lunar month, in a blink of an eye, the bean sprouts have been seven days, and Song Qingyuan has been making records every day, until today, the bean sprouts have grown completely.

The roots are spiky, and each one is as long as an adult's finger.

It is tender and yozy, looks crystal clear, and has a great appetite.

Song Qingyuan took the wooden basin and ran into the upper room, "Milk, my bean sprouts have come out......" Song Qingyuan shouted loudly.

I was also a little excited in my heart, this was the first time she had made bean sprouts by herself.

"I'll take a look......" Zhou moved from the kang, "Oops! Zhou exclaimed, "Why are there so many?" ”

She remembered that Song Qingyuan scooped two catties of beans.

Song Qingyuan said with a smile, "It is recorded in the books that a pound of beans can give out several pounds of bean sprouts." ”

Song Qingyuan remembered that if you use soybeans, you can have about seven or eight catties per catty.

"Why don't we measure it?" Song Qingyuan suggested.

You can also know the specific data by measuring it.

"I'll get the scales!" As Zhou spoke, he sat on the edge of the kang and put his shoes on his feet twice.

Quickly walked towards the barn.

In the blink of an eye, he came back with the scale.

Song Qingyuan put the wooden basin on the scale, "Measure it together first, and then subtract the weight of the wooden basin." ”

"That's fine!" Zhou picked up the scale, and hung a similar scale behind him.

"Sixteen pounds and eight taels!" Zhou looked at the reading carefully.

Then put the scale down, Zhou found another large wooden basin, and the two moved the bean sprouts over and measured the weight of this wooden basin.

Two pounds and three taels.

Sixteen catties and eight taels, minus two catties and three taels, the weight of bean sprouts is fourteen catties and five taels.

An average of one pound of beans, more than seven pounds of bean sprouts.

Getting this data, the two of them were excited.

"This bean sprout is good, it looks like a fresh dish, and it will definitely be able to buy a price!" Zhou's face, which rarely smiled, couldn't help but show a smile.

A pound of beans is only three dollars, and the sprouts are sold for three dollars a pound, and they can also earn several times.

What's more, there are few vegetables in winter, and this is fresh food, and the price must be higher.

It is possible to earn even a dozen times, dozens of times.

Zhou's heart was hot, and the more he calculated, the more excited he became, and the Song family was about to get rich.

Suddenly, Zhou thought of a question, this bean sprout was discovered by Song Qingyuan, so ......

"Yuan'er, are you really willing to give the bean sprouts to the family?" Zhou asked.

You must know that the old man promised Song Qingyuan the right to save private money, and Song Qingyuan is completely like soap, like the hawthorn before, to make money by himself.

"Of course!" Song Qingyuan affirmed.

This method is to come up with money for the family, and the family can build a new house only when they have money.

For herself, making money is not an imminent matter, and the share of the daily dry intestines is more than one or two in her hands, as well as the share of dried sweet potatoes.

There is also soap, the income of soap, and she has saved no less than a hundred taels of silver in her hands.

She, Song Qingyuan, is not bad for money!

But she had a separate room.

Song Qingyuan's eyes rolled and hugged Zhou's arm, "Milk, I have a small request." ”

"What do you want?" Zhou asked.

Zhou knew in her heart that Song Qingyuan was going to put forward conditions, and if it wasn't too much, she would agree.

"The money earned from milk and bean sprouts, I hope to be used first for building houses." Song Qingyuan looked at Zhou Shidao.

Then he showed an aggrieved look, "Milk, let me tell you the truth, the idea of dried vegetables I thought of before was to make money and build a house." ”

"The result...... My lord wants to buy land......" Song Qingyuan sighed.

"After buying the land, our family has no money...... I really wanted to live in a new house and wanted my own room. Song Qingyuan emphasized.

"So, I thought about it day and night, racked my brains, and my hair was about to turn white......," Song Qingyuan said exaggeratedly.

"I read a lot of books and thought of a lot of ways, but fortunately, God had mercy and finally I found bean sprouts......" Song Qingyuan looked happy.

looked at Zhou pitifully, "Milk, this time we have to make it clear that the money earned by the bean sprouts is used to build a house." ”

"This ......" Zhou hesitated and frowned slightly, the house at home is enough for the time being, and buying land is a good choice.

"I have to ask your grandfather ......" Zhou said, thinking in his heart, Old Man Song was choked enough to agree.

As soon as these words came out, Song Qingyuan understood that the Zhou family did not support her this time.

It doesn't matter! Hehe!

"Milk, otherwise, I won't give the sprouts to my family." Song Qingyuan had a cunning in his eyes, "When I earn money, I will spend money to build a house for my family." ”

"You ......" Zhou snorted coldly, "Yuan'er, you're threatening me!" ”

If you don't build a house, you won't hand over the way to make money to your home.

"Milk...... Song Qingyuan hugged Zhou again, and said coquettishly, "Milk, let's do things together, you are so good to me, whoever I threaten, I will not threaten you." ”

"I'm threatening my grandfather!" Song Qingyuan blinked mischievously, and deliberately took out his fist and gestured twice, "Let my master not build a house for me!" Song Qingyuan snorted.

"Milk, you have to support me!" Song Qingyuan shook Zhou's arm.

"Our family is not short of money now, and if we buy another 20 acres of land, plus our family's original land, it will be 40 acres...... Then circle out the orchard, plant fruit trees, raise fish, and our family's fixed income is enough. Song Qingyuan persuaded.

"The money earned by the sprouts can be used to build a house...... It's time for our family to build a big house. ”

"Let me also see, he is not at home, our family is getting richer and richer under the leadership of my milk, and we have a house and a car......"

"Milk, you are much more powerful than my grandfather......" Song Qingyuan flickered. ...