Chapter 149: Mother Qian's Change

Mu Tianyue jumped down from the beam of the house, landed unsteadily, stumbled and almost fell to the ground, the corners of Qian Qianqian's mouth twitched, and she dodged to the side: "Boss Mu be careful, it's not good to fall and get hurt." ”

There was a faint pain in her ankle, Mu Tianyue changed her personable appearance, gasped with bared teeth, and sat down on the chair.

A chill struck, and Mu Tianyue rubbed his arms.

He looked in the direction of the cold snap, and it turned out that the cold wind was blowing in through the cracks in the window, and the chill in early spring was occasionally violent, scraping on people like blades, causing pain.

The window paper was whirrel by the wind, Mu Tianyue got up and closed the window, and said: "It's mine who didn't come over in time, you can apologize to me as much as you want, just don't talk to me in a weird way, I have goosebumps when I hear it." ”

Buying land and farming in Qianjia Village is not Qian Qianqian's business alone, so the two discussed "sharing weal and woe together", but Mu Tianyue agreed very well, but at the end of the day, she left everything to her to take care of alone.

Qian Qianqian rolled her eyes angrily, but because she knew Mu Tianyue too well, she was not the kind of irresponsible person, and she would happily agree to have his hidden secrets, and she couldn't even blame it.

That's it, she has a lot of energy, and the prime minister can hold the boat in her belly.

With a wave of her hand, Qian Qianqian said proudly: "Boss Mu is untrustworthy, and he should be the shopkeeper, but I can't have a small belly and chicken intestines, let's go, take you to taste the newly developed taste of my hot pot restaurant." ”

Mu Tianyue went downhill along the donkey and walked towards the door from the goodness: "Oh? There are new flavors, so you must try them. ”

"Does Boss Mu like to eat sour?" Qian Qianqian asked.

Mu Tianyue frowned, looking like he couldn't avoid sour food, he waved his hand and said, "No, I'm old, my teeth are not good, and I can't eat sour." ”

Qian Qianqian smiled when she heard this, and smiled thoughtfully.

A few people were about to go out, and Mother Qian came over with a pot of glutinous rice, she had planned to make a glutinous rice steamed pork today, but now it seems that it is no longer needed.

Mother Qian put half a pot of glutinous rice on the water tank, pressed her hands on the navy blue waist, looked at several people, and asked, "Why did you just come back and leave again?" ”

Several people looked at Qian Qianqian together, and Qian Qianqian replied truthfully: "Boss Mu wants to try the sour soup hot pot in the hot pot restaurant, and my mother will take him to try it, so I won't come back to eat." ”

Mother Qian lowered her head and began to untie her waist: "Then let's go together, it just so happens that I haven't eaten sour soup hot pot for a long time." ”

Qian Fen's eyes, which had been beside him, widened.

Mother Qian's words are false, since the hot pot restaurant launched the sour soup hot pot, not only in the town is very popular, but also has become the favorite of Mother Qian, from time to time to eat.

Not to mention far, just last night the hot pot restaurant also greeted Qian Mu.

But borrowing Qian Fen didn't dare to poke Mother Qian, not only did she not dare, but under the guidance of Mother Qian's eyes, she stepped forward and said, "Our family hasn't had a meal together for a long time, eldest sister ......."

Qian Qianqian couldn't cry or laugh: "Then call Brother Yao and Xiaohui, and let's go together." ”

The family rushed to the hot pot restaurant, this battle frightened Tongbo, today this family is really a decline, even Qian Xuan, who was guarding the pickle shop, closed the shop and came together.

Not only did the family not fall behind, but there were also two more sons, one of whom was Boss Mu, whom he was familiar with, and the other was born.

Tongbo put down his abacus and greeted him: "This is a table." ”

Tong Bo probably looked at it, not counting Brother Yao, there are also seven people, and they can sit down if they squeeze it.

Because it was morning, there were not many people in the store, Qian Qianqian glanced around, and it was different from what Tong Bo thought: "Come to two tables, everyone wants to try the new sour soup hot pot." ”

Thongber asked again, "What about the sour soup?" ”

"I can't help it!" Mu Tianyue's teeth clenched and trembled, and when he saw that everyone was looking at him strangely, he pulled his mouth and smiled and played a round game: "Aren't you guys a mandarin duck pot?" Then let's have a sour soup, a clear soup, and other flavors on our table. ”

It seems that Mu Tianyue really can't eat sour, Qian Qianqian showed a regretful look: "Just follow what Boss Mu said." ”

Mu Tianyue breathed a sigh of relief, and Tongbo also breathed a sigh of relief, it was difficult to reconcile everyone, and the more people there were, the more difficult it was to entertain.

Unexpectedly, Qian's mother suddenly said: "It's not easy to make money in this world, even if it's your own shop, you shouldn't squander it indiscriminately, I think it's better to go to the table, this location is also spacious, and everyone is crowded." ”

Regardless of the other people's expressions, Mother Qian walked straight to the vacant seat with Brother Yao in her arms, and when she sat down, she saw that everyone was still standing there motionless, and laughed at herself: "If you dislike my mother, then find another place to sit down, I won't force you, lest you become a wicked person." ”

"Mother, where do you want to go?" Qian Qianqian was a little embarrassed, although Qian Mu usually squeezed her, she rarely gave her face in front of outsiders, and today I don't know where to stimulate Qian Mu, Qian Mu has a very big temper.

Qian Qianqian and Qian's mother were right, Qian's mother's face was tense, and she didn't mean to discuss it at all, Qian Qianqian pursed her lips, and each took a step back and said: "Since you want to sit together, then the two tables are put together, or serve two dishes, our own store, we don't lack this money." ”

"Whatever you want." Mother Qian glanced at Qian Qianqian, lowered her head and patted Qian Yao's back and said, "Brother Yao is so well-behaved, if you don't cry or make trouble, you are still your mother's Brother Yao." ”

The dishes are all on the table, and the atmosphere on the table is weird.

The last time Mu Tianyue met Mother Qian, she only felt that she was enthusiastic and didn't love right and wrong, but when she saw it today, she had a new impression.

He was worried that Qian Qianqian would feel embarrassed, so he took the initiative to ease the atmosphere: "Mrs. Qian loves embroidery on weekdays? ”

Mother Qian treated Mu Tianyue kindly: "I like it, but now I have to take care of this big family, and I don't have much time to embroider." ”

As she spoke, she poured a bowl of rice into the clear soup pot, this action, Mu Tianyue, who had seen the wind and waves, was also stunned, and Qian Qianqian frowned fiercely.

Mu Tianyue noticed Qian Qianqian's expression, and immediately continued: "I have a few good embroidery spinning under my name, and Mrs. Qian's embroidered things on weekdays, if they are idle, they can also be sold to us embroidery." ”

When Qian Mu heard this, she put down her chopsticks and became interested.

"Oh? How much silver can that purse sell for? ”

"With good fabrics, good silk threads, and multiplying female red, you can sell for one or two silver."

Mu Tianyue's embroidery makes rich people's money, so the price is high and the quantity is small, but because of the good quality and being loved by the rich, it has become a status symbol in Lianzhou City, and it is often in short supply.

Mother Qian didn't know this, she only knew that a purse could be sold for one or two pieces of silver, which was unheard of.

So easy to make money?

Mother Qian's eyes lit up, but she was quite uneasy: "Then do you think I am good at this craft?" If you are disliked, you must not damage your signboard? ”

Qian Qianqian, who was worried about this from Mu Tianyue's opening mouth, breathed a sigh of relief, and put a vegetable leaf into the bowl: "Mother, you are also working hard to take care of the family, since you have concerns, it is better to forget it." ”

Mother Qian's face changed suddenly, and Qian Yao, who was in her arms, felt the change in her mother's mood, opened her mouth, and suddenly cried.

Qian Yao's face turned red from crying, Qian's mother glared at Qian Qianqian, and coaxed Qian Yao softly for a while before coaxing Qian Yao to sleep.

"Bring your brother in." Qian's mother carefully handed over the person to Qian Fen, Qian Fen hugged Qian Yao, wanted to speak and stopped, and finally left silently.

"Are you looking down on your mother? Think I'm just eating your rice? Can't do anything? I finally have the skills to get my hands on, and you have to cut off my money with a clear conscience? ”

Not only did Qian's mother's face darken, but Qian Qianqian's chest was filled with anger, and her eyes widened uncontrollably, and she couldn't believe that Qian Mu's could say such a thing.

The atmosphere froze suddenly, Qian Qianqian was so angry that her chest was bulging, and it seemed that she was about to explode in the next moment, and she had a thunderous quarrel with Qian's mother.

Seeing this, Mu Tianyue gave Qian Qianqian a reassuring look, "Mrs. Qian, rest assured, I have seen your embroidered purse, exquisite workmanship and novel patterns, there is nothing to say in terms of skills, as long as you want, I can pay you your purse at a price of three hundred wen each." ”

Qian Qianqian suddenly lost her anger, and secretly rolled her eyes, yes, worried about something.

Mu Tianyue, who originally wanted to dispel Qian's mother's displeasure, did not wait for Qian's mother's smiling face, but waited for a hard and cold question.

"Isn't it a tael of silver? Why did you only pay me three hundred pieces of silver? ”

This question stunned Mu Tianyue.

It stands to reason that the price of an ordinary purse is between ten and thirty wen, and if it is calculated according to thirty wen, the three hundred wen is also ten times the price, how can Qian Mu still be dissatisfied?

He was stunned for a moment, his mind was clever, and he quickly thought of the problem.

He smiled mildly and explained to Qian's mother: "One tael of silver is the price of selling to guests, but we need two hundred wen to buy fabric and silk thread for one purse, plus the monthly rent money for the shopkeeper and the little servant, the total sum of the odds and zeros can only give you three hundred wen." ”

Mother Qian did not dispel her doubts, but set up an abacus in her heart and calculated the account.

The cloth money is 200 wen, the monthly rent plus the salary is spread on each purse, then it is 50 wen, and the remaining 750 wen is only given to her 300 wen?

Mother Qian was not happy in her heart, but seeing that the faces of her children were not good-looking, she muttered a few words and stopped.

But as soon as he returned home, he dragged Qian Qianqian into his house, and under the dim oil lamp, a face was full of calculations.

Mother Qian held Qian Qianqian's hands and sat on the edge of the bed: "Qianqian, I have seen Boss Mu, I can't do it, this person can't do it." ”

After saying that, I didn't see Qian Qianqian's reply for a long time, and Qian Qianqian pushed Qian Qianqian dissatisfiedly, but Qian Qianqian looked at Qian Qianqian intently.

She wore a blue embroidered blouse with a delicate pattern, and underneath it was a blue-bottomed culottes of the same color, which was already very well dressed in this place, and her face looked much younger than that of women of the same age because she had eaten well.

Looking at the furnishings in her room, although they are not all top-notch, whether it is the table, chair, bed, or screen and wooden frame, they are all intact.

So why has she changed? Why did she change from a cowardly woman who loved her daughter to be so calculating and stubborn?

Qian Qianqian couldn't figure it out for a while, and her slightly immature little face was full of doubts about Qian's mother.