"Two pieces of red paper are cut big, two pieces of red paper are cut in, two pieces are cut small, and then the rest of the pieces are cut horizontally and with the word Fu!" Mo Dahe is all calculated, in this case, see how many can be sold.

While laying out the table and grinding ink, Mo Dahe asked casually, "What about Xiao Chi and them?" "He didn't see anyone when he went into bed just now!

Su Sanmei said with a smile: "Xiao Chi and Xiao Jie said in the morning that they were going to collect firewood, but I didn't let them, and then Shi Ying was worried about the ice cave that Xiao Fei took them to fight yesterday, maybe there were fish!" ”

Mo Dahe was amused: "I didn't come up with fish yesterday, how can I have it today?" Did you tell them to be careful? ”

"How could you not say that? Fortunately, the fishing nets don't cost money! Su Sanmei said.

Mo Dahe polished the ink, and first took a piece of paper to write down the few Spring Festival couplets that Mo Yunfei said just now, as well as what he thought about himself, he remembered it all in his heart just now, especially the one that smoked the pond willow, he decided to put it up, and see who could come out when the time came.

In fact, Mo Dahe is a little regretful, the quality of the red paper in the bookstore is obviously better, he thinks that the good pairs Mo Yunfei said must use good red paper to be worthy, but unfortunately he can't afford it.

The red paper was cut, Mo Dahe began to write, and Su Sanmei looked at the remaining red paper It was a pity, but there was no way to do it, but she found that the rest of the Zoomlion and Xiaolian in the cut red paper could not do anything else, and it could also be cut into small blessing characters, and then the horizontal ones could also be cut into big blessing characters, but even so, there were still a lot of leftovers left, which made Su Sanmei very pity.

But there is no way to do this, Mo Dahe finally counted, there are three pairs of large couplets, three pairs of medium couplets, five pairs of small couplets, and eleven horizontal batches; There are ten small blessing words, four big blessing words, and the rest are all leftovers, some of which look quite wide, but they can't be used, which makes Su Sanmei very distressed.

Su Sanmei can't wait for something to put the rest together and write a few more, not only Su Sanmei is a pity, but Mo Dahe is a pity, but this is also a matter of no choice.

Even if these things are useless, Su Sanmei still put them away, these red papers can be used as lipstick, and they can be used for sacrificing and thanking the gods.

The words are all counted, and after they are written, Mo Dahe will put things together.

Su Sanmei asked, "Husband, are you going to sell these words?" ”

"Well, let's try it first, if it doesn't work, we can use it at home, or give it away!" Mo Da River, but think about it, Mo Da He brought pen, ink, paper and inkstone again.

"Husband, what are you going to do with these things?" Su Sanmei asked.

"Xiaofei said, if someone else provides me with red paper, I can also help someone write a couplet, which is cheaper!" Mo Da Dao.

"That's good, too!" I heard that you can make money without paying capital, Su Sanmei is actually inclined to this approach.

"Husband, are you going to do it alone?" Su Sanmei asked again.

"Yes! You take care of the kids at home! "Mo Da Dao.

"Okay, husband, then you go early and come back early!" Su Sanmei said, and she didn't ask Mo Dahe where she was going to sell it, nor how much she wanted to sell it when she went to Mo Dahe!

In fact, Mo Dahe didn't think of this problem, so standing on the streets of the town, Mo Dahe was dumbfounded: This, how to sell this? Where to sell?

Mo Dahe thought about it and went to find Mo Yunfei, but he was also worried about delaying Mo Yunfei's class, so he waited for the school to end before letting people go in and ask Mo Yunfei to come out.

When Mo Yunfei heard that someone shouted, she guessed that it was Mo Dahe, she was absent-minded in class this morning, thinking about Mo Dahe's affairs and didn't know how to do it!

"Xiaofei, where do you say Dad should go to sell it? Also, how much does our couplet cost? Mo Dahe pulled Mo Yunfei and asked with a headache, his heart became more and more bottomless, and he regretted listening to Mo Yunfei.

Mo Yunfei really didn't know much about the pricing, and she hadn't thought about this question, but where to sell, she had already asked, and said: "Dad, I heard that Menshou Street is very lively, there are all kinds of sales, many people go there to set up stalls, and there are many people who buy things, Dad might as well go there to set up one!" "Mo Yunfei is asking Sun Xiaopang.

As for the price: "Dad, wait a minute, I'll ask my classmates!" ”

It's a pity that Sun Xiaopang's classmate doesn't know, but Sun Xiaopang has an idea: "You can ask my father, my father sells pork on Menshou Street, my father is amazing, he knows everything!" ”

Although this is a bit troublesome, Mo Yunfei doesn't have any better ideas, and the other classmates don't know about it.

Mo Dahe also felt that this was very troublesome, but the first step was out, and the red paper was bought, if it was not sold, the family would have to drink the northwest wind, so Mo Dahe could only go down if he was stubborn.

"Then dad go and ask, you said your classmate's father is called Sun Hao, right?" Mo Dahe confirmed.

"Yes, it's called Sun Hao, my father had a better attitude when he went, Uncle Sun has been in business for so long, he must know more than ours, it's right to hear it!" Mo Yunfei said, the last time I saw my grandfather, the person was quite good.

"That's okay, that's Daddy's gone!" Mo Da Dao.

When Mo Dahe left, Mo Yunfei patted his head, saying that his father just brought pen and ink inkstones and couplets, and he didn't bring one on the table, how can this thing be sold?

As for Mo Dahe, he is very happy now, fortunately he came to ask his grandfather, only then did he know that he was missing so many things, his grandfather heard that Mo Dahe was Mo Yunfei's father, and he immediately had an impression, because now Sun Fa and Mo Yunfei have more dealings, and Sun Fa has met Mo Yunfei several times in front of his grandfather.

In addition to the respect for readers, knowing that Mo Dahe is a showman, so his grandfather is quite enthusiastic, seeing Mo Dahe worried, his grandfather said to Mo Dahe: "Mr. Mo, no one in this town sells couplets, your words are so good, you will definitely be able to sell, usually we take money to find Xiucai to write, the price, are large is a pair of five texts, medium and small are four texts." ”

"I see that you can even prepare paper, that big pair of twelve cents is completely made, ten cents in it, and nine cents in the small one!" Grandpa gave Mo Dahe advice.

But Mo Dahe listened to it and didn't know the bottom: "This, will this be too expensive?" "People only write five cents, and I feel a little sorry for twelve!

Seeing Mo Dahe like this, my grandfather had a good impression, people only sell cheap things, where can they be too expensive?

The grandfather affirmed: "It's not expensive! ”

Mo Dahe still feels a little expensive, and he really has no bottom in his heart, he is afraid that someone will smash the stall, saying that he is a profiteer, and he also feels guilty!

The grandfather pondered for a while, and then suggested: "Mr. Mo, if you really think it's expensive, I think otherwise, you can set a big pair of ten yuan, nine yuan of the middle, and eight yuan of the small one." ”