Last month, it was less than eight taels.

"Nope." Lu Wei said with a smile: "Although there are a few more pancake sellers in the town, this Qiao family's hand cake is the first to rise, and the signboard has been played." And there is also the meat sandwich cake, which sells a lot this month. ”

Qiao Mo'er didn't doubt it, and put the silver away.

"Mo'er, the pastry you gave me in mid-autumn tastes very good, I wonder if you plan to do this business?" When he was alone with Qiao Mo'er, Lu Wei pretended to ask casually.

Qiao Mo'er's eyes flashed slightly, and she instantly understood in her heart that the reason why Lu Wei came to their house in person today was just the shrewdness of a businessman, and Lu Wei was not a bad person, so she smiled and said.

"I have this plan, but this pastry, now I can make it myself and eat it, it's not too fine. You have to get what you sell. ”

"Yes."

Lu Wei smiled and didn't ask any more.

This pastry business is to be done, not now. Qiao Mo'er thought carefully, pastries are not the same as finger cakes, so they can't set up stalls on the street anymore, they have to get a shop.

And if you want to buy it, you must recruit people, but it is definitely not possible with her and Han's two people, even if Aunt Pang is willing to help, but she is the cook on Mr. Kong's side, and she can't always work for their family.

And this business has to be done, I'm afraid it will have to wait until next year.

When the house is settled and the beans are cut, dozens of acres of wasteland under this barren mountain have to be reclaimed. Now that you have bought it, you can't keep it wasted.

She has already thought about it, these dozens of acres of wasteland, she will plant some hardy fruit trees first, and she also wants to plant a few plum blossoms...

…………

On the twenty-ninth day, Qiao Moer's family was busy early in the morning, and the housewarming banquet was also accompanied by neighboring people, such as Zhao Xiang's family, Wei's family...

"Hey, this is Mo'er, right? I haven't seen it grow so big in a few years. ”

Qiao Mo'er was washing vegetables by the well, and saw an ox cart coming towards her house through the gap in the yard of the fence, so she got up and went to the door to take a look, and before she could react, she was taken into her arms by an old lady who was about the same age as Yao's.

She frowned and looked behind the old lady, where there were still a few people sitting in the ox cart.

A little girl about eight or nine years old, with two braids, and a pink cardigan dress. A young man of about twelve or thirteen years old, dressed in pale blue clothes. A woman of about seventeen or eighteen years old, dressed in a goose-yellow gown, with a woman's head crossed, and a one-year-old doll in her arms.

There was also a middle-aged woman about forty years old, dressed in gray and white clothes embroidered with patterns. The skin was a little dark, and a pair of eyes were glancing around, which made Qiao Mo'er feel very uncomfortable.

And the carriage was driven by a young man of about twenty years old, wearing a gray linen shirt, and his appearance looked a little simple.

The old lady who was holding her was dressed in dark red clothes embroidered with fine patterns, her gray-white hair was wrapped in cloth, and her face was full of wrinkles telling the wind and frost she had experienced.

"Who are you?"

Qiao Mo'er searched in her mind for a long time, but she couldn't find these figures, so she couldn't help but retreat with some precautions.

"I..."

"Mother, why are you here?"

Before the old lady finished speaking, Qiao Mo'er heard a surprised voice behind her, it was Han.

Is this her mother's mother? Her grandmother?

Qiao Mo'er looked at the group of people in front of her in a daze, a little stupid.

"What my sister said, if I hadn't gone to the market and met the people in your village, I heard that you had built a house, and we wouldn't even have a letter. This is rich, are you afraid that we will not be able to rob you if we know? ”

Before the old lady could speak, the middle-aged woman in the cart jumped out of the ox cart, hugged the little girl and the young man, and spoke in a cold and hot manner.

"Mother is not far away to come to the bottom of the pot with you, sister said this, is my mother welcome?"

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