Although Jiang Lan cleared his feet, several women talked and laughed along the way, and soon arrived, and a few people went to the cloth shop to find Bai Gu and sold the yarn.

After two and a half days of hard work, so many hands, a total of 123 pieces of yarn were made, a total of 3,690 yuan, and Bai Gu made up a whole and gave 3,700 yuan.

Bai Gu is a transparent person, and when she looks at these lines, she knows that they are coming out of several different pairs of hands.

Jiang Lanqing was worried that Bai Gu would not be able to sell these yarns at once, and asked her when she could go to the pickle shop to inform her, and Bai Gu knew that the pickle shop was hers, and said that she had the ability.

It's ingenious to be able to make a variety of pickles.

After the politeness, Bai Gu said again: "You can do it at any time, bring it at any time, as long as you do it, I want it." ”

"What if I can't sell it for a while?" Luo Sanhui's mouth was quick, and he asked the doubts in his heart.

"Don't worry, you guys are selling in this town, it's a terrible thing, I can sell it at a good price elsewhere, how much, how much I want." Bai Gu smiled.

"I'm not afraid that there will be imitations in other places, and then you will collect good luck from far away, and if you can't sell it at a good price, won't you lose money?" Jiang Lanqing asked this, after all, business is not a family, she also remembered that her peach wood swords, axes, and gourd ornaments were all imitated by her apprentices!

Bai Gu smiled helplessly and asked rhetorically: "The pickles you make have also been learned to make, but have they been surpassed?" ”

For a moment, several people laughed.

Since there is Bai Gu's words, Luo Sanhui and the others are excited when they think of the money they can get in the past two days, this is much more cost-effective than farming, let Jiang Lanqing buy some more ropes and go back.

Yang Shumiao looked at Luo Sanhui's greedy face, and felt uncomfortable, Sister Qing has followed the line for the past two days, and also paid the material money, isn't this just Sister Qing's loss!

She was very uncomfortable in her straight heart, but several people were acquainted, and she didn't know what to say, thinking about what Sister Qing should do in the future after she went back, they would do it.

At Luo Sanhui's request, this time I bought more materials than the last time, and I could probably make two hundred yarns.

After buying the rope, a few people went out of the cloth shop, Luo Sanhui took Luo Simei to buy books together, Luo Simei also wanted to go to the Good Luck Tavern to help and earn money, but she was not happy, but she still followed.

Yang Shumiao himself also said that he was going to go shopping, and when the time came, he would go to the pickle shop to find Jiang Lanqing.

Jiang Lanqing could only go to the pickle shop by himself, and before entering the pickle shop, he first went to the tavern to say hello to Hou Canghai.

Hou Canghai saw her limping and asked her what was wrong, but she only said that she accidentally broke her foot.

Now, the kitchen is almost finished, and Hou Canghai is embarrassed to ask her to help.

After a conversation, she went to the pickle shop, as soon as she entered the door, the old man showed her the account book, she took the account book and sat behind the counter to check it, while reading, the words that He Jiao'e and his wife said today came to mind, and asked: "Old man, do you know that Zhang Chunmei in our village?" ”

"Yes." The old man nodded, he simply remembered this person.

"Our store is pressing her scales? Give her a few pennies less? When Jiang Lanqing spoke, he raised his eyes to look at the old man, wanting to see what his expression was.

saw that the old man first explained calmly, and then frowned: "Little lady, little old man will never do that kind of thing, just because of Mrs. Zhang...... Ay! ”