"Am I dressed like this on purpose?" An Xiaojiu sneered, shook his head, and said very calmly to the Xiao family, "At the beginning, you sold me and my sister to Hualou at the county master, and it was the county lord who took pity on us and spent money to redeem us. At that time, in front of the county lord, you also agreed that as long as you give you 30 wen a month, you will agree that my sister and I will set up our own doors, and now what are you making trouble about? Is it just that we make money? ”

"Xiao Jiu, how can you say that?" Xiao said bitterly.

An Xiaojiu lowered his eyelids, turned around and took the money jar from Rong An, handed it to Xiao, and said clearly: "This money is for you, don't bother our sisters again, okay?" ”

"You!" Although Xiao's eyes are hot on money, at this time, in front of everyone, how dare he take money?

If she had taken it, she would still be scolded to death?

"Bang!"

It's the sound of your knees hitting the ground.

An Xiaojiu knelt down straight towards the Xiao family, kowtowed again with a look of death, and then raised his face and pleaded with tears on his face: "Please, let us live." What the hell can make my sister and me live well, you can give me a happy word. ”

Acting?

Who wouldn't.

Although it is said that filial piety is valued in this era, it is also sympathetic to the weak.

In any case, it is an indisputable fact that the Xiao family sold their sisters in the first place.

No matter how you say it, you can't erase the facts.

An Xiaojiu's kneeling, this pair of bloodshot eyes, and this pleading completely pulled the balance of everyone's sympathy.

Who doesn't have a scale in their hearts?

"It's so delicious." Suddenly, a little boy's voice was heard.

Immediately afterwards, everyone saw a teenage boy, and he directly reached out and grabbed the glutinous rice cakes on the stall and ate them one by one.

Someone couldn't help but scold: "Which child is this?" Why are you so rude? ”

"This is what my sister sold, it's mine, do you care about it?" The little boy yelled at the man with a brutal expression.

After shouting, he ran to Xiao Shi and glanced at him, "Hey? Mother, what is the second sister doing again? you off? ”

"No, no......" Xiao Shi looked at the youngest son who suddenly appeared, An Thirteen, and a sense of uneasiness suddenly surfaced in his heart.

An 13 directly stepped forward and kicked An Xiaojiu, "Hey, what are you doing again?" ”

"Thirteen!"

Xiao Shi hurriedly shouted, "This is the second sister, what are you doing?" ”

"Mother, what are you yelling about, didn't you say it, are the two of them my girls?" An 13 was dissatisfied with Xiao's harsh words and muttered.

The crowd was in an uproar.

"Just look at her little son and know what kind of treatment her two daughters are at home."

"That's it, I was almost deceived by the Xiao family before."

"What the hell is a daughter, how can you do this?"

An Thirteen's words completely angered people.

Although people are like grass on the wall, they are always changing, but when they really sympathize with someone, they will still take action.

No, a few eldest ladies stood up and blasted Xiao and An Shisan away.

Someone helped An Xiaojiu up and comforted: "...... In the end, it's your own mother, and you shouldn't hold too much grudges. ”

"Hmm."

An Xiaojiu hummed lightly.

As for whether she listened to it or not, it was her own business.

Soon, the buying and selling continued again.

The dumplings were sold very quickly, and it was not until almost dusk in the afternoon that the guests came one or two occasionally.

The tea eggs have long been sold out, and the lo-mei has also been sold out, that is, there is still a little blood sausage left, but there are not many.

Even with it, the cloth business in the store is much better today.

An Xiaojiu had already stored the sewn purse and rag doll in the store and asked the boss to help sell them.

"It's a really lively business today." Boss Peng sat on the chair with a smile and said to Rong Jing, "What I said before is invalid, but you don't need you to give me money, you set up a stall at my door, and it also drove my business, mutual benefit and reciprocity, you can't talk about money anymore." ”

Before, Peng Zhuang wanted not to collect money, but Rong Jing insisted. Peng Zhuang also knew Rong Jing's temperament, but he didn't force it, but now it's different.

On weekdays, they only sell a few pieces of cloth, but today because there are still those purse rag dolls at the stall at the door, there are almost forty pieces of cloth sold.

In the future, even if there are not so many, they will sell more than in the past.

Mutual benefit, how can you collect money?

Rong Jing glanced at Uncle Rong, and after seeing the other party nodding, he also said to Peng Zhuang: "In the end, it's still bothering you, the firewood in this kitchen or something, you have to count the money." ”

"Even if you don't say it, I'll have to collect the money, hahaha." Pengzhuang pursues the new brothers' clear accounting.

And after watching it this day, I also know that those two little girls also have backbone.

If you don't want money, it will make people feel that they owe a favor, so it's better to collect money.

"There is still a mess of firewood, give me a total of 20 yuan. That's a lot, you can't add more. Peng Zhuang said with a laugh.

Those burned firewoods do not have twenty wen.

An Xiaojiu smiled and took out twenty texts first and handed them over.

"Peng Zhuang, do me a favor, we'll sell it tomorrow, you can help buy some noodles tonight, okay?"

Rong Jing asked.

If they wait until tomorrow to come and buy it, it will be a bit of a delay.

But don't buy it, they don't have that much food at home.

"It's easy." Peng Zhuang said with a smile, then looked at the account room standing at the door, waved his hand, let the account room in, and said to An Xiaojiu at the same time, "Let's calculate the money in your purse first, and you can go back and calculate the rest of the money yourself." ”

"Okay."

The bookkeeper said solemnly: "Little Nine Girl's purses are sold for five cents each, twenty cents for the big rag doll, and ten cents for the small ones." They were all sold, and there were forty-six purses, three large rag dolls, and sixteen small rag dolls, a total of four hundred and fifty wen. According to the usual practice, our store takes 10% of the consignment fee, which is 45 Wen, which is the remaining 405 Wen. ”

An Xiaojiu took the money, and handed the remaining five wen to the account room, and took out the remaining blood sausage for two more sections, "Uncle Lin has worked hard today, and there is also the second brother, this blood sausage is our mind, take it back and try it." ”

Lin Qing is the name of the account office. The second child in the cloth shop is his second son, and he is called the second child.

Lin Ledger glanced at Peng Zhuang, Peng Zhuang said with a smile: "You will take the hard money you are given, you have worked hard, what is not to dare." ”

"Thank you, girl." Lin was a little happy.

Although it is not much, the blood sausage is not worth a few dollars.

But who wouldn't want to take the extra money?

What's more, looking at An Xiaojiu's dress, he also knows that people have no money, and if he can give him the money, he knows that he is a person who can do things.