It's nice to be young, and you have an inexhaustible amount of energy. Su Qing was faintly envious.

Rubbing his somewhat sore arm, he saw someone walking towards him in the distance, greeted Xue Qinghui, and became the boss and his mother.

The steamed bun seller next to him said a few words to Su Qing with a smile, and then left with the wooden box.

After the steamed buns are sold, people can go home.

As for the barbecue stall, there is still a lot of business, and the two of them drove the ox cart to their home after a busy day.

Sitting on the ox cart, Su Qing put on a big cotton jacket on his body and held his hands to resist the cold.

I saw Xue Qinghui sitting in front of him holding a whip in his hand, even if it was cold, there was no place to wrap his hands.

Thinking about going back and asking Xue Zhen to hook a glove.

It won't be so cold when you wear mulberry gloves.

Xu was thinking of the Qinglou woman gathered around the barbecue stall during the day, Xue Qinghui blushed and said, "Mother, you still don't want to go tomorrow!" ”

"What to say, I won't go to anyone to prepare food for you, and there are not many bamboo sticks at home, and I can't cut bamboo sticks under the oil lamp every time I go back, so I will go to Yang San's house after I go back, and let him help cut bamboo sticks, 10 yuan a day!"

"You say what you say!" Xue Qinghui didn't take this seriously, and was still wondering what Su Qing meant by setting up a stall in the north of the city.

The east is rich and the west is rich and the south is poor and the north is cheap, he has long thought about it, whether it is the east of the city or the west of the city, he may dislike the food of this kind of stall, as for the south of the city, they are all some poor scholars, and no one will spend money on food if they go.

Chengbei is different, although the identity of the people in Chengbei may be a little low, such as Qinglou Le Fang, such as those who do people's teeth......

Although the identity is not good, these people are the most willing to eat and wear.

Su Qing didn't know that Xue Qinghui was thinking so much in the blink of an eye, she was still thinking about who to ask for help.

Xue Zhen, Su Qing is impossible to release.

Liu's and Sun's? It hurts to think about it, if you let these two people go to the north of the city market to sell food, it is better to kill them.

As for the Huang family, Su Qing also thought about it, but the Huang family also has a cub who has not been born for a few months, and he is still a golden grandson.

It is impossible for the Huang family to be separated.

The others Su Qing was not familiar with.

As for the Huang family's daughters, Su Qing never thought about it.

There are many people and thieves in the village, although Xue Qinghui is still a good person, but ......

Even if she is a concubine, her eyelids are high, so if possible, Su Qing will not go to some little girl helpers.

Worry......

Find a young man, and if you dare to make it clean when you tidy up the dishes, these are all things that you put in your mouth......

I didn't say a word to Xue Qinghui along the way, and I didn't get home until dark.

Su Qing didn't stop to drink saliva, and walked towards Yang San's house with two bamboo sticks.

"Sister-in-law of the Xue family, you said that getting these 100 sticks every day is 10 Wen?" Yang San was stunned and touched the smooth bamboo skewer in his hand, and he couldn't believe it!

"Yes, is it difficult?"

"No, no, I went to pick up the burden at this time, and it was only 20 wen a day, and it was much easier to cut bamboo sticks, and I could get at least a few hundred a day!"

"Cheng, it's okay if you have no opinions, after cutting it every day, just let Huang send it over!"

"Okay!" Yang San was stunned and couldn't stop the smile on Huang's face at all.

There are three girls in the family, five people a day, even if one person has 50 a day, there are nearly three hundred, so there is 30 wen a day, God...... You can have a tael of silver a month.