"Brother Lai is now treating his hand injury, and he has medicine on his hands and arms, which is really inconvenient." Wang Mingshan explained.

"It's okay, it's okay, Uncle Mingshan, is our family that picky?" Wen Han and Wen Jin said in unison, after speaking, the brother and sister still looked at each other and smiled, and now, they are getting more and more tacit.

Riding on the ox cart to the town, the mouth of the eldest lady can almost burst with laughter, her son is lost, she is relieved, and everyone looks a lot younger.

The dishes are very simple, the only thing that is commendable is a bowl of sesame paste per person, the visitors have praised the craftsmanship of the eldest lady, and the old lady's face smiled: "My craft, or the Qian family's Xiaoxiu taught, in the future, with the help of my son, I will definitely be able to earn money to support this big family, hehe, I am old, I have a backer." ”

Because he couldn't walk and his hands were festering, he couldn't come out to thank his neighbors, so he had to lie on the window and kowtow a few times to the villagers outside the house.

Wen Jin saw the widow, and now the aunt Lin had a happy and sad face, with a complicated expression, knowing that she was happy, but also very distressed about the man's disability.

When he was about to go home in the afternoon, Wen Jin couldn't help it, and drew a three-dimensional picture of a wheelchair to Lin: "Look, it's like a donkey cart, with a reel below and a chair on it. ”

"And this thing?" Lin was very pleasantly surprised, and said thank you vigorously.

"Come to Auntie, build all the steps in your house out of slopes, including the gate, Uncle Lai wants to go out to chat, so he pushes it and goes out."

"Oh, good, that's great."

The guests were left with Wen Jin's family, and the eldest lady took out a pair of cotton mittens and gave them to Wen Jin, the old lady was in the county seat, and her monthly income was very limited, so she could only use this way to express her inner gratitude.

"Mother, Xiaoxiu just drew this picture, look, Bao'er and his father will be able to go out at any time in the future, look!" Lai Lin couldn't suppress the joy in his heart.

After listening to Wen Jin's explanation of how to use it, the eldest lady was happy and grateful in her heart, she couldn't speak for a while, and she was about to kowtow when she bent her legs, which startled Wen Jin and hurriedly stopped: "Old lady, don't kill me." ”

Wei came over to say goodbye, and hurriedly stopped: "She is a child, do what she can, it should be, old sister-in-law, don't, be careful to break her." ”

"Okay, okay, I've got it in mind." Aunt Lai cried.

Alas, menopausal women are like this, they are very emotional, and a little thing can make her lose control. Wen Jin sighed in her heart, comforted her with kind words, and then followed the second aunt and Wen Han to say goodbye and leave.

The Chinese New Year is coming, there are more pigs and sheep killed, Mingshan has a lot of eyes, and when he heard the news, he ran over to buy the water back, most people will not deal with this, and the selling price is cheap, he took it to the stream, washed the dirty things, and sent it to Wenjin in the mountain nest.

"So much, where can you finish eating? Spring is coming soon, and the weather is warm, so it's not easy to put it. Wen Jin looked at the big lump that was frozen hard.

"Dry!"

"Why bother? It's not that you can't buy fresh. ”

Mingshan scratched his head embarrassedly: "I'm also stupid." ”

After a while, he said very regretfully: "But it's a pity that someone directly takes this thing and feeds it to the dog." ”

Wen Jin was cleaning there, he was helping on the side, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "You say, can this be sold?" ”

"Of course you can, as long as it's delicious enough, yes, are you willing to sell it?" Wen Jin asked.

"Are you willing, how much pocket money will you give for the New Year? If I can make my own money, of course. ”

"That's good!" Wen Jin came to the spirit, "I'm responsible for doing it, you sell it, and then we'll split the money, okay?" ”

"Okay!"

"You say, how much should I charge for this plate?" Mingshan asked.

Wen Jin thought about it, according to the pricing method of modern society, the profit of catering is two and a half to three times the price of raw materials: "A plate of fifty wen." ”

"So expensive? Who's going to buy it. ”

"Say, is it delicious?"

"It's delicious, it's delicious, it's better than that big fat slice."

"It's not over? Big fat meat is two or three times the price, so why don't people buy something tastier for the same amount of money? ”

Seeing that Mingshan didn't speak, Wen Jin persuaded him: "Tomorrow, let's try it, if it doesn't work, eat it yourself." ”

"Just cut the price!" Mingshan still wanted to make money, which made Wen Jin laugh.

"You stupid, we can sell them separately! A plate is divided into five parts, isn't it cheaper to have a serving of ten cents? A lot of people just taste it, who expects to be full? Besides, you can buy a steamed bun and eat it. ”

"You, you, Xiao Xiucai, what do you think? Why don't you blink your eyes, you have an idea? Mingshan slapped happily: "That's it." ”

Both of them are hot-blooded, they just do what they say, and the next day, Wen Jin and Mingshan brought their things and came to the town. Mingshan's second grandfather's house is Baoshan's house, just on the street, Mingshan said hello and set up an iron pot at the door of people's homes, Wen Jin is responsible for frying, Wenshan

Shouting and selling.

Wen Jin's temperament, it doesn't matter if she shows up, but she is very tired of selling, and she can't tell what it feels like, anyway, it's uncomfortable.

Mingshan's mouth is sweet, people live, there is no one in the town who doesn't know him, the children of the Wang family, and they are all enthusiastic and sincere, so there are many people who see the excitement and some people taste.

"If you don't taste it, it's yours, if you don't buy it, it's not good for me!" Mingshan shouted loudly, everyone laughed, and there were more people who watched the excitement.

This word was taught to him by Wen Jin, simple plagiarism, and the effect was not ordinarily good.

The New Year Festival is approaching, there are many people in the surrounding villages who come to do New Year's goods, the street vendors in the town gather, hear the excitement of the shouts here, plus the fragrance is mouthwatering, come to taste a lot, almost half of the people, are paying to buy, and some people buy a big bowl, wash it over, let the whole dish be served, and prepare to go home to heat it up as a dish for entertaining guests.

Wen Jin was young after all, and after working in the morning, her arms were so sore that she couldn't lift them, so she left a plate of vegetables for Baoshan's family as a thank you gift, she and Mingshan packed up their things, and the two ran to the garden.

"Wen Jin, guess how much money you can earn?" Mingshan put the money on the hemp rope one by one, and asked while working.

"Six, seven hundred dollars."

"How can there be so many? You're robbing money. ”

"Can I not know how many? Cut out with a knife and a knife, how many pots can be fried, how much is a pot, except for what people taste and add to the top, it is not clear? ”

"You, you, you're too smart." Although Mingshan said this, he didn't think there were so many in his heart. Just kidding, going out to catch up on the mountains, doing something else and earning two or three hundred wen a month, it's all good, he earns so much in one day? It's a dream.

The two were talking, Mingshan skewered the money, and sure enough, there were ten large skewers, three small skewers, and a few scattered ones, he grinned happily: "My mother, I can earn more than three hundred a day, which is too much." ”

He sat and smirked for a while, rolled his eyes, and said to Wen Jin, "I'm fine in the afternoon, go for a run in the countryside and see if you can buy water." ”

"Don't!" Wen Jin hurriedly stopped, "People are not machines, they will be cleaned, cut, and fried tomorrow, so I can't stand it." After saying that, Wen Jin thought that Mingshan didn't know what a machine was at all.

"Xiao Xiucai, let's do it, you are responsible for washing and frying, and I will do the rest, is this okay?" He is at an age when he has no energy to do, unlike Wen Jin, a ten-year-old girl, whose arms are as thin as hemp sticks.

"Okay!"

Who doesn't want to make more money? Wen Jin grinned happily.

Mingshan picked up three large strings and put a set on his arm: "This is mine." Then, he picked up three hundred and thirty Wen again, "This, I'll go buy materials again." ”

left Wen Jin with four major strings.

"This separation, it is said that one person and half are good, and the brothers still settle the accounts."

"I'll give it to you, you have more credit than me."

"Don't say that, one and a half said yesterday, you have to do it according to what you said, otherwise, if the partnership business has been done for a long time, it will be lost in the affection of our buddies."

"It's okay, this time you have more, next time I will have more."

"Good!" Wen Jin nodded happily.

Mingshan took the money string, shook it a few times, and gave Wen Jin what was on the ground: "Yours, put it away." ”

Wen Jin's arm was so sore that she couldn't lift it, she nodded: "You help me." ”

Mingshan glanced at Wen Jin, suddenly figured it out, and said embarrassedly: "Otherwise, let's rest for a day tomorrow." ”

"Let's go on, live for three or five days, and get used to it."

Wen Jin's plan to make a fortune next year must have start-up capital. She's been working on leather shoes all winter, and she still hasn't got them right. But I didn't expect to save my first money in the catering industry.

There are so many things about planting flowers but harvesting green willows.

When he went out, Wen Jin took out three cents and went home in a donkey cart to the mountain nest.

"How did you give birth, whose child?" The old lady sitting across from her asked.

"I just moved to the west of the village." Wen Jin saw that people were very kind and neatly dressed, so he replied respectfully with a smile.

"Grandmother, why does she smell of fried intestines? Hey, she's the one who sold it just now. ”

"You girl, you just know how to eat. The one who sold it was a young man, and my grandmother could see it clearly. ”

Wen Jin was startled, quickly lowered her head, and complained in her heart: This old lady is so old, why don't her eyes send, she can see that I am a girl, what can I do?

She didn't want to restore her daughter now, that would be too inconvenient.

Fortunately, the people in the car talked about other things and diverted the topic, so Wen Jin was a little relieved.

Wen Jin handed over the money to Wei, and she was surprised: "Where did you come from?" ”

"Mingshan and I were in the town, and we fried the large intestines we harvested and sold them."

"Oh." Webster was both happy and sad, and the expression on his face was stunned for a while.