137 It's not a trivial matter (1 more)
Old Man Song thought so, and the rest of the Song family naturally thought the same way.
Grandma Song was the first to echo, "Yue'er is right, give up the small head to get the big head, we won't suffer." ”
Old Man Song also agreed, "Yes, the people in the village are good, so naturally they will no longer remember that we went to the workshop, and there will be a lot less troubles." ”
"Even so, you shouldn't make an assertion, you should tell your family in advance." Even if she felt that Song Wanyue was right, Xu still scolded softly, and she found that Song Wanyue was getting more and more ideas. This is the case with going to Fucheng, and the same is true about Kaketian, if you don't talk about her, maybe she will "do" (zuo sound) something big in the future.
Song Wanyue grinned and grabbed her arm, "I know, I'll tell you in advance if there is anything in the future." ”
"You......"
Seeing that it was so well-behaved, Xu couldn't say anything more reprimanding, and stretched out his hand to dot on the tip of her nose.
Song Lin looked greedy, he often did this when his daughter was a child, but now that he is older, he won't have a chance to do this if he doesn't coquettish with him.
……
For a few days, the Song family still went to the workshop, and the people in the village gradually noticed something. There was a "chance" to meet them halfway; Some took their own vegetables and said that they were sent by their family who couldn't finish eating; There are also those who come to the door with their freshly caught prey.
No matter who they met, or who came to the house, the Song family received them warmly, saying that they went to the Gu family to do meticulous work, and the Gu family did not recruit many people, and they used their own relatives.
Soon their word spread in the village, and those who thought of going to work in the Gu family through them rested.
In the blink of an eye, Song Simu's day of rest, early in the morning, the academy was on holiday, so he carried a book basket and a change of clothes to help at the cool leather stall, and was busy until the stall was closed before he came back in an ox cart.
Song Shu told him about the family going to the Gu family's workshop to make herbal tea, and also said that he wanted to hang the fields for the villagers for free.
After listening to this, Song Si agreed, "Xiaomei is right, even if the family doesn't make herbal tea, we can't collect money from the people in the village, and the people in the village themselves are not easy, so we can help a little bit." ”
"By the way, there is one more thing, Yue'er said that when you go to Fucheng to catch the exam, she and Young Master Gu will accompany you and sell the peppermint oil by the way."
Speaking of peppermint oil, Song Shu looked excited, and without waiting for Song Si to speak, he said, "Do you know, Yue'er said that those peppermint oil made at home can be sold for a lot of silver." ”
Hearing him say that Song Wanyue and Gu Yi were going to Fucheng with him, Song Si's brows furrowed slightly. When I heard that I was not going to play, but to sell peppermint oil, my brows didn't dare to loosen, but wrinkled even tighter. What is peppermint oil used for, they don't know, and how can they sell peppermint oil for money?
"What's wrong?"
Liu Cuilan sat close to him, saw his frowning brows, thought he was uncomfortable, and asked nervously.
"Grandparents, uncles, and aunts agreed?"
"Agreed, Yue'er said that we would cover all the expenses, including Young Master Gu."
Yue'er had more than 100 taels of silver in her hand, and Song Si knew that those silver, plus the income from selling cold skins every day and the herbal tea in the restaurant, could make up enough 300 taels of silver within three months to redeem the Gu family's bracelet. But if you really go to Fucheng and spend it, what will you use to redeem the bracelet?
Sensing that his expression was wrong, Liu Cuilan quietly pulled Song Shu's clothes, Song Shu turned his head to look over, saw Song Si's brows furrowed, and after thinking about it, he didn't feel that he had said anything wrong.
"Si'er, what's wrong?"
"It's nothing, let's go home and talk about it."
Song Shu and Liu Cuilan glanced at each other, raised their whips to speed up the ox cart, and when they got home, Old Man Song and the others had not yet gone to the workshop.
Song Shen ran out and carried the book basket in, Song Si got out of the ox cart, and after entering the house and calling people one by one, he walked up to Song Wanyue, "Little sister, you follow me into the house, the eldest brother has something to say to you." ”
Seeing his serious expression, Song Wanyue quietly looked at Liu Cuilan and asked what was going on with her eyes, Liu Cuilan quietly shook her head, she didn't know.
Song Wanyue entered the house, Song Si closed the door with her backhand, and let her sit on the chair where she used to study, "Big brother asks you, how sure are you that peppermint oil can be sold for money?" ”
Song Wanyue stretched out a small hand.
Song Si's expression was serious, "The eldest brother doesn't interfere with what you do, but it costs a lot of silver to go to Fucheng, in case the little silver in your hand is spent, but you don't earn back the money, how can you redeem the hands of the Hui family......"
Before he finished speaking, Song Wanyue stretched out her other little hand and shook it in front of him with a smile, "Ten percent." ”
Song Si was stunned for a moment, "Are you sure?" ”
"Of course I'm sure, big brother, peppermint oil can not only repel mosquitoes, but also refresh the mind, it is the favorite thing of the students, I went to Fucheng this time, and it is mainly sold to the students who are rushing to take the exam."
Song Si still didn't believe it, he had read books for many years, and he had never heard of such a good thing.
Song Wanyue stood up and walked out, "Big brother come with me, you can use it to know." ”
Song Si came out with her and came to the jar containing mint oil, Song Wanyue bent down to open the jar lid, and a smell wafted out.
Song Shen, who came over, hurriedly covered his nose, and Song Si's brows furrowed slightly.
"Second brother, go and bring the new wooden spoon made by my father."
Song Shen ran over to get it, stood two steps away, and handed the wooden spoon over from a distance, "Here." ”
Song Wanyue took it, put the wooden spoon in it, scooped a small point out, and held it up in front of Song Si, "Big brother, you dip a little bit of your finger and wipe it on your temples." ”
Song Si did so, stretched out his right hand and dipped it a little, and gently wiped it on his right temple-—— cool comfort suddenly came.
He was stunned for a moment, and quickly wiped a little bit on his left temple, and his somewhat chaotic brain, which had been exposed to the sun, immediately cleared up a lot.
His eyes widened in disbelief, "This ......"
"How? Isn't it refreshing? ”
Song Si was speechless in surprise.
The weather is hot, even if there is a lunch break, it is groggy in the afternoon, even if you force your spirit to listen to the master's lecture, you can't listen much, and it is different when you apply this peppermint oil, people not only have the spirit, but even the head is very clear.
"Second brother, you can give it a try."
Song Shen didn't want to try it, the smell was so bad, wouldn't it smell even worse when it was wiped on his face?
But Song Si asked him to try, but he didn't dare not try, and reluctantly stepped forward one by one, barely dipped a little with his little finger, and hesitantly wiped it on his temples.
The moment he finished wiping, he opened his eyes wide, looked at his hand in disbelief, and then looked at the peppermint oil in the wooden spoon, replaced it with his thumb, and pressed it into the wooden spoon whole, and dipped a lot of it, and wanted to touch it on his temples.
"Wipe too much and you won't be able to stand it."
Song Wanyue reminded.
(End of chapter)