42 cents, intimacy and intimacy
Wang Ergou was talking to his daughter-in-law, and he was talking about the matter next door, when he heard the voice, he hurriedly went out.
As soon as he saw Shen Er, he immediately guessed that something good had happened, and he smiled so much that his teeth were exposed.
Shen Er handed over a string of copper coins, "Your basket is made of fifty, two baskets for one penny, a total of 25 wen, right?" ”
Wang Ergou took the money and nodded hurriedly, "That's right!" ”
It was easier to weave a few baskets, which was more than his salary in a day.
Wang Ergou was happy again, and wanted to slap himself again.
If he knew that he could really make money, he should have put down other things a few days ago and devoted himself to basketry.
Wang Ergou's heart is dripping blood.
Shen Er didn't know what he thought, and after giving the money, he planned to go to the next one.
"We're going to get to the next one, so get busy first."
When Shen Er turned around, Wang Ergou waved his hand and called out to him, "Shen Er, if your sister Nian has other ways to make money in the future, don't forget to bring your brother." ”
As for what Shen Er said, the family's business was planned by Shen Nian, and he still believed it.
After all, before Shen Nian's brain was better, the second room of the Shen family had never done business.
Shen Er smiled happily when he saw that his brother was so confident in Sister Nian.
"Don't worry, I won't forget you."
Wang Ergou put his mind at ease, "Okay, I'll wait for your news." ”
Shen Er walked for a while, looked at his son Zhi and said with satisfaction: "Look, there are smart people everywhere, Wang Ergou knows that Sister Nian is a great cultivator, so let's hug my thighs." ”
Shen Kun looked proud.
My sister is the best!
Next, father and son sent money to others.
…… Many people in the village have made money by weaving bamboo baskets.
Twenty or thirty texts are few, and hundreds of texts are more.
Even the village chief heard the news.
"I didn't expect that the bamboo basket that every household would weave was actually sold by Shen Er's family at a good price, and Shen Er still has some luck on his body more or less."
People's luck comes, and it can't be stopped.
The village chief's daughter-in-law shook her head, "That is, sell it fresh, let's not say next year, believe it or not, the same thing will appear tomorrow." ”
The village chief believed this, "It's good to make a quick buck." ”
For him, the villagers can earn money and survive the winter safely, and that's it.
When this conversation appeared at the village chief's house, Shen Er had just finished paying the wages he owed.
After I was done, I realized that I was hungry.
Facing the eyes of envy or regret, he took Shen Kun to his home.
When I got home, the meal was just right.
Lao Gao was worried about paying the money in the second room, and it was rare that he didn't have much trouble at the dinner table.
After eating quietly, Shen Er handed over 300 papers.
When Lao Gao saw that there was just such a little money, he immediately darkened his face, "What's all there is to it." ”
Shen Er complained, "It also costs money to invite people, the things we sell are almost rotten on the street, where can we buy them, we can only sell them at a reduced price, don't look at the more we sell, we can't stand up to the cheap." ”
Old Gao didn't think that they could make a few dollars, so he snorted coldly and said, "After tossing for a long time, it's really good to earn such a little money." ”
She was conflicted.
On the one hand, he didn't want Wang's cub to be born, and on the other hand, he hoped that Shen Er would earn more money, so that the fifth child could have a better life in the academy.
Shen Er turned a blind eye to Lao Gao's sarcastic words, whatever the old lady said, as long as he knew his own affairs.
Because the bamboo fan was made by Shen Sanyi, the money earned would definitely be given to Sanfang.
The bamboo fan process is complicated, and Shen San has been working on it for several days, with a total of only fifty.
One sold for 20 wen, and today sold thirty-five handfuls, for a total of 700 wen.
After Shen Er asked the opinions of the rest of the family, he didn't know anything and sent them all to the third room.
Shen San was very surprised when he learned that his bamboo fans were sold for 700 yuan, "Sold so much?" ”
You must know that he weaves baskets and works hard for a month, and he can only earn more than 200 yuan at most.
Shen Er has always felt that he bullied his twin brother in his mother's belly, so that Shen San was born sick and crooked, and he has always felt guilty and distressed about him.
Shen Er was very happy to be able to help the third brother.
He smiled and said, "The bamboo fan is a meticulous job, and the price of selling it must always be worthy of your hard work." ”
By the way, he also praised Shen Nianyi, "I can sell so much, thanks to Sister Nian'er, her mouth, a dozen or so readers bought a handful, don't you know, as soon as the reader buys it, the fan behind it will be better sold......"
Thinking of the grand occasion at the Nine Emperors Meeting, Shen Er was still a little unsatisfied.
Shen San also listened with interest, "Sister Nian is a smart one, and the second brother is blessed." ”
Shen Erai listened to this, as if he was happy, and then said: "You have two shares of this blessing, Sister Rou and Sister Jing are both filial, and your good days are still ahead." ”
Shen San is open-minded, he never felt that he couldn't live without children, and his two daughters were his treasures.
Hearing this, he nodded in agreement, "I borrowed the second brother's auspicious words." ”
As he spoke, he scattered the string of money and distributed three hundred and fifty Wen to Shen Er.
Shen Er's face changed, "What are you doing, don't you treat me as your own brother." ”
"No, this is what the second brother deserves." Shen San said busily.
"Shit deserves it!" Shen Er scolded angrily, "You worked hard to make the money from the sale of bamboo fans, where did I get the face to collect, if you still treat me as my own brother, don't say anything outside." ”
Shen Er's words were very decisive.
Shen San knew that the second brother was a man of many words, and when he saw that he was angry, he didn't dare to persuade him anymore, so he smiled helplessly: "Okay, I'll take it all." ”
When Shen Er heard this, his expression eased slightly, "That's right." ”
The Shen family is different from other families in the village, and the three brothers have to help each other in order to get better and better.
At the moment, the old lady wants to suppress them again, I'm afraid it won't work.
Even so, I still want to split up.
It's annoying to be stared at when you don't have a family to do anything.
After Shen Er left, Shen San looked at the silver money on the table, sat for a while, and divided the money into two strings.
A string of 650 texts, a string of 50 texts.
He put away many things, and gave some to his wife.
Liu Shi was stunned and said with a smile: "This is the money from selling bamboo fans?" ”
"Hmm." Shen San responded.
"I didn't expect it to sell." Liu muttered.
Counting out 45 articles, Zhen Zhen said: "These should be handed over to my mother." ”
Shen San was accustomed to his wife's inseparability, and he still felt unspeakable disappointment in his heart.
He smirked, "You can do whatever you want." ”
Liu didn't hear the question, curled the corners of his mouth happily, and went to the main courtyard with the money in a hurry.
Shen San watched her back disappear, his eyes slightly condensed.
At this moment, Shen Jing's brain poked in.
"Daddy."
Shen San quickly retracted his expression and said gently, "What's wrong?" ”
Shen Jing's expression was entangled, "Dad, I saw my mother go to the main courtyard......"
"Well, I'm going to pay the money." Shen San didn't hide it, "Your second uncle, they sold the bamboo fan." ”
He didn't say the exact amount of money.
Shen Jing's heart tightened, and she asked, "Mother, how much does she have to pay?" ”