Zhou Xiaoyuan frowned.

But he didn't rush over.

I gave Joe the medicine first, and then changed the medicine.

I also prepared fruits, milk, white rabbit toffee, etc.

Qiao is still eating White Rabbit toffee in his mouth, which is not made of industrial saccharin, and the milk is full of flavor.

"Brother Yuan, why did you buy so much food, it's very expensive."

"Didn't you spend a lot of money again?"

Joe said with some concern: "Don't spend all the money on me, there is still a turnover in the transport team." ”

"Not much, these weren't available in the county before, so I called the people in the convoy to buy them back by the way."

Zhou Xiaoyuan said: "Xiaoqi, these fruits are not easy to preserve, and it has been delayed for so long on the road, as long as you finish eating, you will not lose." ”

That's what he said.

If Joe wants to eat it again, it is definitely a luxury and a waste.

She went to find a cloth bag and came out, picked up some apples, oranges, and pears, glanced at Zhou Xiaoyuan and said, "Brother Yuan, I'll get some for the eldest brother and the third brother." ”

"There are also Xiao An, Xiao Wang, Xiao Ying, and Xiao Liang, all of whom are studying, and they need to eat fruits."

"Don't take it to school, I call them home to eat, it's too eye-catching to take fruit out at school."

At this time, supplies were in short supply.

Fruit is luxury.

Common fruits are pears and apples.

Even so, I eat it once or twice a year at most.

"Okay." Qiao sorted out two more copies, one for the sister-in-law next door and the house they rented, and one for the third brother's house.

Zhou Xiaoyuan said that he would accompany her on a trip at night, just to eat.

Joe said yes again.

"Xiaoyi, come, take a look at the harvest this time."

Zhou Xiaoyuan pulled Qiao to sit down on the sofa again, took out the money bag he had prepared a long time ago, and put it in her hand.

Joe didn't know why.

Zhou Xiaoyuan coughed lightly and said, "It's the money from the sale of books this time." ”

Joe was pleasantly surprised again, and hurriedly opened the newspaper wrapped in the money, and there was 1,656 yuan inside.

"Eh, why are there so many? Isn't it nine hundred? ”

A book earns three dollars, and three hundred books are nine hundred.

Six hundred in it is the capital.

I made an extra hundred and fifty-six.

"The price of some books is different, and this time when Zhang Fang went over, he found that your book was very hot, and the price increased a lot, he just started selling at a low price, and was bought a hundred copies at a time, only to find out that he was a second-hand dealer."

Zhou Xiaoyuan mentioned Zhang Fang's collapse and some schadenfreude: "He was so angry that he simply went to rob the business of the second dealer, and he made a lot of money." ”

Joe felt a little dreamy again: "So sought-after? ”

She was a little skeptical about life.

No matter how well she drew the caricatures in her previous life, she earned the wages of a working class.

"Actually, I can understand that the content of your painting is in line with the preferences of country E, I heard that those foreigners in the past are not excluded, and they are curious who painted them, they all like it, and they are willing to communicate with them, instead of doing everything like before, everything is a comparison, a book can bring the relationship between the two closer, and they are making money."

Zhou Xiaoyuan rubbed her head, his eyes were full of appreciation, he knew that Xiao Mi was a very powerful person in his own right, but he was him, except for this transport team, which seemed to be useless.

Joe said heartily, "This is really an era of money everywhere." ”

"Oh?" Zhou Xiaoyuan felt that this was a bit ahead of his time, "Xiaoyi, do you support privatization?" ”

It's not a question of support, it's about the future.