Girlfriend's Fortune

Chapter 113 Chapter 110 Second: As usual
First write down the flowers spent today, and then keep the account of how much you sold yesterday.

Taking out the small notebook, Song Qiu wrote it down while recalling yesterday's accounts.

Yesterday, I sold a total of three iced watermelons, not counting the corners that were not easy to cut and were eaten by myself. They were sold for a total of 32 yuan, and a total of 160 cash was earned.

A total of 39 bowls of ice-cold shrimp were sold, and a total of 110 seven coins were earned.

A total of twelve bowls of ice fermented glutinous rice were sold, and a total of 36 coins were collected.

A total of 46 bamboo tubes of mung bean soup were sold, and a total of 46 coins were obtained.

Unlimited refills of mint herbal tea, one penny per person, a total of 32 cash.

Among them, the dime that was directly mixed with tips from the big team was not counted.

Because it was given directly, it was not easy to take apart and calculate, so Song Qiu didn't remember the pieces of watermelon and the herbal tea they ate.

Plus the eight texts of the capital collected by the lumps.

Yesterday, I received a total of 390 nine coins plus a piece of broken silver of about two hundred coins.

Song Qiu settled down the ledger with numbers underneath, and specially marked the broken silver.

Calculated in this way, the total income yesterday was about [-] Wen, which was about the same as before.

After receiving the notebook, Song Qiu felt very satisfied. If they could guarantee a daily income of [-] Wen, they would have a lot left besides the capital and wages.

is earned.

Although hard.

The sun rose, just like yesterday, and soon passers-by came in to rest.

The three of Song and Qiu began to get busy. People came in one after another to rest their feet. Some still drank mung bean soup, some drank herbal tea, and some ate iced watermelon. Everyone had different choices and had their own preferences.

There is no room to sit in the tea shed, and some people who are not particular about it just brought herbal tea and sat on the floor outside to drink.

Song Qiu looked at it, thinking about what he said to Liu Caigui's house yesterday before dark, asking them to make a few more benches, and it is estimated that they can be used tomorrow.

The bustle lasted for quite a while, and the people resting in the tea shed left one after another, and then hurried on their way.

There were fewer people coming and going in the previous period on the official road.

Not long after, a group of people entered the tea shed, but it was the convoy dedicated to transporting wine that came last time.

Been here once, obviously familiar with the way.

The steward was the same as last time. He ordered mung bean soup for the guys, and a piece of ice watermelon and a bowl of cold shrimp for the two of them.

Song Qiu took Zhang Lihua and put on the order one by one, and then just sat down and waited.

It was almost noon when this group of people drank, rested and hurried on their way.

After clearing the table, Song Qiu simply scooped up three bowls of cold shrimp to quench his thirst after the morning heat.

Even those who drank mung bean soup for two days had enough.

A bowl of ice-cold prawns cost three renminbi, and old Yuan wouldn’t drink it no matter what, Song Qiu just laughed, “We’ve eaten iced watermelons that cost five renminbi a piece, why are we still afraid of these icy cold prawns?”

Old Yuan muttered, that's not the same, the iced watermelon is left over from the closing of the stall, and it has been cut up, and if you don't eat it, you can't sell it tomorrow, so of course you have to eat it in order not to waste it.

However, Song Qiu had already started to drink spoonful by spoonful. Seeing that she was not moving, he said again: "It's too hot, so drink a bowl of cool milk. Don't be reluctant to drink the cold shrimp made from pea powder that you stirred yourself. Don't you know that we don't have two dollars to eat this bowl?"

Old Yuan Shi listened, thinking that a bowl of pea flour could indeed make a lot of cold shrimps, and saw that her granddaughter had eaten them all, so she started to eat them.

Not to mention, this cold shrimp is delicious to eat, but it's really sweet.

With that condition, who would not hesitate to eat something good?

This makes sense.

As soon as the cold shrimp was finished, a person ran in sweating profusely.

"Aunt Yuan, hurry up! Come to my house quickly, my daughter-in-law fell down and met Hong, but she is about to give birth!"

The person who came was Wang Dali, the son of Wang Butcher from the village. This person was so anxious that his face was full of panic. He rushed in and dragged old Yuan Shi away before he finished speaking.

"Why did you fall? I remember that your daughter-in-law will be born next month!" Old Yuan Shi was startled when she heard that someone had fallen. Not long ago, she went to be touched by someone. For the stomach, I knew I couldn't give birth this month, so why did I fall down.

Wang Dali was also about to cry, "She was going for a stroll in the village, but she fell down. Aunt Yuan, please follow me quickly. When you see Dahong, she is screaming for pain right now!"

I fell down, and it is useless to say these things at the moment, I only hope that it will go smoothly, and the old Yuan quickly got up and followed to go back to the village.

With such a big sun, there are many roads in the village this time, Song Qiu was afraid that her grandma would be tired from running back panting, so she hurriedly said, "Uncle Dali, hurry up with my mule cart!"

Wang Dali was worried about his daughter-in-law, so he was not polite after hearing this. He hurried to get the mule cart, helped the old Yuan to get on, and hurried to the village.

Wang Dali married a daughter-in-law last year. This is the first child of the daughter-in-law, and she fell down again before the time came. I am afraid that this child will be difficult.

Song Qiu reckoned that her grandma might not be able to come back before the stall was closed, but since she delivered in her own village, her grandma would not go hungry, so she didn't worry about it.

After a while, seeing no one passing by, Song Qiu sat in a small iron pot and prepared to boil water for noodles.

Cook two bowls of simmered noodles, and then she and Lihua will fill their stomachs.

It was a coincidence that as soon as the noodles were boiled, someone came to the tea shed.

Zhang Lihua hurried forward to say hello, but the visitor didn't even look at the bamboo sign. Seeing that there were pots and stoves here, he directly asked what was there to eat?
Those who passed by at this point, just like the three big men yesterday, must have been hungry and haven't eaten yet.

It’s good to eat some, but if you don’t have to eat, you can just eat dry food with some tea.

Song Qiu looked up, and saw that the man obviously had dry food in his bag on the table.

"There are scorpion noodles, would you like a bowl, guest officer?" Song Qiu asked.

"Have noodles to eat? All right, then serve me a bowl, and another bowl of tea." The man immediately said.

The noodles were almost cooked, and the amount was two small bowls, but Song Qiu saw that he was a man, and a man should have a large appetite, so he simply used a large bowl to fill the cooked noodles, and then poured two Spoon chili meat saozi.

A bowl of fragrant glutinous rice noodles was brought to the table, and Zhang Lihua also brought herbal tea.

The man took the chopsticks, looked at the big bowl of noodles and the old meat piled on top, he felt his saliva secreting, he quickly stirred the noodles and started to eat.

As soon as he put it in his mouth, the smell of meat wrapped in chili and the chewiness on top immediately made him give a thumbs up.

"Little girl, these noodles are delicious! I have eaten too many noodles elsewhere, but this is the first time I have eaten this spicy and fragrant pork noodles."

Song Qiu just pursed his lips and smiled, "It's just as long as the guest officer likes to eat, he just messes with it."

In fact, if there is bean paste, the fried meat sauce will be different.

The man was full of praise, and his actions showed that he didn't tell lies. He fed it into his mouth one chopstick after another, with big mouthfuls, and he was so hungry that others didn't eat.

Suddenly there was the sound of swallowing saliva.

Song Qiu thought it was Lihua who was hungry, and was about to turn to tell her that the cooking would continue immediately, but when she saw that Lihua was washing the dishes, it was not her voice.

(End of this chapter)