Girlfriend's Fortune

Chapter 54: Chapter Four: Thinking East and West
A group of four rushed home while eating meat buns to fill their tired stomachs.

Thinking about his work, he didn't dare to delay along the way, and rushed back to the village almost non-stop.

In the village, Mrs. Deng and Mrs. Miao have been busy all morning, and they also washed out the mottled bamboo husks soaked in the water, and they are now preparing for lunch.

As soon as Song Qiu got home, he immediately soaked two hundred catties of glutinous rice, and then sat down to take a rest.

At this moment, Wu Jin also went back and called his daughter-in-law Man Ju and Zhou Shitou to come over together.

"This kid has nothing to do anyway, so I asked him to help out. Don't count his salary, and he can't do a lot of work." Wu Wujin pointed at Zhou Shishitou.

Manju has already heard from the head of the family that she will be paid to work, and she is still earning money in the village, and it is Aunt Yuan's family, so she is also very happy to come to help. As for her son, she will come by the way, she doesn't care about it.

As for Zhou Shitou, knowing that Zhang Lihua was also working in the Song family, he was eager to come over, but he didn't dare to show his joy on his face.

He had just made a verbal agreement with his mother not to marry the girl from that family, so he could delay it for a while, and at this time, he didn't dare to say anything about Lihua.

I just hope that it can be delayed for a while, and then he will slowly talk to his father first, and then show affection to his mother.

Seeing that everyone was coming, Song Qiu kept this feeling in mind, and he was not polite to Zhou's family. First, he asked Zhou Shitou to help him go to Ear Mountain to pick up some bundles of mottled bamboo shells.

There are so many zongzi to be made, and she had picked up almost the same in the past few days, but there will be not enough in the future.

Song Qiu also showed Zhou Shitou what kind of mottled bamboo shells he wanted to pick up. Although Zhou Shitou regretted not being able to work with Lihua, he was not sloppy, and immediately took the straw rope and went up the mountain.

Seeing this, Mrs. Deng asked Zhang Hugua, who had nothing to do at home, to go too. It was just picking up bamboo shells, which was not a tiring job, and she didn't feel sorry for her son on this point.

Besides, with the same salary, the Zhou family can send someone who doesn't get paid to help, it makes no sense that their family doesn't.

According to closeness, their family is the closest to the Song family.

Old Yuan Shi, those are her sisters for decades!

Zhang Hugua was assigned a job, but he wasn't unhappy, it was just helping the Song family, and he was willing.

In this way, two people went to pick up the bamboo shells.

The rest of the family were not idle either, Song Qiu immediately led others to start making zongzi.

The old Yuan family and the old Deng family and Miao family who already know how to make rice dumplings don't need to teach, just continue to make big rice dumplings.

Song Qiu asked Miao and Zhou Lanhua to learn how to make zongzi with her. The zongzi was troublesome, and they needed a lot, so the four of them made it together.

Wu Jin was originally here to help out. He was mainly responsible for pulling zongzi to the town, but he didn't need it right now, so he followed the old Yuan family to make big zongzi.

He was slow in wrapping, knowing that this was food for sale, so he didn't dare to be sloppy, so he was more meticulous and slower. It took him a while to get started, and he only wrapped one after others had wrapped four or five.

But talking is better than nothing, one is the amount, and it helps.

It's already afternoon since the start of today, so when the sun sets in the west mountain, the pre-ordered rice dumplings to be handed in tomorrow haven't been packed yet, but it's not too far off.

On the contrary, Zhang Hugua and Zhou Shitou went back and forth several times, and brought back a lot of mottled bamboo shells.

The 45 catties of glutinous rice soaked last night were all wrapped, and it would be impossible to wrap them at night, so Song Qiu thanked the helpers and let them go back to rest first.

If it's bad, I'll make up for it tomorrow morning, and there's still time.

Today is really sleepy and tired, after all, I have been busy since last night.

Not in the mood to get anything to eat, Song Qiu managed to hold on, and put the wrapped rice dumplings in a cool place next to the water tank so that they would not spoil overnight, and then lit a fire to cook two bowls of salt I ate the porridge, washed my clothes, and fell asleep almost as soon as I touched the pillow.

After waking up from sleep, all the strength came back, Song Qiu got up energetically, washed out the rice that was soaked in yesterday afternoon, and the workers also came one after another.

Let's wrap up the remaining quantity together, and rice dumplings have already been cooked on the stoves here and Zhang's.

When the sun was about to break, they started cooking rice dumplings, and until about [-] o'clock in the morning, all the rice dumplings were cooked. Among them, Song Wenzhi ordered [-] large rice dumplings, [-] strings of nine rice dumplings, plus yesterday's rice dumplings. Pre-ordered at the children's market, two hundred large rice dumplings, sixty skewers of nine rice dumplings.

And old Yuan has been making zongzi with other people, and there are more reservations for tomorrow, and today is designated to be a busy day.

The [-] catties of glutinous rice soaked yesterday only used about [-] catties, and the rest would be enough if I had to wrap it.

But Song Qiu couldn't take care of the family for the time being, luckily everything went smoothly, and the old Yuan family was watching, so Song Qiu didn't worry, and set off with Wu Jin in a bullock cart to the town to deliver zongzi.

The swaying speed of the bullock cart can't be much faster, but it can save some time if it doesn't stop all the way, but it's not much different from walking to the left, and there are many things to pull.

Song Qiu shook his feet while looking at the scenery on both sides of the official road. From time to time, horse-drawn carriages and mule carts passed by, and occasionally people on tall horses galloped by. The speed was very enviable.

It's the difference between a bicycle and a sports car.

Panshi Town is prosperous, and this is the official road that must pass through the north and south. People come and go every day, so it is naturally lively.

Seeing countless carriages and tall horses passing the ox cart and driving away, Song Qiu showed a slightly envious look.

When you have money, how good can you buy a carriage?Songshan Village is too far away from the town, and it takes nearly seven hours to go back and forth by bullock cart, which is too much delay.

It's just that she doesn't know how to drive a carriage, nor does she know how to drive an ox cart, so it's useless to buy a carriage at that time.

But when it comes to riding a horse, she went to the horse farm with her friends in her previous life, but the horse was docile, and someone was always protecting her, so she never ran away. I don’t know if the horse here is fierce or not. The key point is that she dare not be alone. ride.

Otherwise, still buy a bullock cart?It's not good to use other people's ox carts exclusively. They have other things to do, so they can't keep you there, even if they pay for the carts.

It is not good to use the car from time to time.

Or buy a mule cart?Or a donkey cart?
I don't know if the ox cart is faster or these two?

She didn't know what price it was.

Think about it now, it's still short of money.

Song Qiu's mind was thinking in opposite directions, here and there, without a break, time passed quickly, and he was almost at the entrance of the town.

When we entered the town, it was already around noon, late or early, and the sun was shining brightly on our body, making it extremely hot.

Song Qiu was afraid that the zongzi would go bad in the sun, so he purposely covered the barrel with big plantain leaves to keep out the heat.

All the way into Ankangfang, besides the morning market, the market street also has a lunch market and a night market, but there are not as many people as the morning market, and there are not as many stalls as the morning market.

Therefore, the booth fee should be less, just two renminbi.

Those who can still set up stalls in the market at this point are mostly people in the vicinity of the town or vendors who specialize in this.

Song Qiu paid the booth fee and got the wooden sign, so he hurriedly moved all the rice dumplings there with Wu Wujin, and there was a booth right at the beginning.

(End of this chapter)