I have made a fortune by farming

Chapter 393 Coax the child

The reward money from the dyeing workshop is only twice a year, and Song Fushan still has some status in the dyeing workshop, so every time the reward is less, there will be two or three taels, and if there is more, there will be five taels.

"I just want to pay off the money I owe you, I'm afraid it will take a long time..." Song Laogen became more and more emboldened as he thought about it, "If you continue to use the money, then... let the old master sell the land, if Don't rush to use it, maybe let him slow down for a while?"

It was not easy for Song Laogen, who was almost in the coffin, and now he had to think about the children in this family.

Song Ying is indeed not well-off now.

Although the money for the fourth uncle has opened a shop, it is not time to collect the bill. Although the Qingsi ointment in the county is still being sold on consignment, those merchants have been cut off, and the income is not as much as before. I've been busy with my parents' shop these days, and I don't have time to make new plasters.

As a result, there are only 30 taels left in hand.

If it weren't for the money that was used to trick Mr. Huo Xiaoguan back in Yongcheng, she would be even tighter now.

Fortunately, she still has a small goal.

Make it a hundred million with soap.

The ratio of alkaline water to oil is still being studied, but Song Ying thinks that it won't be long before she can successfully figure out the best formula, when the time comes...

Thinking about it this way, Song Ying grinned: "Of course I'm short of money, but it's fine to sell the land, how about this, from now on, uncle will directly pay half of the wages he gets back every month to me."

The old man's eyelids twitched.

"Okay, I'll tell your uncle." The old man sighed.

Fortunately, my eldest son is a promising man with a lot of money every month. Otherwise, 40 taels of silver would not be enough in ten years!

Song Fushan's wages are really high, and there should be at least three taels a month, and four or five taels is also possible if he is busy catching up with the goods.

Such a lot of wages is enough to make all the men in the village envious.

Of course, Song Fushan also spends more than the average person. First, he has a useless son, and he must spend at least one tael per month as a subsidy for his son. Secondly, the county town is expensive, and the father and son need a lot of money to eat and drink. Well, after Dayao's deduction can be deducted, the amount that was handed over to the old man every month in the past is not too much.

Now Song Fushan doesn't need to hand over the money, but he has to hand it over to Dayao.

Now that Song Ying directly wanted half of it, it meant that even if Song Fushan couldn't bear it and wanted to help his son in private, that would be impossible.

One and a half a month, plus the silver reward, then the 40 taels of silver should be repaid in more than a year and a half.

Don't delay saving a private house for Da Ge'er in the future.

In the next few days, Song Ying kept her word and came every day. Twice, she couldn't help but beat the old man up.

Almost pointed at the old man's nose and called him stupid.

The three sisters-in-law of the Song family were so frightened that they didn't dare to show their breath. They looked at Song Ying like a little daughter-in-law seeing an evil mother-in-law.

Song Ying couldn't help it either, the old man was too concerned about face, and he didn't take it hard to learn Wu Qinxi. He felt ashamed of several movements, so he always did them irregularly, so when she got angry, her voice became louder.

But the old man is also a little bit wrong.

In the past, when Song Ying was begging for him, the old man would still show embarrassment to Song Ying, admonishing him as an elder from time to time, but now it was the other way around, he had nothing to say, and started to be afraid of Song Ying.

Song Ying stared, and the old man subconsciously tensed up.

After studying for five days, I finally looked decent.

"It's a pass, and I will practice like this in the future. It's going to be a holiday. I have to go to the city to talk about business. Don't slack off at home, old man. If you practice well, I will bring you Yongcheng when you come back. The most famous money cake." Song Ying looked like coaxing a child.

(End of this chapter)