Poison doctor Niangzi Shanlihan

Chapter 642 Your Mother Is Just an Ignorant Woman
Unexpectedly, she would spend a lot of money to buy roast duck, and Zhao Zhang, who seldom ate it once, was also surprised.

But she was still very happy to eat roast duck, so she smiled.

"You are virtuous." She did not forget to boast, but then asked, "How much did you earn today?"

"Mother, is there anything we can't talk about until we get back?" Zhao Zicheng said suddenly, stopping Zhao Zhangshi from speaking.

He looked around vigilantly. Last time, those street gangsters were squatting in the opposite corner, looking at this side.

Zhao Changlu also turned his head to take a look, his expression froze, and he glared angrily at the woman who caused the trouble.

"To shut up!"

Mrs. Zhao and Zhang were wronged by the scolding, and on the street again, her face blushed immediately, and she wanted to justify a few words, but thought that it would only make things worse, and the head of the family would definitely be even more unhappy, so she had to endure it.

She pursed her lips and turned her head to look away.

"Mother-in-law, you can take this roast duck back. It's already noon. Go back quickly, and we will follow behind."

Lin Xiaofu put one roast duck wrapped in lotus leaves into his own basket, and handed another one to Mrs. Zhao and Zhang.

Then he gave Zhao Changlu a meaningful look.

They followed behind, even if the street ruffians wanted to make up their minds, they had to be afraid of Zhao Zicheng's ferocity.

Mrs. Zhao Zhang took the lotus leaf bag tied with fine hemp thread, then turned her head and said: "The head of the house, let's go, I have to go back to cook."

Lin Xiaofu also got into the donkey cart, and Zhao Zicheng also drove the donkey cart away.

But before leaving, he glanced coldly at the opposite corner, who knew that those street gangsters had already gone to the other side.

When they left the town, they saw Zhao Changlu had stopped and waited for them.

"Your mother is just an ignorant woman who doesn't understand the dangers outside, so don't annoy her." Zhao Changlu explained.

"Father, you saw it just now. Be more careful next time. Those ruffians have followed us. Don't reveal your money in the town. Let them keep an eye on you."

Zhao Zicheng explained.

"Well, I bring a little money every time, and I pass by the bank at about the same time, and change it into a full tael of silver bills, which is more convenient for collection."

Zhao Changlu knew the reason and said quickly.

Every night when Zhao Zitian came home, he would bring the money box home. The father would see how many catties of fish he had prepared to go out the next day. After estimating the quantity, he would bring two or three extra coins with him.

When the sale is almost done, you can round it up and exchange it for a tael of silver bills, and the rest of the money you earn back is about the same, but it's not so eye-catching.

Zhao Zicheng gave them a load of fish every day, which was about 60 catties. Except for food at home and fish balls, what they could sell was about [-] to [-] catties.

In the town, the price is usually ten yuan, and someone counter-offers eight yuan and sells it, and before returning home at noon, seven yuan will also be sold.

At the end of the day, there is always a few dicks to make.

If not, Zhao Changlu, who has been calculating carefully all his life, would not have made up his mind to buy a donkey cart worth 12 taels.

The business is very profitable, and even the illness is cured quickly. Since May, I have fully recovered, and I am full of energy every day.

It's just that if you sell loquats for the first time, you can buy roast ducks. Zhao Changlu is also full of curiosity about the profits made by the second family.

When his father asked about it, Zhao Zicheng just glanced at Lin Xiaofu.

Lin Xiaofu immediately explained: "Our profit seems to be high, but the cost is high."

Lin Xiaofu immediately calculated the cost of all necessary purchases, and added another sentence.

"It still costs money, and there are also those who don't spend money. They cut wood, lit a fire, boiled it, cooled it, and borrowed a donkey cart to sell it for a long time today to make a little money."

(End of this chapter)