Don't be too sweet

Chapter 1667 Exchange commission for commission ([-])

Chapter 1667 Exchange commission for commission ([-])
The last little apple's pulse diagnosis is over.

Yang Jiu shook his head: "Nothing."

He Shanshan let out a long breath: "It's so good, I finally feel at ease now."

"Son-in-law, look, can you give your mother-in-law a pulse?" He Xiangqian said embarrassedly.

Yang Jiu nodded: "Yes."

In fact, Zhang Qiaoshou didn't cough anymore, and she didn't have fatigue and other symptoms. If she didn't tell her, she wouldn't know that she was actually infected with chicken plague.

Yang Jiu shook his head after diagnosing the pulse: "Nothing."

He Xiangqian knows that this son-in-law speaks few words to everyone except his daughter, but the same is true, he will not use a positive tone when he is uncertain.

He let out a long sigh of relief when he saw his affirmative tone.

He Xiangqian's eyes turned red immediately.

"Now it's time to disinfect the room, and then move to the guest room for two days," He Shanshan advised.

"I'm going to be quarantined for a few more days," Zhang Qiaoshou also heaved a sigh of relief with red eyes, but he was still worried.

He Shanshan agrees.

"It's good to observe for a while longer," He Shanshan smiled, her nose was a little sour, but her eyes were crescent-like.

While everyone was here, He Shanshan talked about her plan to exchange oil profits for food profits.

A group of people sat at the round table in the middle of the courtyard and talked——

"Our family has six villages, and we can't finish eating so much food. I'm thinking about selling some of the food in the future," He Shanshan started.

He Xiangqian was confused: "Isn't it time for food shortage?"

"It's not for sale now, it's also useful tomorrow, the next year, right?" He Shanshan said.

He nodded forward.

"So I'm going to use the oil and exchange the grain with the grain merchants, how about it? Then we will have a place to sell the grain," He Shanshan said with a smile.

He Xiangqian, He Guangming, and He Leiluo all had bright eyes and looked at He Shanshan with admiration.

"very good."

He Shanshan smiled a little embarrassedly: "I didn't come up with this idea, it was your son-in-law."

He Qianqian nodded: "It's all the same, it's all the same."

He Shanshan turned her head to look at Yang Jiu beside her, blinked, her long eyelashes blocked the light, casting a small shadow under her eyes.

"Then it's settled, now I'll talk about how much oil commission to keep," He Shanshan glanced at He Leiluo.

He Leiluo touched his nose inexplicably, not understanding why his little sister looked at her like that.

"I'm going to use [-]% of the oil to exchange for the food," He Shanshan said.

"There's no need to exchange so much, right?" He Leiluo was the first to speak, with a little objection, and he also understood why his little sister looked at him before speaking.

"The method of extracting oil is as good as the sky, and if you persist in it for three or four years, people will learn it, but the food is different. Even if everyone knows how to grow food, it must be the same?" He Shanshan asked.

He Leiluo frowned, still feeling disapproval.

"We can use the cash in our hands to invest in the shares," said He Leiluo.

He Shanshan shook her head: "I took the cash in my hand to collect grain, including last year's oil commission."

He Leiluo's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it: "Little sister, you said that [-]% of the oil and half of the oil will be given to your natal family? Why..."

Just as He Shanshan was about to speak, He Xiangqian slapped He Leila on the head.

"You are useless, how did dad teach you? To make money, you have to rely on your own hands. What are you thinking now? Do you want to eat your little sister for a living?!"

He Xiangqian lowered his face.

He Leiluo was a little embarrassed, and shook his head hastily: "I don't mean that, I just think it's a waste to just throw away the money that may be collected."

He Xiangqian gave his second son a blank stare.

"If you want to make money, that's fine. Later, you can make Hejiaweiji bigger, and open it in the next town and county town. It will be as big as a restaurant, so you can make a lot of money?" He Guangming reminded.

Now He Jiawei Ji He Guangming's first room has no commission, only He Shanshan still has a commission, basically the business belongs to He Leiluo's first room.

He Leiluo blushed even more, and shook his head desperately: "Don't, don't, I feel dizzy when I look at the pile of account books. I'd better just keep my little Hejiawei diary."

"Nothing," He Xiangqian reprimanded in a low voice.

　Ask for a ticket, ask for a ticket, ask for a ticket, ask for a recommendation ticket, ask for a monthly ticket, please sisters

　　
　
(End of this chapter)