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Chapter 045: Collecting Shrimp and Snails

The bamboo arrow shot out of the air and hit the target with a bang.

Meng Qiyu clapped her hands excitedly and jumped up, while Meng Qifeng took the bow and arrow and was eager to try it.

Shen Qingqing walked quickly into the yard and praised loudly: "Auntie is good at archery. Please teach me tomorrow!"

Mr. He laughed boldly: "Okay, whenever you want to learn, just come to my aunt...Why are you back so early today? Are you not fishing for shrimps?"

"I asked the children in the village to help me catch it. I can just spend a little money to get it back later. Feng'er, let me give it a try."

Shen Qingqing took the bamboo arrow and tried it several times, but failed to hit the target. He taught her how to draw the bow and how to aim from behind, just like teaching a child.

I spent the afternoon leisurely, and in the evening Da Zhuang came to the door carrying a bamboo basket, followed by several children and a woman from the same village.

The child worked very seriously and picked out all the impurities inside. When he lowered his head, he saw that the basket was full of lively little shrimps, which looked quite gratifying.

Without saying a word, Shen Qingqing immediately weighed the shrimps on a scale and paid each child a copper coin according to the weight. There was not much, and the total was just over three kilograms.

The big and strong woman watched for a long time, and finally couldn't help but ask: "Qingqing, why did you buy this shrimp? It's so small and has no meat."

Shen Qingqing replied politely: "I can't help it, the child likes to eat."

The grown-up woman felt sad when she heard that she would just spend dozens of copper coins to buy the food if her child likes it. This is really not spending money as money.

"I heard that you opened a noodle shop in town, is it true?"

Shen Qingqing nodded, the noodle shop is open in the town, and people come and go. It is impossible to hide it from the villagers, and there is no need to hide it.

"Then do you need a helper? I'm good at cooking noodles and coaxing children! And the salary I need is not much, only three cents a day."

Da Zhuang Niang smiled to please, "Da Zhuang Dad has been captured by the conscripts for more than half a year. The family is really struggling to make ends meet. I am a woman and I can't find a way to make money. You see..."

"Sorry, the noodle shop doesn't need anyone anymore." Shen Qingqing interrupted her in a distant tone.

The big strong woman's face suddenly fell, "Okay, then I won't disturb you."

Shen Qingqing couldn't bear to see her disappointed look. It was indeed difficult for a woman to raise three children, but the noodle shop couldn't accept random people.

After thinking about it, she called Da Zhuang Niang again, "How about this? You and Da Zhuang will catch me two kilograms of shrimps and snails every day. Shrimps cost eight cents per catty, and land snails cost two cents per catty. I can bring them."

Go to the noodle shop and sell whatever you want."

The strong woman turned her worries into joy and kept bowing to Shen Qingqing, "Qingqing, thank you, you will be of use to me in the future, just ask, I can't do difficult things, but I still have the strength."

Shen Qingqing smiled and exchanged greetings with her. After sending the person away, she started to process the shrimps and the snails soaked yesterday. While cutting the snail tails, she teased Meng Qixue: "Xue Bao, mother has arranged all your future business.

Now, you can’t let go.”

Meng Qixue straightened her chest, "Mom, don't worry, I will definitely sell everything!"

He slaughtered the rooster he brought yesterday, chopped it into small pieces and stewed it with the mushrooms in a casserole. While the chicken was stewing, Shen Qingqing fried the dried shrimps and then used the hot oil in the pot to make stir-fried snails.

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The snails were a bit spicy, so not all of them were served on the table. Shen Qingqing put the remaining half in a wooden basin and soaked it in the soup, preparing to give it to the customers who bought shrimps the next day.

That night, Meng Qixue was so excited that she couldn't sleep for a long time. She hugged Shen Qingqing's neck and kept mumbling: "Mom, tell me how much money I can sell for tomorrow?"

"What if there are too many people buying shrimps and a fight breaks out?"

"Oh, I have to tell them in advance that we have to line up in advance to buy things and we can't fight."

"..."

Shen Qingqing couldn't stop giggling while listening to her childlike words, "Don't worry, if they get into a fight, my mother will rush out to start a fight immediately."

"Thank you, Mom." Meng Qixue responded softly, kissing her face several times, "Mom, would it be okay for Xuebao to sleep with you today?"

Faced with such an offensive, Shen Qingqing couldn't say no at all, "Then I will reluctantly take you in for one night, and lie down quickly."

Meng Qixue immediately lay down obediently, blinked her eyes and looked at Shen Qingqing, laughing non-stop.

After lying like this for a long time without seeing her closing her eyes and sleeping, Shen Qingqing tapped the tip of her nose and said, "Can't you sleep? If you can't sleep, let me tell you a story."

"Okay, okay!" Meng Qixue clapped her hands excitedly.

What story is good to tell?

Shen Qingqing closed her eyes and thought for a while, her mind was filled with all kinds of ghost stories, such as those about starving ghosts ripping out their hearts, and some unjust ghosts asking for their lives...

It was all her fault that her master made up ghost stories all day long to scare people. As a result, she spent her whole childhood dealing with ghosts and suddenly couldn't think of any serious stories.

When I was thinking hard, I turned my head and met three pairs of eyes full of curiosity.

Shen Qingqing jumped up from the bed, "When did you come?"

No one answered. After a long time, Meng Qiyu sniffed and said: "Yu'er also wants to listen to stories, listen to stories."

Shen Qingqing patted the quilt and said, "Everyone who wants to hear the story, come up. Let's sleep together tonight."

The three treasures lead the way, the second treasure follows closely behind, and the big treasure walks last.

The originally spacious bed suddenly became crowded.

Shen Qingqing leaned on the bed post and cleared her throat, "Today I will tell you a story about monkeys fishing for the moon. There is a group of monkeys playing in the forest. Some of them are jumping on the trees, and some..."

After telling a story, Sanbao and Sibao especially applauded, "Mom, tell me another one, I still want to hear it."

"Tell stories, tell stories."

Shen Qingqing had no choice but to tell another fable about sitting in a well and looking at the sky. After telling it, Meng Qixue felt it was not enough and asked her to continue telling it.

"Xue Bao, let mother rest for a while, she has to get up to work tomorrow!"

Mainly because there were only a few fables she could think of. What if she finished telling them all at once?

You can't tell ghost stories to your kids.

"Oh well."

Old God Meng Qixue sighed on the ground, turned around and discussed the plot of the story with the other three boys. He was full of energy and had no intention of sleeping.

This led to the fact that when He came to help the next day, he found four sleepyheads sleeping in.

"What did you do last night? Why are you still sleeping at this time?"

Shen Qingqing yawned and put on her clothes, and replied helplessly: "I told them two stories last night. One and the other were so excited that they couldn't sleep, but they disturbed me. Did Auntie have breakfast? If not,

, come and eat with us."

Now she has experienced the ups and downs of raising children.

When she's cute, she makes people want to kiss her, and when she's noisy, she makes people want to be cruel and mute.

He waved his hand, "I've eaten it, you can just make your own."

Shen Qingqing got up too late and was too lazy to do anything. She peeled a few potatoes and cut them into shreds, added flour and eggs to fry some potato cakes, and cooked a pot of rice porridge at the same time.

After the children tidied away, breakfast was served.
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