Song Qiu took out the copper coins to settle the bill. The 620 Wen she and Zhang Lihua had spent together last time had 285 left. The fixed money given by Song Wenzhi first was a silver dime, and there was still more.
There are exactly about three hundred and ten articles.
In total, there is still a shortfall of 570 yuan.
Song Qiu took out the money from the rice dumplings she had just sold. Fortunately, she just knew that she wanted to buy something, so she took the money bag from her.
Today's rice dumplings with twenty-six strings and nine sub-sections were sold for 260 yuan. They ate two of the seventy-four big rice dumplings themselves. Only 72 were sold, which is 216 yuan.
.
Altogether, we are still short of ninety-four cents.
There was no other way, so Song Qiu had to take out the silver coins Zhang Yang gave her and use them.
The silver dime Zhang Yang gave her could be exchanged for two hundred and eighty-nine copper coins.
After all the debts were settled, she was left with only one hundred and ninety-five copper coins.
The waiter helped load the things onto the bullock cart. Song Qiu left the shop and got on the bullock cart. She inadvertently looked across the way and saw the shopkeeper staring at her with a swish expression.
Presumably, he resented her for going to another house to take care of business?
But no matter what, this Li Ji is not kind, and she will never come to this store to buy anything again.
After buying the things that needed to be bought, Song Qiu took Wujin back to pick up Mr. Yuan.
Old Yuan was sitting in Zhangji's grocery store. She had been waiting for a long time. She was very worried and worried. Song Qiu looked at her from a distance and saw her holding her stomach with her breasts. She looked nervous. She looked so nervous.
Customers who came in and out of the shop couldn't help but look at her a few times, always feeling that she was sneaky and had no good intentions.
But Song Qiu knew that a large bag of reservation money and the money for buying rice dumplings today were hidden in her clothes, so she couldn't cover it up?
A person who has a "huge amount of money" and everyone wants to steal her money.
Song Qiu couldn't help but feel happy, and waved her hand from a distance, "Hey! I'm back!"
Old Yuan listened to the sound and took a quick look. When he saw Song Qiu and Wu Jin, his eyes immediately lit up. He stood up and was about to go out to greet them.
But I didn't forget to say to Zhang Digua behind the counter, "Diya! I'm going home, I'm sorry to bother you today!"
Zhang Digua also felt very complicated. Aunt Yuan had been sitting here for a long time, and her nervous expression made him wonder whether she had done something bad or picked up someone's money bag.
With her sitting like this, the business of his shop has dropped a bit today.
Now that he was finally gone, Zhang Digua didn't mean to dislike it, but he was relieved.
"Hey! Auntie, come back next time when you're free!"
Old Yuan agreed and had already left the shop and headed for the bullock cart.
As soon as the two cars met, they headed straight for the town entrance without much delay.
However, when Song Qiu saw that she was at this point, she didn't forget to ask her grandma to get a copper plate and buy six large steamed buns to cushion her stomach.
Wu Jin is a man, he is strong and eats a lot, so Song Qiu bought four for him, and the remaining two were enough for her and Nai.
Along the way, Wu Wujin chatted and laughed with Mr. Yuan. Hearing that the rice dumplings were selling so well today, he also received a lot of reservations, so he bought so much glutinous rice. It was also for them.
Happy.
"Auntie, don't be polite to me. If you need any help, just ask!"
Old Yuan replied, "I won't be polite to you!"
Song Qiu took advantage of the situation and said: "I will still have to trouble Uncle Wujin the next morning. We will rent your ox cart for that day! There is also the afternoon of the fourth day of the lunar month. If you have no choice but to rent it, it will delay your business of running to the dock to pull goods that day.
Already."
"It's okay, it's okay!" Wu Wujin responded.
Song Qiu was thinking in her heart that she would not treat people badly and take advantage of them.
Like today, if they don't hire a truck, Uncle Wujin can still make several trips.
If you are delayed by them, you can't just take ten cents for the bus payment and settle the matter.
When dealing with people, you have to take care of the long term and don't try to take advantage of others. Otherwise, over time, no one will be willing to deal with you sincerely.
All in all, no one wants to associate with someone who always wants to take advantage.
So, when they returned to the village, Wu Wujin sent them directly to the door of their house and helped them move their things in. After Song Qiu whispered to Old Yuan, he directly gave them thirty cash for the carriage.
When Wu Wujin saw this old man, he was shocked and refused to accept anything he said, "Auntie, I just told you not to be polite to me! What are you doing? You gave me ten yuan for the car money."
It’s me who earns money from the folks, you’re not trying to hurt me by giving me so much!”
"That's not what I said. Thirty coins is not enough to delay your afternoon work. You have to accept it, otherwise I will be embarrassed to ask you for help in the future." Old Yuan was also very worried.
Determined.
Wu Wujin had no choice but to say: "Auntie, even if I stay in the town and continue to receive work, I will only earn 20 yuan when the work is done. I will be back when the work is done, so how can I collect this car?"
Money? The thirty cash you gave me is too much. If you really want to give it, just give me twenty cash."
But he didn't say that he could more or less bring a few people with him when he came back every day just to avoid running out of time and wasting a train ride.
Seeing that he was no match, Old Yuan had no choice but to take back the ten coins and put the remaining twenty coins into his hand.
Zhou Wujin took the coins, but smiled and stuffed ten more coins back, "Auntie, your rice dumplings are delicious. I want to buy three of them for everyone in the family to try."
When Old Yuan heard this, she knew that he was from the Gu family, so she said: "It's just a matter of a few rice dumplings. What do you want to buy? I'll have them ready tomorrow, and I'll just send you a few over! You can take the money back."
"
But Friday Jin had already run out of the yard in a hurry.
Old Yuan looked at it and couldn't help but shake his head, "This kid!"
Song Qiu said: "It's okay. It will be ready tomorrow. Let's give a few more."
That's all.
Old Yuan nodded, and then thought of so many reservations, "Aqiu, who do you think we should ask for help?"
"There's a lot that can help, right in front of us! Let's invite Grandma Deng, Aunt Hugua and Lihua! It's close by!" Song Qiu said, looking over there.
Old Mrs. Deng heard the commotion and saw them coming back, and was walking towards this way.
"Brothers and sisters, you are back! How easy is it to sell food today?" Old Mrs. Deng asked with concern.
Old Yuan thought about it, it would be a good idea to invite them. With such a close relationship, who doesn't know who the other is?
It's so close, so it's really convenient.
Immediately he said: "It's sold out. I didn't expect that Aqiu Nianteng's food is so popular. We also received a lot of reservations. At the moment, Aqiu and I are too busy, so I want to ask a few people to help.
.”
"I don't want to invite anyone else, my sister-in-law is right here! I just want to invite my sister-in-law, Hugua's wife and Lihua to help me make it together. The wages are twenty cash a day. What do you think, sister-in-law?"
Lao Yuan quickly responded and invited.
When Old Mrs. Deng heard that the food that Ah Qiu had worked up was so popular, she couldn't help but praise Song Qiu.
Hearing that Old Yuan wanted to ask them to work, he said, "I'm just here to help out. What kind of salary are we talking about? My brother and sister, why are you so interested in meeting me! This is really a quarrel!" Do you still think about it?