As soon as Fan Jin gave the reservation money, Zhang Lihua's waist was bulging and she didn't know how to walk.
Song Qiu looked at her, and then at her grandmother Yuan, who was also a little dumbfounded, "Okay, let's go to Uncle Sweet Potato first. I'll call Uncle Wujin over and we'll go home quickly. There are so many, it's not fast."
I’m afraid I won’t be able to deliver the goods tomorrow afternoon.”
The two of them nodded, speechless, and mechanically followed Song Qiu to the outside of the market.
All the way to Zhang Ji's grocery store, Zhang Digua, his son, already knew that the hot rice dumplings sold in this market were sold by the Song family.
Yesterday Zhang Hugua brought him mushrooms and told him about it. He also told the old Deng family that they were working as helpers for twenty cents a day.
Also, he just went to see the excitement and saw it with his own eyes.
So when he saw Lao Yuan and the others coming, Zhang Digua was also very enthusiastic and hurriedly asked them to sit down.
Song Qiu settled the two of them, drank a bowl of tea to quench their thirst, and immediately went to Surabaya Pier.
But as soon as I walked out of this street, I saw Wu Jin coming towards this end leading an ox cart.
As soon as the two carriages met, Wu Jinjin said first: "I have heard about the hot sales of these rice dumplings when I was pulling goods at the dock. Guessing that you are tired after such an early morning, I hurried over here after delivering two goods.
I'm here, so you don't have to run to find me and tire your feet."
"Hurry up and sit in the bullock cart. I'll take you along. Have you had enough work today? Your hair is soaked with sweat."
Song Qiu was not polite and climbed onto the bullock cart while talking to Wu Jin, "You guessed Wu Jin well. I'm very busy today. The rice dumplings are also selling well. They're all sold out and I've received a lot of reservations."
, I have to keep busy when I get back, I guess I won’t be able to finish it.”
"So I was just about to tell Uncle Wujin that I would like to ask Aunt Manju and Lanhua to come and help with the work. Just like Grandma Deng and the others, they will be paid 20 cents per day."
"Also, I have to go to town to deliver goods tomorrow afternoon, and I need Uncle Wujin's bullock cart. You won't be able to go to town to pull goods tomorrow. It just so happens that you can also help me. I'll give you six
Do you think it’s possible to make ten cents a day?”
Wu Wujin heard that the rice dumplings were selling well and there was a big booking, so he was very happy for Song Qiu. Hearing this again, he nodded and said: "Okay! No problem, I will ask Aunt Manju to help you when we get back.
You said you pay the same wages as Aunt Deng and the others, so I won’t say anything else. It’s just that the sixty cents a day I have is too much for you to pay. Why are you so polite to me? Just give me thirty cents!”
"That won't work. Sixty cents is considered too little. It's delaying Uncle Wujin's day's work. Don't say any more. Otherwise, I think you think it's too little, so why don't you add more?" Song Qiu just shook his head.
road.
When Zhou Wujin heard this, he was frightened and could only smile and said: "Okay, okay, I can't defeat you, Aqiu, so let's do it!"
But I thought I couldn’t take advantage, I had to be more attentive and help make rice dumplings!
While talking, I returned to the market. I first went to Zhangji Grocery Store to pick up Lao Yuan and Zhang Lihua, and then quickly went to Wuji Rice Store to buy some more glutinous rice.
Shopkeeper Wu also burst into laughter when he saw Song Qiu. He now knew what this little girl did.
The sworn enemy across the street learned how to make rice dumplings from a little girl, but ended up losing his wife and losing his troops. Not only was his work in vain, but his reputation was also ruined, and his business has improved a lot today.
These rice dumplings are hot, he has seen it, and has heard others say it a lot today.
How could I not be happy to see Song Qiu now?
"Little girl, how much glutinous rice do you want today? I'll let the waiter weigh it for you. Don't worry, the price won't be increased. It's still ten cents per pound!"
He is not the guy across from him, sitting on the floor and jealous of other girls.
He hoped that the little girl's business would be good so that she could take care of his business and buy more of his glutinous rice.
So, you have to hold on to this guest tightly, don't let him go to another house.
Song Qiu estimated the rice dumplings he had ordered and ordered two hundred catties of glutinous rice, ten catties of red beans and mung beans, and ten catties of red dates.
When shopkeeper Wu heard this, he became even more happy and directed the three clerks in the shop to work together to load the items and weigh them.
He was not idle, he directly took another big handful of chestnuts, and also filled a small cloth bag with half a bag of white powder, and handed it to Song Qiu together: "Little girl, these are all given to you by me.
Yes, take it home and eat it."
Lizi Song Qiu knew that the shopkeeper gave her a large handful last time, which was white and looked nothing like flour.
Song Qiu couldn't help but ask, and shopkeeper Wu smiled and said: "This is pea flour. Rich people who make cakes will buy this. It's a good thing. It sells for twelve cents a pound in my shop! It's cheaper than white flour."
expensive."
Pea flour?
Song Qiu's eyes lit up as soon as she heard this. This was a good thing. She took another look. Although it didn't have to be as white and delicate as the pea powder of later generations, good things are good things and they are rare.
"Then thank the shopkeeper!"
The things had to be bought, but the shopkeeper was so generous in giving them away, which made the buyer happy.
At the end of the check, two hundred kilograms of glutinous rice, ten kilograms each, equals two thousand kilograms, plus the three hundred kilograms of red beans, mung beans and red dates, the total is exactly two thousand three hundred kilograms, which is two or three cents of silver.
Song Qiu took the money bag from Old Yuan, and it contained the money for all the rice dumplings sold today. Old Yuan who made the reservation that day also brought it with him, so it was just enough to pay for it.
The total is 2,315 cents. After paying the stall fee of 5 cents, after settling the bill here, there are still ten cents left.
The money bags were all gone out before they were warmed up. Old Yuan was also a little disappointed. Did he make money or not?
But thinking about the more booking money Zhang Lihua had with her, Old Yuan's eyes twitched and she felt happy.
After leaving the rice shop, Song Qiu used the copper coins he had to buy ten meat buns. He was so tired today, so he should eat some meat.
Song Qiu was busy rushing home, thinking about making so many rice dumplings, and didn't even notice that shopkeeper Li in Li Ji's rice shop kept staring at her with unkind eyes as soon as they entered Wu Ji's rice shop.
The horse stumbled today. After a lot of hard work, I couldn't succeed.
He and Wang Sanming were fair-weather friends. They drank together and had some conversation. They knew that he had ordered rice dumplings and that he was a villager from the village below, not from the town. Not many people knew him.
That's why he came up with this method. He tripped Wang Sanming here, and then found someone to impersonate Wang Sanming.
I just wanted to take away the rice dumplings ordered by Wang Sanming. When Wang Sanming, the real owner, went there, they would be gone so that I could cause a fuss and cause some trouble for the little girl.
But how could he have imagined that the little girl would have such a good memory that she would just give the rice dumplings to her and have to recognize people one by one?
Otherwise, the rice dumplings would have been taken away a long time ago. He tried to keep Wang Sanming here for a long time after being unable to keep him, so he let him go. He never thought that he would just deliver it.
It's really hard and annoying.
He lost his wife and lost his troops, and even his business was slow. But why did the little girl's rice dumplings sell more enthusiastically?
I heard that there are a lot of reservations today.
Thinking like this, shopkeeper Li's eyes became sinister.