After Mr. Lu remembered clearly and was about to start writing, Song Qiu paused and asked: "I wonder if Mr. Lu wants to make salty rice dumplings? These rice dumplings are divided into sweet and salty. In addition to these three kinds of sweet rice dumplings, what else can be served with candied brown sugar bean paste?"
The fillings are also available. If you want to make it savory, I can also give Mr. Lu a recipe for chestnut meat rice dumplings."
One hundred taels is too affordable, plus she doesn’t plan to make zongzi in the future, so if she gives it to Xiankou, she can also promote zongzi here, right?
Mr. Lu's eyes lit up when he heard that the rice dumplings were salty. Not to mention, his wife didn't like sweets, only salty ones, but she liked the softness of the rice dumplings. If there were salty rice dumplings, they would be really good.
Nod now.
Song Qiu then explained how to make chestnut meat rice dumplings.
Mr. Lu wrote them down one by one, put them aside, and then said: "One hundred taels of silver, does the girl want a silver note or a silver ingot?"
He didn't even talk about copper plates. One hundred taels of copper plates, well, that's too much. It's not easy to take away, right?
Song Qiu listened and thought about the silver ingots. Five or two ingots each cost twenty ingots. They were too heavy to carry around, but banknotes were better. They were light and did not take up much space when placed close to the body.
When the time comes, if she needs it, she can just go to Wantong Bank to change it. After all, she knows the shopkeeper Mo Da of Wantong Bank, right?
He said, "Please, Mr. Lu, give me the banknote."
This was good, and it saved him some time. Mr. Lu immediately took out a banknote from his pocket and handed it over. It was exactly the denomination of one hundred taels.
As for the fifty-seven notes from Shan Jun, the shopkeeper who was downstairs just gave it to him. Now that the business was concluded and both parties were satisfied, Mr. Lu told Song Qiu to come to him at any time if anything happened in the future, so he went to work first.
Went, leaving the waiter to take them downstairs.
Song Qiu put the banknotes carefully and carefully next to her. Seeing Zhang Lihua staring at the place where she put the banknotes with a look like a thief, she couldn't help laughing and said: "Yeah, no one knows how much I have on me unless you look."
If you keep looking at money like this, don’t everyone know about it? When the time comes to grab it, you have to protect me!"
Zhang Lihua then looked away and said with trembling lips: "Ah Qiu, there's a lot of money."
"Yes, it's a lot of money, so you must keep it a secret. Otherwise, what will happen if a thief targets my house?" Song Qiu said.
Zhang Lihua nodded heavily, "I know."
Then I tried my best to tell myself, don't get excited, don't get excited, just pretend it's nothing, just a hundred taels of silver, nothing.
They still want to play.
The two of them followed the man downstairs and picked up the empty baskets. They saw that the women were still waiting.
Song Qiu thanked them with a smile and said that the rice dumpling recipe has been sold to Mr. Lu. We will see when Mr. Lu starts selling rice dumplings. Everyone can just buy it from Mr. Lu's place and keep it authentic.
When everyone heard this, they thought it was a good idea. The Lu family's shop was also a time-honored brand. They were happy to buy from the Lu family. There was no bad reason.
The women chatted and laughed and dispersed, and no one asked how much the rice dumplings were sold for. These days, a vegetable rice dumpling can only be sold for two or five taels, but this rice dumpling can be sold for twenty.
Come on, they are not curious and not important.
But someone else heard the news and learned that Mr. Lu bought the prescription, so he felt that the silver would be quite large.
Shopkeeper Li of Li Jimi Shop, who was a step late, beat his chest angrily and held a grudge against Song Qiu, a girl who kept putting him in a bad mood.
Didn’t you just get a sum of money? No matter how much it is, there will always be people watching, right?
Then no wonder he is.
Shopkeeper Li smiled sinisterly, turned around and went to find the second-rate guy who was doing nothing but idle work and gave him various instructions.
Let’s not talk about this place, let’s talk about that side. Song Qiu and Zhang Lihua left Jingweizhai together, planning to have a fun stroll around the town.
But remember, if you are weighing five pounds on Friday, go to crowded and lively places, but don’t go to places with few people.
If we want to say where the busiest places are in the town, it is of course Pingkangfang, Ankangfang, and Jingyangfang.
We are simply in Jingyangfang now, there is no need to go to other places first, just go shopping first.
But it's just a stroll. You don't have to go in to see the jewelry shop Silk and Satin Zhuangzi on this street. They know that they can't afford it and won't use it. You can just look at it on the street and you don't have to go in and be looked down upon by others.
Song Qiu turned her head and looked at the patched skirt on Zhang Lihua's body, thinking that her mother had told her before going to bed last night to let her pull out some more fabric and go back to make her clothes that fit her well, so that she could have something to change into.
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She also planned to make new clothes out of cloth for her.
"Lihua, do you want to make some new clothes?"
Zhang Lihua listened and looked at the old clothes she was wearing. The material was still fine cotton, but it was left over from Sister Taohua who had worn it out. Sister Xinghua naturally didn't pick up other people's clothes.
It's easier for her.
New clothes, of course she thought about it. She had always picked them up since she was a child, and it seemed like she had made her own new clothes just once.
That year, when her parents were working in the Cheng family, they met with a big happy event in the Cheng family. They gave each of the long-term workers a few feet of cloth, which was just ordinary coarse cloth. The aunt, three aunts, and the others didn't like it. They spread it out and it was their turn.
She can also make a new outfit.
She thought that she had a little more than one tael of money, so it would be perfectly fine to spend dozens of yuan on a set of clothes.
It’s just that it’s hard to explain things at home.
"Ah Qiu, of course I want to wear new clothes. Otherwise, if I buy some fabric and ask Grandma Yuan to make it for me, then I will say you gave it to me?"
She has such a good relationship with A Qiu, and if A Qiu wants to give her a dress to wear, she won't say anything.
Song Qiu happened to think the same way, "You didn't buy it yourself, I really gave it to you."
After saying that, Song Qiu came closer and whispered: "I just made a lot of money, and you are watching. I will give you a new set of clothes, just as hush money!"
"What kind of hush money is there?" Zhang Lihua smiled and slapped Song Qiu, "Okay, you have to give me clothes to wear, I can't wait for it! I promised to spend money for you today, let's go.
Let’s go eat delicious food and I’ll pay for it!”
With that said, Zhang Lihua took Song Qiu's arm, and the two left Jingyangfang laughing and talking, and turned to Pingkangfang, which was a street selling breakfast snacks and small items.
Next to Ankangfang, these two cities have the most fireworks atmosphere. Most of the people coming and going are ordinary townspeople and villagers.
The two of them crossed the arch bridge and went straight to Pingkangfang. Song Qiu gave Zhang Lihua a money bag on the way. Zhang Lihua had agreed with her yesterday and asked her to help carry her own money.
One hundred big bucks.
Zhang Lihua carries her money bag. It is rare that she is full of generosity. She has money and everything is sufficient. It is rare that she is so happy and comfortable.
That's called spending money happily.
From the moment she entered Fangshi, Zhang Lihua started her pattern of constantly spending money.
Two bunches of candied haws, two articles.
Two sesame seed cakes, four coins.
Two bowls of wontons, six coins.
Chilled sour plum soup, two bamboo tubes, two texts.
There are four colorful head flowers, two inscriptions.
Two small wooden combs with simple but careful workmanship, four inscriptions.
Two headbands, two coins.
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Song Qiu burped lightly, and stopped Zhang Lihua when she was about to pay for the meat buns, "My stomach is full right now, and I can't eat it for the time being."
Zhang Lihua, who had eaten a lot of refreshments at Jingweizhai before, expressed dissatisfaction, "Can you bear it with just a bunch of candied haws, a bowl of wontons, a sesame seed pancake, and a bamboo tube of sour plum soup?"