The toothpaste casings and scrap Liu Yan sold yesterday were also recorded in the book according to Li Manjun's previous instructions.
It contains the date, how many kilograms of scrap was purchased, how much it cost, how much it sold for, etc.
This was done to facilitate reconciliation in the future and to avoid hurting feelings due to uneven distribution of money. Liu Yan was not able to accept it at first. She felt that she and Li Manjun had such a good relationship that it was okay to have more or less.
Until her brother Liu Cheng asked her last night: "Sister Manjun is not here today, let's give her the capital, and the remaining income will be 50-50 between us?"
Only then did Liu Yan realize that these accounts must be settled clearly.
"Manjun contributed the capital, and she found this business. She takes the biggest risk. Do you think that if today's candy is not sold out, will Manjun share the cost with us?" Liu Yan asked angrily.
Liu Cheng almost didn't think about it, but shook his head and said, definitely not, "Sister Manjun is not such a fussy person."
"What about you?" Liu Yan slapped her brother on the back of the head, "You are trying to get away with just a few dozen yuan. If I had known, I wouldn't have let Manjun call you a heartless person!"
Liu Cheng kept shouting that he was wrong, wrong, and begged his sisters to take him with them so that he would not be greedy again next time, so Liu Yan let him go.
"Next time, see if I don't beat you to death!" Liu Yan pointed at Liu Cheng's chest and threatened coldly.
The suppression of his sister's natural blood prevented Liu Cheng from showing any more greed. He was obsessed just now, but now he thinks clearly and knows that he is wrong. He said sincerely:
"Sister, I was wrong. I was young and ignorant. I won't be able to do it again next time. Don't tell Sister Manjun, otherwise she won't take me."
He finally tasted some sweetness and could earn at least twenty yuan a day. He really couldn't find it elsewhere.
Liu Yan agreed at the time, and now she immediately told Li Manjun, not forgetting to complain:
"I've watched that brat grow up. If he's greedy but not courageous, I'll beat him a few more times and he'll be honest. Don't worry, Manjun."
"If he still can't change his mind, I'll kick him away without you having to say anything!"
Li Manjun smiled and said nothing, feeling a little sad. How many relatives, brothers and sisters worked together in business and endured hardships together, but once they started making money and gaining benefits, the relationship disappeared.
There are really not many people like Liu Yan who can keep their true feelings and value their emotions.
"Yanzi, I'm so lucky to have you." Li Manjun put his arms around Liu Yan's shoulders, wanting to express his feelings by hugging her face.
Liu Yan was startled and pushed her away in disgust, "Don't mess with me, it's so disgusting!"
Liu Cheng was already waiting in front with the candies. Liu Yan waved to him, shook off Li Manjun and ran over there, thinking to herself, it was important to make money, and she had no time to get into trouble with Li Manjun here.
In the past, Liu Yan would have gossiped about Li Manjun's blind date yesterday, but now she only asked casually, and as soon as Li Manjun mentioned business, she immediately focused on money.
If Liu Cheng hadn't asked her later, Li Manjun would have felt as if the magical event of yesterday's blind date didn't exist.
"What are you planning to do next? Do you want to meet your parents?" Liu Cheng asked in a very gossipy manner.
Liu Yan laughed at him, "I think you are in love and want to date someone!"
Li Manjun smiled and shook his head, "The horoscope is only half-curved. Let's finish the work first. The toothpaste skin is almost gone. When we finish it here, we will have to change places. We won't be able to do it here for long."
"By the way, which village are you going to today?"
Without catching the earliest bus, the three of them left Heather Town on foot. They couldn't go to far away villages, so they had to go to nearby ones.
Liu Yan said that they had visited the remaining villages yesterday, but some goods could not be picked up and they had not brought them with them. Today they mainly went to pick up the goods and then visited the two nearest large villages.
"Oops, I almost forgot!" Liu Cheng suddenly patted his head, walked up to Li Manjun and said:
"Sister Manjun, yesterday an uncle in Xiashui Village told me that he had old goods in his family. I almost forgot to tell you."
Li Manjun was delighted, "What kind of old guy?"
"I haven't looked at it yet, but I heard him say that it seemed to be some old furniture in his ancestral house. I heard from the villagers that his family's economic situation was not very good, and he planned to sell it together with the house." Liu Cheng
explained.
He didn't know the other details. After all, there were only two of them yesterday and they were busy collecting scraps. They didn't have time to look at it. They just asked other villagers casually.
You should definitely go check it out.
The furniture in the old houses in the past was made of good materials. If it is well preserved, it does not count its historical value. It depends on the material. If it is left to future generations, it will still be worth money.
So the three of them stopped delaying and went to the previous villages to collect and pack the goods that they had not yet had time to collect. They put them in the homes of acquaintances and relatives to help keep an eye on them, and immediately set off for Xiashui Village.
The uncle who talked to Liu Cheng yesterday was weeding pepper seedlings in the field. When he saw three people coming to see the condition of his ancestral home, he immediately put down his work, picked up the hoe and led them to the ancestral home.
The uncle's surname is Hu, and most people here in Xiashui Village have the surname Hu. The whole village used to belong to the same clan, and there were very few outsiders.
Uncle Hu said that his grandfather was a member of the imperial family in the late Qing Dynasty. His ancestors were once wealthy and left an ancestral house behind. Unfortunately, his descendants had little future and the house gradually fell into decline.
Now their family of five lives in an old house at the east end of the village. The children want to start a business and need money, so they want to sell the old items in the ancestral house.
"The tables, chairs and benches in the house are all in pretty good condition. My son came over to clean them last time and they are still in normal use."
As he spoke, Uncle Hu led the three of them to a dilapidated courtyard with white walls and blue tiles, took out the key, unlocked the door, and led the three of them in.
"If you are interested in it, I won't offer a high price. You can take it as you please, with dozens or hundreds of dollars. Our ancestors have money and use good materials. They are very solid. It will not be a problem to use them for another hundred years."
As soon as the decayed wooden door opens, the first thing that comes into view is a large courtyard. The courtyard is extremely spacious and overgrown with weeds. There is a gravel road in the middle that leads directly to the front door of the house.
Uncle Hu said while sweeping the grass on the road with a hoe, "This house is too big, and the family can't live there without us. That's why we moved out."
Sure enough, after the door of the house was opened, the interior was very long, thirty or forty meters deep, and it was eerie.
Uncle Hu was used to it, so he pushed open all the carved folding wooden doors, and opened the doors of the wing rooms on the left and right sides. The light came in, and several bulky and heavy furniture were placed crookedly in the lobby.
"We moved some of the furniture, and left the rest that were difficult to move."
Uncle Hu took the initiative to introduce the high stools, benches, Taishi chairs, and Eight Immortals tables in the house. Liu Cheng and Liu Yan went up to look at them. The paint was all peeled off, and there was a thick layer of dust sprinkled on them.
Li Manjun looked at the materials inside through the peeling paint. They were indeed good materials, a bit like rosewood or red rosewood.
The shape is the usual exquisite style in the south, but it is too worn, so worn that it loses its beauty. There are gaps and potholes in the table top, and the stool is missing a leg. It cannot stand up and can only be leaned against the wall.
