"So let's make some vegetables and sell them to them. How can we be healthy just by relying on soup?" Keke said, if people don't eat vegetables for a long time, they will easily get sick, especially if they are still blowing cold wind.
, that will kill people.
When Zhou Wulang heard about it, he immediately snatched the hundred pennies from her hand and said, "Are you kidding me? How do you set the price for cooking? Today we almost got into a fight over a bowl of soup for two pennies."
Lao Zhou, who had been silent all this time, looked over with a frown and asked, "Why, did you have an argument with someone?"
"That's not true." Wu Lang hesitated for a moment before telling him about Lu Da's attempt to grab the spoon. Although his feeling in his heart was very vague, he felt that this was a small conflict between them. If Man Bao hadn't suddenly interrupted,
They might actually fight.
Lao Zhoutou pondered for a moment, then looked at Man Bao, "How do you plan to cook this dish?"
Manbao flexed his fingers and said, "You can stew cabbage, stew radish, and boil eggs!"
Manbao was talking about vegetables that are often eaten at home, especially cabbage and white radish. Nowadays, these are the only vegetables in the fields.
Most of the cabbage has been stored in the cellar, and some are grown in the fields. Nowadays, these are the only two types of cabbage that every household can eat.
Lao Zhoutou thought that the possibility of this business was not very high, because the price was too high, Lao Ding couldn't afford it, and the price was too low, they were losing money. But after thinking about it and thinking that his little girl's proposal would make money every time, he decided
Not much objection.
He said to Zhou Erlang and Xiao Qian: "Tonight you think carefully about how to make this dish. Tomorrow you go with them and tell those laborers that we have six sons in our family."
Zhou Erlang understood, agreed, and then took the hundred coins from Man Bao's hand.
Man Bao didn't mind at all and gave him the money. He also told him, "Second brother, buy some eggs. When the time comes, cook them and sell them to them. Each one costs a penny. With three eggs, we can earn a penny."
"
The eggs sold outside cost three cents for two cents and one cent for one cent, which is equivalent to three cents for one egg.
Zhou Zhoulang felt that this benefit was too small. With this kind of time, it would be better to find another place where laborers serve and make another pot of soup.
Man Bao didn't think so, and kept chattering in his ear, "The third brother is so pitiful. I even wanted to hide the egg water in the morning and give it to him to drink, but I was afraid that it would be scattered wherever I got it, so I still put the eggs
Take it there and cook it for him to eat."
He added: "Egg water doesn't taste good. Boiled eggs are delicious. My sister-in-law is really right. She always refuses to boil eggs for me and always makes me drink egg water. Second brother, tomorrow my sister-in-law will boil egg water.
Can you ask your second sister-in-law to boil eggs for me? I don’t want to drink egg water."
Seeing that she had forgotten about cooking to make money while she was talking, Zhou Erlang nodded without sincerity, "I'll talk to your second sister-in-law."
As for whether she will listen to him or not, that's not certain.
Man Bao thought that her second brother had promised her, so she became happy. After having dinner happily, she took the money and went to find Bai Shanbao.
Wu Lang sent her there, chattering all the way, "We have worked hard for a day and only received fifteen cents. Manbao, why did you allocate so much money for the cost?"
"I only got ten cents." Man Bao didn't feel the lack of money at all, and comforted Wu Lang, "I will definitely make more tomorrow."
"It's not us who takes the money, it's the second brother who takes the money. We will definitely get more." Wu Lang sighed, "Dad will definitely come to me again tonight to ask for money. Alas, how can I save money?
Is it so difficult? By the way, Manbao, you can help me keep ten cents of my money. If dad asks me, I will give him five cents."
Manbao said there was no problem.
Wu Lang sent Man Bao to the door of Bai's house, watched her go in and then went home.
Man Bao was a familiar guest in the Bai family. She was taken to the study by a servant of the Bai family, and she rushed in. Bai Shanbao had already had dinner and was now practicing calligraphy with a pen.
Seeing Man Baolai, he immediately dropped his pen, waved his little hand and said, "Why are you here?"
Man Bao praised him, "You are so diligent, you are practicing calligraphy now."
Bai Shanbao said: "I don't want to be diligent. My grandmother asked me to write. I said I wrote a lot of words today but it's useless. Alas."
Man Bao took out his own paper and pen from his small bookcase and said, "I will practice with you."
With his friends, Bai Shanbao finally became a little enthusiastic about practicing calligraphy and sat down with Man Bao to write.
Man Bao can recognize a lot of Chinese characters, but if she is asked to write them down without comparing them, there will still be many characters that she can't write because she suddenly can't remember what they look like.
As for the characters that can be written, there will always be missing arms and legs, or the arms and legs will be reversed, or one character will simply become two characters.
However, Man Bao feels that all these situations can be corrected. The most important thing is that she always gets too much ink, and what should she do if it always turns into an ink ball at the end of her writing?
Man Bao held the pen and sighed sadly, then dipped in ink and carefully wrote the first word on the paper.
At this time, Ms. Liu also finished reading the booklet Shanbao brought back. She closed the book and handed it to Daji, asking him to take the booklet to the two children.
She still wanted to see what they would do with this booklet.
Manbao and Bai Shanbao, who had agreed to come to discuss writing, had long forgotten about it. They threw aside the booklet sent by Daji, and then got together to judge each other's handwriting.
Bai Shanbao said to her, "Your handwriting is really ugly."
Man Bao envied him, "Your handwriting is so beautiful."
Bai Shanbao was praised and felt that it was not good for him to criticize her, so he said: "It doesn't matter, just practice more and I will teach you."
Man Bao asked him, "Is this the first time you write so ugly?"
"No, I've always looked good at handwriting since I was a child." Bai Shanbao said, "I'm smarter than you."
Man Bao was unconvinced, "I'm obviously smarter than you. I'm the smartest one within a hundred miles."
Bai Shanbao made a face at her, "You're a big talker."
"No," Man Bao said loudly, "I am telling the truth! I am the smartest."
"Then your handwriting is so ugly. You don't memorize as many books as I do, and you don't read as many books as I do."
Man Bao was stunned, with a sad face, and asked Keke in his heart, "Do you think I am smarter, or he?"
The system was in a dilemma. It looked at the intelligence values of the two people and said: "They are about the same."
"There is still a difference. Tell me, who is the difference?"
Keke responded with silence.
Manbao cried "Wow" and pushed Bai Shanbao, "I won't follow you anymore. I will be smarter than you in the future. You just wait, hum!"
Daji was stunned at the side, not knowing why the two children suddenly started to quarrel.
Bai Shanbao was pushed by her and sat on the ground. He was also angry. He got up and pushed Manbao, pushing her to the ground. He didn't give up and said to her with a shameful face, "You are better than me."
You're stupid, you don't admit it, you're shy, you're a crybaby, I'll never play with you again."