Shen Shuang's abacus is getting better and better. As expected of modern education methods, she has learned abacus in a very short period of time and can handle the shop's accounts. In fact, Shen Shuang probably knows how much money can be made in the shop. It was in silver. After all, the bags sold every day were kept there, and the accounts were clear. But when the monthly ledger came out, she was still shocked.
Last month, they actually earned more than 2 taels. Her husband's several shops earned more than 1 tael a month. They are all considered big households, but Shen Bingning, a woman, can actually earn from just one shop. When it reached 2 more taels, if she opened another shop, she might earn twice as much silver taels. If she opened ten shops, she would simply not dare to think about what would happen next.
She looked back and saw Shen Bingning, who was busy coming and going from time to time. She really couldn't tell that she had such a business acumen. It was said that a woman's lack of talent was a virtue. She had always believed this sentence before, but now she But I don’t think so anymore. If women are really talented, just like what Shen Bingning said, they women can also hold up a whole world.
"Shuangshuang, Shuangshuang..." It seemed like she heard someone calling her name.
"Well," she came back to her senses and saw Shen Bingning shaking her hand from time to time, "What are you thinking about? Why are you so dazed?"
"No," Shen Shuang raised the corners of his lips slightly. I wonder if this is a smile on her part?
"Shuangshuang, help me make clothes."
"Okay," Shen Shuang agreed. She knew that Shen Bingning's needlework was far from good and she could only make a bag. She couldn't even make sleeves for clothes. This was what surprised her. However, after all, Well, Shen Bingning cannot be thought of as a normal person.
"That's it," Shen Bingning put two pages of paper in front of her. This was the result of at least a dozen revisions.
Shen Shuang took it over and took a look, and saw that they were two pieces of clothing. They were different from ordinary paintings. They were just line drawings, but they were very clear. Shen Shuang also saw that she had painted a vase, and the result was that It was like the vase was printed on it. She called it a sketch.
"Let me help you measure yourself," the pair stood up and said,
"No, no need," Shen Bingning shook her head quickly, "It's not for me to wear."
"Well?" Shen Shuang didn't understand, "If it's not yours, then whose is it?"
"So small," Shen Bingning compared. "One is about a foot long. Although the clothes are small, they have to be made well, better than normal clothes. Thank you for your hard work, both babies. Shen Bingning hugged Shen Bingning. Shuang, when you’re done, I’ll treat you to a big dinner.”
Shen Shuang pulled her hand away and said, "We don't need a big meal. Look at how you've eaten Erhua."
"Sister Shuang, are you calling me?" Erhua walked in from the outside. No wonder Shen Shuang said not to be like Erhua. Dahua used to be thin and small, but now she is white and fat, especially her little face. Her fleshy flesh makes people want to pinch it, and her figure makes Shen Shuang frown just by looking at her. If she gets fatter, the door will be closed.
Erhua moved her body with some difficulty, and finally squeezed in.
Shen Bingning really took the opportunity to pinch Erhua's fat face. "Let me tell you, my two sisters, we are done with our work for a while, and we are going to have a big dinner."
"Okay, okay," Erhua was so happy that she couldn't open her mouth from ear to ear when she heard that there was food to eat.