After coaxing her for a while, the child slowly closed her eyes. Yan Baiwei pulled the quilt over her and whispered: "Thank you, Xiao Jin'er!"
He touched the child's pink face, then turned around and came out, carefully closing the door.
Outside, Tao Chengqi was sitting in front of the stone table. There was a plate in front of him. There might have been a bowl on it, but now it has been removed.
Inside is a small birthday peach made of unknown materials. It is only the size of a normal peach, with an ugly word "longevity" on it.
Yan Baiwei sat down and looked at it.
Then he opened his mouth wide and took the word "longevity" into his mouth in one bite. It was sweet and soft, melting in the mouth, and the pastry inside was extremely soft. Yan Baiwei didn't care whether he was choking or not, he opened his mouth wide again and ate half of the peach.
Go down.
His cheeks were bulging, and there was butter on his lips, and he ate without any image.
Tao Chengqi looked at him quietly and said nothing.
After a while, he ate the cake. With a little whiteness on his lips, he whispered softly: "Yuan Mu said that I will not live to be twenty-two years old. After tonight, I will be twenty-three years old."
Tao Chengqi nodded.
Then the two of them stopped talking and just sat quietly.
From the bell tower not far away, the sound of "dang dang" was heard, and the bell rang at midnight.
Tao Chengqi smiled and said: "It seems that even miracle doctors sometimes make mistakes."
He gestured to the plate: "If you eat the fairy peach from the little fairy, you will live a long life."
Yan Baiwei held his forehead with one hand and looked at the ray of moonlight in the sky.
After a long time, he suddenly stopped laughing. He whistled for a healthy pigeon, then took out a pocket notebook and an ink pen, and wrote four big characters: "I am still alive."
He tore off a page of paper, instead of using a bamboo tube, he tore a strip of cloth from his clothes, tied it to the pigeon's leg, raised his hand and let it fly.
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Two days later, Tang Shijin sent the first batch of two thousand kilograms of five-spice sausages to Mrs. Zheng.
When Mrs. Zheng saw her, she held her hand and smiled and said: "Jin'er, my stupid second brother came back that day like a defeated rooster, but he made me laugh a lot. Qingyuan said...
I went to you to apologize, but I said no. I said that even if Jin'er was angry, it was Yang Pengbei who was angry. What does the friendship with our sisters have to do with it? If you rushed to apologize, you would be underestimating our Jin'er's magnanimity.
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Tang Shijin smiled and nodded.
Isn’t it true that she said that Mrs. Zheng is really much smarter in life and business than that Yang Pengbei? How comfortable are those words?
Then Mrs. Zheng smiled again and said: "But I also have to say something for my stupid brother. He, you don't know that back then, my father and my eldest brother were running business outside. As a result, something happened to my family. I
The second brother hadn't learned how to do business at that time. He worked hard to make money to support us and the two of us, so he struggled for three years. Therefore, this stingy temper has not changed over the years... Don't be offended."
Tang Shijin said: "It's okay, I don't blame him either."
Mrs. Zheng smiled and said: "Just don't blame him. Don't worry. Although I am a married woman, I can be the majority of the Yang family. I will definitely not go back on what I have said, and I will not ignore it.
Let’s just follow the contract.”
The two chatted and laughed for a while, counting and collecting the sausages and writing receipts. Tang Jinjin drew her again, and later asked Yan Baiwei to change the four-frame cartoon that she had drawn and gave it to her. Mrs. Zheng continued to say
Interesting, he took it with a smile and said: "We are going to start selling it soon. Sister, do you have any ideas? Just be a helping sister-in-law."
Tang Shijin said with a smile: "I think it can be tasted. Anyway, this kind of thing will not take away the restaurant's business. It can be put in various restaurants for people to try. The less this kind of thing, the more delicious it is. If people come to us to buy it, it will always be better."
It’s easier to sell than us.”
Mrs. Zheng thought for a while: "It makes sense."
Tang Shijin didn't say much, after all, he had to see the level of the Zheng family.
She didn't eat at Zheng's house either, so she went to see Mrs. Luo.
After chatting with her for a while, he said to her: "I will start making the wine that Brother Shen asked for tomorrow. I will ask someone to send him two jars at that time, but you tell him that I still have this wine."
I don’t plan to sell it, but I want to drink it privately, so don’t give it away first.”
Madam Luo smiled and said, "Do you have any old clothes here worn by a two or three year old girl?"
Madam Luo said casually: "I have made a lot of gold and silver, and I want to wear old clothes again!" As she said this, she thought for a while: "Sister-in-law Zhao's daughter is four years old. I will go and ask her.
Ask her, how many clothes do you want?"
Tang Shijin said: "Just wear one. It's cold in our area, so we need to wear cotton now. If you have thick cotton, you should wear one. Tell her, I will give her the money for new clothes in exchange."
She asked for it for Ruan Ququ. I heard from Yuan Xiao that Ruan Ci's uncle went there the next day and was kicked out by Yang Pengxiao. In the past two days, his aunt often went over and looked at the fence.
Don't wear new clothes when you have a relative like this on the stall, as it will be too troublesome.
Ruan Ci's can go directly to He Yuanxiao's old clothes, but Ruan Ququ's will have to look elsewhere.
Mrs. Luo agreed, went out to ask, and came back and said, "I went to get it from her house."
Tang Shijin hummed, and Mrs. Luo smiled again and said, "I asked people to start embroidering poems. Take a look."
Tang Shijin noticed that on the gray and white coarse cloth bag, black poems were written in rows and rows, which was quite beautiful.
Tang Shijin smiled and said: "Yes, men will definitely buy this kind of bag."
"That's right!" Mrs. Luo said with a smile, "I asked them to put them outside, and they sold several of them as soon as they were put on the display."
Tang Shijin asked: "How much money does this cost?"
"This kind of thing is not worth much money!" Mrs. Luo said with a smile: "I reckon the cost of this kind of thing is fifteen or six cents, plus labor... I sell it for forty cents, and then the neighbor has to give two,
Most of them are sold for thirty-seven or eight cents."
Tang Shijin nodded: "There is a saying that if you make a profit of three cents, you will be full, and if you make a profit of seven cents, you will starve to death. This kind of product cannot be sold too high. If you make small profits but sell more, you will make more money in the end."
"Yes," Madam Luo said, "No, from the beginning, I have sold a lot of them. I look at them one by one and they are inconspicuous. In fact, if I really count, I make more than the clothes in the shop. And this kind of business has made more money."
It's easy to get up, and there's nothing clever about it. You can do it with your eyes closed. I also asked several ladies I know well to take it home and do it. Each one was given three to five cents for the job, and they were very happy to do it."
Tang Shijin nodded.
As she was talking, an aunt outside called her: "Ms. Luo, we have a visitor!"
Madam Luo went out, but did not come back for a while. Tang Shijin was not in a hurry, so she sat in the room. She saw that there were round embroidery supports on the stall. She had never played with this before, so she embroidered a few clumsily.
Needle.
It wasn't until noon that Mrs. Luo came back happily and said with a smile: "Guess what?"