Spatial Peasant Girl: These Mad Darlings Are Delicate and Gullible

Together with the copper coins brought back by her children today, the family already has an income of nearly one tael. Mrs. Song hurriedly went out to buy seeds to raise seedlings. Unfortunately, after walking around the village, she learned that all the extra seeds had been sold by the surrounding families. Be determined.

The seeds are different from the rice we usually eat. We carefully select the best-growing rice plants and keep as much as we can. The rest are sold and exchanged. It’s all at this point. It is really not easy to get seeds from two acres of land.

Xiaoxiao raised her head from her rice bowl: "Mom, why don't we look for it when we go to the county town. The county town is so big, it will definitely be easier to buy rice seeds."

The couple did not reject their daughter's kindness, but they were still worried about missing out on sowing, so they still made up their mind to visit each house after dinner. It seemed that they could spread the seeds evenly among each house, so that when the seeds were distributed, Start seedlings early.

According to the Song family, after all, Xiaoxiao is a daughter's family, and it is not good to always show up in public to say that getting married in the future is not good, but she herself sneered at this. If it were the kind of family with overwhelming rules, she would not be willing to marry, but this cannot be said. Said.

"Mom, Ruyi Cloth Shop only recognizes me. You let your brothers go, but they can't get embroidery thread and silk cloth." Shopkeeper Liu has finished a batch of embroidery thread and silk cloth for embroidery. For a batch, she used the best quality. If she gave too much at one time, she was afraid that something would go wrong with the embroiderer.

Mrs. Song had no choice but to take her idea back. She was reluctant to part with the income. If she worked faster, she could embroider more than ten small pieces in a month, which would be hundreds of pieces of paper. She had never dared to think about it before.

Suddenly, she had the ability to make money, and she felt like she could stand upright at home!

Ning Fengnian, the only one in the family who had not contributed much and spent a lot of money, silently swallowed back what his second brother mentioned today, but Xiaoxiao had already noticed the look on his face that he was hesitant to speak, so after dinner, he pestered his mother to ask about it. The content of the chat between the two brothers in the afternoon.

Those shameless moths!

Mrs. Song sighed: "I originally thought that with the extra income in my family, I might be able to get more land on credit from the village eldest brother. Now, hey..."

Xiaoxiao didn't say anything. Her parents wanted to break themselves in half when they were working hard, but she couldn't bear to work so hard for them. Apart from farming, she would find other ways to make money to support the family.

Time passed by for several days. In these days, Ning Erlang finally realized that making money was not that easy. Although he had agreed with Shopkeeper Xu that in addition to delivering goods to Wuxiangju, he would only sell a small amount of sour bamboo shoots when setting up a stall. To supplement the family income, but after the market, he found that few people came to buy at all, and he only made ten or twenty yuan in one day. After going home for three days, the way he looked at his sister was different.

Xiaoxiao keenly felt that her second brother needed comfort: "Brother, listen to me." She put on a familiar posture again, and Ning Erlang knew that his sister was going to make nonsense again, but he really needed his sister to help him stabilize his mentality now.

Xiaoxiao said: "A wise man once said, don't make money because you don't have enough money. In the past, we couldn't even get more than ten or twenty coins a day, right? A little makes a lot, and we have more than six hundred coins a month." , Doesn’t my brother already look down on such a small amount of copper?”

"Besides, if we hadn't gone to the city to do this sour bamboo shoot business, how could we have negotiated a deal with Wuxiangju? So you have to include the restaurant's share of the stall's profit. In this way, the daily income will be Isn’t it impressive?”

She lowered her voice again: "And you wait first. When the diners in the restaurant get used to the taste of sour bamboo shoots, they will definitely go looking for a place to buy them. Then won't you become the only supplier?"

Ning Erlang thought about the new word given by his sister and felt that he was convinced. He happily asked: "Who is this smart man?"