Girlfriend's Fortune

Chapter 277 Chapter 270 Six: Silver
Song Qiu answered with a smile when he entered the door, "Uncle and aunt are coming back, does this dish suit your two tastes?"

"It's not the first time I've tasted the two kinds of seasonings that Aqiu sent last time. The kitchen in the house also used them to make dishes for us. However, Aqiu's craftsmanship is naturally unmatched by others. Fish, as expected of the popularity, it really tastes great." Mrs. Fan said.

"Since my aunt likes this taste, the younger generation is filial, and I will pack some bean paste and dried chili for my aunt later to take away."

Mrs. Fan listened to it, and took advantage of the situation and said: "I have the same meaning today, this thing is rare, and the cooking is very good, so I don't ask you to give it away all the time. It's not right, you also worked hard to make it I will buy according to the price, and I will calculate what you sell to others."

"However, I plan to buy some more and send them to the capital. I don't know if you can spare a lot here, Ah Qiu?"

She had already heard from her niece that the good and expensive boss wanted to talk about this business but was rejected by Song Qiu because he didn't have much to sell.

Song Qiu heard that she wanted to buy more to send to the capital, and thought that it should be given to the son of an official in the capital, which of course can be balanced out.

With a sweet mouth, he said, "You can get it out of no matter what you want naturally. I wonder how much Auntie wants?"

Mrs. Fan was happy to hear that, and she was not polite, "How about giving me ten jars of jars last time? As for dried peppers, twenty catties is enough?"

This is not much, Song Qiu nodded immediately, "Okay, I will prepare it for my aunt later."

Mrs. Shen was busy on the sidelines, "Isn't it okay to just sell it to my aunt? I plan to buy some too. How about Ah Qiu selling me ten jars of bean paste and twenty catties of dried chili?"

Of course you can't treat one more favorably than another, Song Qiu hurriedly nodded in response.

Only then did he invite a few people to eat, and it will be cold later.

The snacks were presented again, and Song Zhenzhen, who was already full, couldn't help stretching out her hand when she saw that there was no snacks to eat.

The Shen family also tasted it.

After the meal, the bowls and chopsticks were removed, and hot tea was served.

Sitting and talking for a while, Mrs. Fan asked Song Qiu about the recipe of the pair of skin milk just now. She loves that taste, and so does his wife. It would be nice to be able to eat it every day after returning home.

Song Qiu didn't hide his secrets, he explained how to do it, it was very simple, and the maid who came with him kept it firmly in mind.

Red bean paste and crushed peanuts are not difficult, that is the jam.

Song Qiu hurriedly said: "I don't have much mulberry jam that I made by hand last time. I just plan to make some other jams. When I'm done, I'll send some to my aunt and sister-in-law."

Mrs. Fan and Mrs. Shen nodded hurriedly.

To put it bluntly, the time is almost up, and the members of the Shen family should rush back to town.

Song Qiuxian had already ordered the Wang family to put the bean paste in the jar and divide it up. At this moment, all he had to do was move it to the carriage.

Shen didn't count, she just looked at the twenty altars that were put on her carriage, and looked at Song Qiu.

Song Qiu said with a smile: "My aunt and sister-in-law take care of my business. I am very happy. The business is done. There is no less gift that should go. The extra five altars are given by me. My aunt and sister-in-law also invite Just smile."

Mrs. Fan really liked that the little girl was decent, she knew how to come, and she was polite. This kind of relationship, in the future, she will definitely have to move around, she remembered.

Now let the woman who came with you pay the bill.

What was sent back was sent back, and this meal was also entertained by Song Qiu, so just count the bean paste and dried chili.

The last time I sold it to Mr. Fang, he raised the price himself. Dried chili was two hundred renminbi a catty, and bean paste was [-] renminimal a jar.
Of course, for Shen Shi and the others, it can't be counted according to that.

Song Qiu took the initial price as [-] Wen a catty and [-] Wen a jar.

Here, twenty pots of bean paste and twenty catties of dried chili are the same in every family, and they are all nine taels of silver.

Mrs. Shen and Mrs. Fan both gave an ingot of ten taels of silver directly on the grounds that they did not have any odds and ends, and Song Qiu was not asked to make money.

Song Qiu couldn't refuse, so he accepted it with a smile.

After earning 20 taels at once, Song Qiu sent Shen's party away.

When I came back, almost all the guests in the inn had left, and there was no one left.

Asking Mrs. Wang to cook and eat her own lunch, Song Qiu called Tao Zheng to take the ledger to settle the accounts.

It was originally Du Chuanfu who kept the account book, but Du Chuanfu often went out with Song Qiu, and Tao Zheng could read more characters than Du Chuanfu, so he was also adept at keeping accounts, so Du Chuanfu told Song Qiu and simply handed over the account book he.

From now on, there is a hidden posture of Tao Zheng as the shopkeeper.

These days, Song Qiu had also seen Tao Zheng's abilities. He was indeed a steward, and his ability to handle affairs was indeed good.

So I accepted it as such, Tao Zheng was the shopkeeper of the inn, and Du Chuanfu was his assistant, and most of the time he still had to run around with her.

This division of labor is clear, better.

The last accounting was ten days ago, which is less than a month away.

But Song Qiu was anxious to see how much money was in the account, so that he could make arrangements for the farm.

It has been ten days since Tao Zheng took over the account book, and he is familiar with the account book for these ten days, so he immediately reported the account book neatly.

The accounts of the tea shed and the inn were all accounted by Tao Zhengluo, and Yuan Hua's daily income was handed over to settle the accounts after work was over.

In the past ten days, the income in the two accounts totaled 37 taels and [-] wen.

On average, there are more than three taels of income every day.

For the purchase of ingredients in the tea shed at the inn, as well as the food for the daily meal in the workshop, a total of 11 taels, five cents and thirty wen were spent in these ten days.

Throwing this point out, the profit is 25 taels and [-] cents.

So there are now more than 25 taels of silver in the account.

After listening to the reimbursement, Song Qiu asked Tao Zheng to take out 20 taels and give it to her, leaving more than five taels to buy ingredients.

The 20 taels plus the 20 taels just now are actually enough to pay back Song Wenzhi.

But Song Qiu planned to buy someone to arrange the farm first, and Song Wen knew where to go, so he had to wait another half a month.

Count the days, it's time to pay wages again.

It's really costing money everywhere.

Song Qiu sighed, thinking about Fucheng, why has there been no movement for so long?
This repeat customer, is it still lost?

But it doesn't make sense to introduce Mr. Fang to come, but he doesn't come, right?

Song Qiu was thinking about where to send her some money, but coincidentally, the next day when he went to town with Du Chuanfu, he ran into his acquaintance, Mr. Lu.

At that time Song Qiu couldn't help sighing, it's true that when he fell asleep, someone gave him a pillow.

Right now Song Qiu collected the money, got up and went back to the village.

The first batch of starch that has been exposed to the sun for seven or eight days has been shaped and dried, and can be stored in bags.

And the starches that were exposed to the sun were half-dried and could be harvested one after another.

Song Qiu thought that tomorrow he could start making vermicelli when he came back from the town.

After looking around, when I arrived at the front yard, I saw Zhang Sweet Potato poking outside at a glance.

I couldn't help raising my eyebrows, why did this person come back today?

She didn't agree to do business with your boss, so she left first, but this sweet potato didn't follow.

I don't know what the two said again?
This person is really diligent when he comes back.

After helping the old Yuan for a while, he came out to rest and saw a piece of sweet potato outside, so he whispered to Song Qiu: "In the afternoon, your grandma Deng came here for a walk with a stone egg, saying that your uncle sweet potato Come back so courteously, I’m afraid I want to get some ideas from our workshop, so let me tell you, beware of him.”

(End of this chapter)