Girlfriend's Fortune

Chapter 55 Chapter [-]: Busy and Tired
On Friday, Jin put the ox carts in an alley at the turn of the market entrance, where an old yard was vacated, which was specially used to store the ox carts, mule carts or carts of the market.

Then he went to the stall to help Song Qiu.

It was agreed that the zongzi would be delivered in the afternoon, which happened to be when everyone had eaten lunch, so as soon as Song Qiu arrived at the market, there were people waiting to pick up the zongzi.

"It's hot today, and it's really not as cool as early morning. If my daughter hadn't married far away, I'd rather get rice dumplings tomorrow morning!" A woman wiped the sweat from her head. She came early and was at the head of the queue. One.

Seeing that Song Qiu's hair curtain was stuck to his forehead, and he was hotter than her, he couldn't help laughing a few times, and said, "Little girl, which village are you from? How come you are so far from the town?"

She worked hard to deliver the zongzi, and it was not easy for others to wait for the zongzi. Song Qiu followed suit and smiled, "My family is in Songshan Village, far away from the town, and this zongzi is troublesome. It takes two hours to cook, so there's no way."

"It turned out to be Songshan Village. It's a bit far away. It's all over Baishui Town, right? If it didn't belong to our Panshi Town, let alone go to Baishui Town to go to the market, it would be a lot closer!" The woman was chatty, He talked a lot with Song Qiuyi.

Asking about Song Qiu's age and asking about it again made Song Qiu almost overwhelmed.

Seeing that there were not many people waiting behind, she was so tired hearing the buzzing in her mouth, Song Qiu hurriedly changed the subject and said: "Auntie made an order yesterday, and now that there are few people, I will Give it to you first."

The woman stopped talking, thinking that she should quickly take the rice dumplings and go to her daughter's house, so she hurriedly said: "I didn't say much, just six big rice dumplings and two strings of nine-zizi rice dumplings. Here, the rest down the silver coin."

As he spoke, he counted fourteen big coins.

Song Qiu reached out to pick it up, found the corresponding quantity on the rag, asked the woman's name, matched the number, and drew a slash.

Here, on Friday, Jin will help count the zongzi and bring them to the woman.

Song Qiu also did not forget to remind one, if you give the zongzi to others, you should eat it quickly, and reheat it once it is cold, but it is not good to keep it for a long time, if you really want to keep it, just put it in the well.

After the woman left, many people came one after another.

Song Qiu hurriedly read the names according to the rags, matched the numbers one by one, collected the rest of the money, and Wu Jin was still responsible for giving the zongzi.

They were busy and orderly, and everyone didn't push and push. Soon, all the zongzi ordered in the market were taken out, and there were no extras to sell. Song Qiu and Wu Jin hurriedly loaded up the rest and took the beef. When we got back from the car, we went to Tongfang Pharmacy together.

Those who have delivered to the Tongfang Pharmacy can go home quickly, otherwise, it will be dark when they go home.

Passing by the bridge, Song Qiu quickly ran to the opposite side of the bridge and bought five meat buns, three for Friday and two for himself. He was on his way at noon and his stomach was still empty.

After eating the meat buns, the Tongfang Pharmacy also saw it.

Song Wenzhi had already been watching at the door. Seeing people coming, sweating profusely, he was not in a hurry to look at the rice dumplings, but told them to go in, sit in the cubicle, and drink a cup of tea to quench their thirst.

Song Qiu was indeed thirsty, and after drinking a cup of tea, he said, "Brother, the one hundred big zongzi and the thirty skewers of nine-zinc zongzi you ordered have been brought to you, if you want to give them away, you must hurry up, no It’s been stored for a long time, if you really want to keep it, it’s best if it’s chilled.”

She also said this because she saw that the Tongfang pharmacy specified that it was used to make ice. It is better to put it on ice than to put it in a well.

Song Wenzhi nodded, and gave Song Qiu the remaining three hundred wen, which was a piece of broken silver, which looked similar to the one in front of him.

Song Qiu looked at it, and thought that the one last time was ten coins more, and this one was probably about the same, so he said that he wanted to make up for it.

Song Wenzhi couldn't help laughing and said, "Why don't you call me big brother too? It's so hot that you bring me zongzi, just a dozen or so, don't worry about it."

Wu Jinben is also a good talker. Hearing this from the side, he couldn't help interjecting, "Not to mention, the shopkeeper Song's surname is Song, and our Aqiu is also surnamed Song, and we are still from the same family!"

He often runs around the town, so he naturally knows Song Wenzhi's name.

Song Wenzhi was also surprised when he heard that the little girl was also surnamed Song, "It turns out that we have the same surname, and we are really from the same family, so you are right to call me big brother!"

At the first glance, he saw that the girl had a kind face, and she had the same surname, so it would be a pleasure to really recognize her as a younger sister, but it's not easy to talk about it in a hurry right now.

After all, it's not a trivial matter to admit being a younger sister.

So Song Wenzhi didn't mention anything else for the time being.

Song Qiu was also busy going home, said a few words to Song Wenzhixian, handed over the zongzi, and left quickly.

I was delayed in the town for more than half an hour, and when I got out of the town and returned to Songshan Village, the sun had already set on the edge of the West Mountain.

It's still summer, and it gets dark late, or else, it's already dark.

At home, the old Yuan Shi and others who have been busy at home all day will also finish making the remaining 180 catties of glutinous rice dumplings.

Song Qiu saw it and knew that this job was not easy, but she was also tired now, and she didn't dare to rest, so she immediately started cooking zongzi.

There are so many zongzi, if you don't start cooking right now, Yin Shichu will not be able to set off.

As for the others, Song Qiu thanked them, but he didn't have time to keep them for dinner. After paying the wages, he only waited for Minger to finish his work before thanking them well. After all, wages are wages, and he helped them so much. , can't let it go.

Song Qiu had already decided in his heart that he would treat them to a meal, but he had to wait until after the Dragon Boat Festival.

Tomorrow is the Dragon Boat Festival, and there must be a lot of people at the Ping An Daji, so Song Qiu was discussing with the old Yuan while cooking rice dumplings, "At the beginning of Yinshi, I will go to town with Uncle Wujin, and I will bring some for you and Lihua. Zongzi goes to Ping’an Daji for sale. When I finish delivering the pre-ordered zongzi, I’ll rush to Ping’an Daji immediately. I’ll be able to get there in half an hour on the side road. Maybe I’ll be able to catch up with the time when I’m busy. They will be sold out by then. , let’s go to Songshan Temple to burn incense.”

Old Yuan Shi listened, nodded and said yes, "I thought so too, so I told your Grandma Deng in the afternoon, and I will borrow Lihua to help you tomorrow, and she will agree."

The order to be sent to the town tomorrow is about [-] large rice dumplings, and more than a hundred strings of Jiuzi rice dumplings. It is important to cook these first.

And tomorrow I want to take it to Ping'an Daji for sale. It's okay to cook these first. After all, it doesn't have to be so early to go to Ping'an Daji. It can be more than an hour later, and it is enough for cooking.

Zongzi was cooking in the pot, and there was no room for it, so the grandparents and grandchildren just picked a few gherkins to fill their stomachs.

Song Qiu was afraid that it would not be enough to cook, so he guessed that Zhou's family had made dinner, so he carried a basket full of rice dumplings and brought them to their house to borrow a large stove to cook together.

In this way, she, the old Yuan Shi and Zhang Lihua, guarded the pot alone, and worked hard all night.

It wasn't until the beginning of Yinshi that the rice dumplings to be sent to the town were cooked, and they went to the town with Wu Jin.

The old Yuan Shi and Zhang Lihua stayed at home and continued to cook the rice dumplings. They were almost done, and then went to Ping'an Daji.

(End of this chapter)