Group pet little lucky girl: Jiaojiao bag brings the whole family rich

Chapter 138 Books
"What is she here for?"

After seeing Fang Zhu off, Liu Ye'er went back to the main room and asked him why he came.

"Come and bring me a padded jacket."

Fat Miao'er said and handed over the little padded jacket Fang Zhu left behind.

The quilted jacket is pink, made of fine fabric, filled with a lot of cotton, it is very heavy in the hand, the stitches are tight and tight, and there is no extra thread, which shows that it is made with great care.

"Well done!"

Liu Ye'er was ashamed of herself, compared with Fang Zhu, she really couldn't do a little needlework.

"You just accept it?"

Liu Ye'er was surprised, her little chubby Miao'er would not take things from outsiders casually.

"It has to be accepted."

Fat Miao'er leaned on the table with her arms resting on her chin, and sighed, "That's my future stepmother!"

Fat Miao'er told Liu Ye'er about Zhou Laosan and Fang Zhu's horoscope.

In the end, he smacked his mouth: "It's strange, I haven't heard Dad mention this before."

Fat Miao'er thought to herself, Zhou Laosan promised her a few days ago that he would never marry again!

She wasn't too angry, though.

"She, she can't be lying, right?" Liu Ye'er was not very sure.

"No way?" Fat Miao'er shook her head.

"Who would make a joke about this kind of thing, isn't this ruining your own reputation!"

"That's true." Liu Ye'er nodded.

With a few sighs, this stubble will be considered lightly.

……

After dinner in the afternoon, Old Man Zhang and Father Hu came here early, how can they not be active when it comes to the distribution of money.

"Fat Meow, the knife..."

Old man Zhang and Father Hu sat on chairs, looking at them eagerly.

Fat Miao'er smiled, stood up and walked to the table, took off the purse at his waist, took out nine taels of silver and put it on the table.

Opened the mouth and said: "Grandpa Zhang, Grandpa Hu, according to our agreement at the time, we will get [-]% of the nine taels of silver, and the remaining [-]% will be divided equally between the two of you, right?"

"exactly!"

The two kept nodding.

"But we still have to hire people to cut down trees, and the money for digging the kiln has not yet been settled, so we can't share all the money."

Fat Miao'er explained the reason to the two of them. Her meaning was very simple, and she had to set aside a reserve fund. Old man Zhang and Father Hu also understood this.

"It should." Old man Zhang nodded first.

"How much do you think it's appropriate to keep?" Father Hu answered.

Fat Miao'er thought for a while: "How about we set aside two or three for now?"

According to her thinking, old man Zhang and Father Hu each offered five hundred taels of silver to join the gang, and they would pay one more tael according to the ratio, so the total would be two taels of silver, plus the remaining three taels, it would be five taels.

Last time, I had already paid [-] Wen to the employees, and now I have hired [-] more people, each with [-] Wen per day, which is [-] Wen per day, and five taels of silver are enough to support the expenses of eleven or twelve days.

"Okay, you can say how many taels, we will listen to you."

Old man Zhang and Father Hu nodded sharply.

As soon as they finished speaking, Fat Miao'er took out three taels from the nine taels on the table, grabbed them and put them in her purse, and divided the remaining six taels into three parts, one for three taels and the other two for each. One or two five dollars.

Because there was not so much broken silver, Fat Miao'er had to give the two of them a total of two or three, and let them exchange it by themselves.

After getting the money, old man Zhang couldn't be calm for a long time.

It's only a few days of hard work, and I've earned so much. After one winter, wouldn't it be...

Old man Zhang didn't dare to think about it anymore, he was afraid that his excitement would become uncontrollable.

"Fat Meow, thank you!"

Old man Zhang said this sincerely, without Fat Miaoer, he would not be able to make this money at all.

At the same time, Father Hu was also thanking Fat Miaoer.

He held the money tightly in his palm, secretly thinking: This marriage between the Hu family and the Su family must be concluded.

After getting married, she must treat Su Qingxing kindly.

"Grandpa Hu, Grandpa Zhang, please wait a moment."

After distributing the money, the two hurried back to work, and Fat Miaoer hurriedly called people to stop.

He ran to the desk beside him and brought a pen, ink, inkstone, and an account book.

There were four large characters crookedly written on it - "Charcoal Kiln Account Book".

Fat Miao'er pulled a chair and sat at the table, studying ink while saying: "As the saying goes, brothers settle accounts clearly. Since we are doing business together, the matter of dividing accounts must be transparent, and there must be no mistakes."

"So I got this account book, and every money we share will be recorded in the book in the future. It must be well-founded and reasonable."

After all, Fat Miao'er picked up the brush and swayed on the account book, paying close attention to each stroke, and her serious appearance was extremely handsome.

It's just that the written words... are a bit worse.

But there has never been a lack of strokes.

In the end, Fat Miao'er paused the tip of the pen and finished writing.

She picked up the account book, brought it to her mouth and blew gently. After a few times, the ink was almost dry before she turned to Father Hu and Old Man Zhang.

"Grandpa Zhang, Grandpa Hu, I've finished memorizing them, please take a look."

Fat Miao'er stretched out her hands and handed over the account book with a pious expression on her face.

however……

Old man Zhang and Father Hu were embarrassed.

They are illiterate!

The corner of old man Zhang's mouth twitched: "Little fat meow, don't worry about it, we trust you."

"Yes, yes, yes!" Hu's father echoed.

"That can't be done." Fat Miao'er put on a serious face, she is not willing, this is not a matter of trust or not, it is a must-go process when signing the bill.

"But we can't read!"

Old man Zhang sighed. He had never been to school, and he couldn't read big characters. He didn't know what Fat Miao'er wrote, and he couldn't read it.

Old man Zhang and Father Hu looked at each other, and an unspeakable feeling spread in their hearts at this moment.

The two secretly vowed: When they earn money, they must let their grandson go to school and learn to read!Literacy!Literacy is a must!

"Let me do it!"

Wei Shu took the initiative to stand up and read the content written by Fat Meower to the two elders.

Father Hu and old man Zhang understood. To put it simply, on a certain day in a certain year, Wan Dong’s family in a certain restaurant in the town ordered three thousand catties of charcoal and got nine taels of silver, etc...

"Press your fingerprints!" Fat Miao'er dug out the cinnabar.

The two are illiterate and unable to sign, so they can only press fingerprints.

"Good, good."

Father Hu and old man Zhang readily responded one by one.

After a lot of tossing, they took the broken silver and returned home happily to share the good news with their families.

……

Half a month passed away in a flash.

The production and sales of charcoal kilns are on the right track.

The wealthy households in Qingyang Town saw that the charcoal they sold was cheaper than the market price, so they came to order.

Even the Wang family who had given them a reward of ten taels of silver sent people here.

The new butler took over 30 taels of silver, which must be tens of thousands of catties, and it was also the first big order that Fat Miao'er and the others took over.

When Boss Zhou heard the letter, he hurried back to Dashi Village and went straight to Fat Miao'er's house.

As soon as he entered the door, he immediately asked, "You sold the charcoal to the Wang family?"

(End of this chapter)