Reborn Farmhouse: She counterattacks with a drag oil bottle

Chapter 124 The Birth of the Big Order and Big Donor

The business of weaving nets was settled so happily.

The price offered by Song Yuanqing was "fair", which made Su Jinxiu very satisfied. She didn't even retaliate and accepted it happily.

Hmm... a net is twenty Wen, and after deducting the cost, it can earn almost sixteen or seventeen Wen. Oh... Mr. Song is really a rich and big patron. Su Jinxiu said that he really likes to hug such a patron's big thick legs up.

"The 26th of the twelfth lunar month, you deliver the goods, I'll pay the balance, let's order [-] pieces."

Song Yuanqing drank the dumpling soup in the bowl, and said to Su Jinxiu lightly, as if I have money and want to be willful, "Five thousand, won't it be a waste of time?"

"Oh, how can this be?" Su Jinxiu laughed so hard that his molars could be seen, and he repeatedly assured, "Since I have accepted Mr. Song's order, I will never break my promise even if I wear myself out. Look."

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention. When Song Yuanqing heard that Su Jinxiu called you old, his face immediately turned dark, "I said Su Jinxiu, my son is a handsome, suave, personable, and gentle man. Is he so old?" Have it?"

"Ah?" Su Jinxiu was over excited just now, and she didn't pay attention to the wording, so she was a little stunned by the questioning, "Young master is not old, who said you are old? You... Mr. Song, handsome, talented, gentle and refined, who can't see it?" Praise you for being a talent?"

Song Yuanqing was finally flattered and happy. The broken fan in his hand was blowing the cold wind. I don't know why he has this hobby. The self-torture in winter is really... Noble people have so many hobbies that ordinary people can't understand.

Aunt Song watched from the side, her mouth twitching.

She didn't understand why her eldest son, who had always been unkind, was so friendly to a concubine?

If the eldest son is Tusu Jinxiu's beauty?Aunt Song didn't believe it.

Because Su Jinxiu's current appearance is at best better than that of the yellow-faced woman in the country, and she really can't be called beautiful.

However, one thing Aunt Song cannot deny is that Su Jinxiu's eyes are beautiful, sometimes gentle and sometimes sharp, which is different from ordinary people.

But the Eldest Young Master doesn't go for someone's appearance, so what else is there for Su Jinxiu now that the Eldest Young Master is worth so much trouble for her?

Sending gifts to her family under the pretext of the New Year's Eve, and even accepting others' money, isn't this indirectly helping her make money, who would believe it?

Aunt Song had doubts, but she only dared to ponder in her heart and dared not ask.

Especially the last time Little Huzi was snatched away and almost suffered a catastrophe, Song Yuanqing severely reprimanded her when she came back.

And tell her, if you can't even do this little thing well, you should get out of here immediately, and I don't keep waste around me.

This time, Song Yuanqing scolded very harshly, with a stern look, which was rare for Aunt Song and him for so many years.

So she was afraid, put away her contempt, and never dared to underestimate Su Jinxiu again.

Su Jinxiu didn't know about the relationship between Song Yuanqing and Aunt Song, and now she was completely immersed in the fun of making money.

The last business, that is, Quyuanli's dividend, will be received by the end of the year, and it is not a lot.

But this time, weaving nets looks inconspicuous because the money is not much, but it can't stand the people asking for more.

A piece of twenty cash, five thousand is 100 taels of silver, which is enough for an ordinary family of five or six to earn for several years with blood and sweat.

It's a good deal, a good deal.

Su Jinxiu was happy, and took Su Zhen and Su Heng to the town to buy materials for making netting the next day.

(End of this chapter)