Space at hand: Pick up a prince to farm

Chapter 121

"I'll go with you tomorrow."

Song He, who was eating, said, "I will arrange things in the workshop."

Song Chen was puzzled, "Do you have something to do or something to buy?"

As soon as she said this, Song Dashan, his wife, and Wang Kuitu all laughed, "You silly girl, the winter solstice is still your birthday."

"Speaking of which, your child is also suffering a hard life. Even at this age, you haven't even had a decent birthday. I feel wronged to you."

Grandma, who has always been optimistic, couldn't help but wipe away tears when she talked about this.

Originally, this child was born on the winter solstice and was a blessed child, but who knew that as the child grew up, the difference in the child would become more and more obvious.

How could it be possible to celebrate a child's birthday in a family like the old Song family?

This made Song Chen stunned. She really didn't know that Song Chen's birthday here actually fell on the winter solstice!

In modern times, she was born in spring, so she defaults to the fact that her birthday is in spring.

After becoming Song Chen here, it seems that she should celebrate Song Chen's birthday here, so the first birthday she celebrates here is also Song Chen's first birthday, so she should really pay more attention to it.

Early the next morning, Song He called Song Chen up, and the two went to town together.

As soon as they arrived in the town, the two siblings parted ways. Song He said nothing and went shopping with Song Chen. Song Chen naturally knew about his little thoughts, but she didn't reveal it and let him go.

Song Chen already had a shopping list in mind, and she went directly to the meat seller at her first stop. The pigs that had just been killed in the morning were very fresh.

"Boss, how do you sell this pork?"

It hadn't opened yet. The butcher's eyes were almost smiling when he saw Song Chen coming over. "This is fresh pork that I just killed. Look at how fat the meat is. It's twenty cents per pound. Girl, how much do you want?" How many pounds?"

"I want more than 100 kilograms, can it be cheaper?"

There are more than 50 workers in the workshop, and she plans to give each worker three kilograms of pork and five kilograms of white flour.

"What? More than 100 kilograms?" The meat seller couldn't believe it. "Girl, you don't want to lie to people so early in the morning?"

He only killed a pig weighing more than 100 kilograms. Wasn't she going to take over all his business today?
"Uncle, what did I lie to you for? It needs to be at least 160 pounds. Do you have enough here? If not, I will look for someone else."

When the butcher heard this, he quickly agreed. Such a big business must not run away.

"That's enough. I killed more than 170 kilograms of pigs today. What a coincidence. Why don't you give me a few cents and take it all?"

"It's okay to give you three or two dollars, but are you right?" Although Song Chen makes money quickly now, he doesn't give it to just anyone.

"Don't worry about this, I can weigh it for you on the spot, but girl, why did you buy so much meat? Although it's cooler today, it won't last long."

"I'm giving it away. You can help me divide it into three pounds each. At least 52 portions must be divided, and then help me deliver it to the Song family in Beiguan Village."

Song Chen said and took out a piece of broken silver, "Here are two coins, which is a deposit for you. You send the meat over and say it was sent here by Song Chen, and someone will pay you the remaining three taels of silver." "

"Song Chen in Beiguan Village? Are you the Song Chen who opened the workshop?" The pork seller said quickly when he heard the word Song Chen.

Song Chen nodded, a little surprised.

The pork seller seemed to see Song Chen's doubts, "I am not a meat seller. I have to collect pigs in the countryside all year round. I have been to your Beiguan Village and I know you."

Song Chen understood, "Well, I'll help you."

The butcher took the money and smiled and said, "What are you talking about? I want to thank you for taking care of my business. I can close the stall when I leave early in the morning. So, I will send it to you now."

"It's troublesome."

After leaving the pork stall, Song Chen went to the grain store.

She bought three hundred kilograms of white flour and another hundred kilograms of rice, and also asked the grain store to help her deliver them to Beiguan Village.

Next she will prepare a birthday gift for herself.

This gift has to go to Liuweizhai.

Liuweizhai's business was getting better day by day. When she went to the border, Liuweizhai launched a new pastry, which was the cup cake she taught Su Ze to make before.

A cup cake costs [-] Wen.

Each store can make 250 pieces every day, and Song Chen will get a share of [-] cents for every Song Chen sold. I feel so happy every time I think about it.

Shopkeeper Zhong was busy in front. When the young man saw Song Chen coming in, he smiled and said hello, "Miss Song, you are here."

As soon as Shopkeeper Zhong turned around, Song Chen had already walked in, "Miss Song, why are you here? I haven't seen you for a few days."

Song Chen also smiled and said, "I came to see your boss today for something. Is he there?" Shopkeeper Zhong was stunned, "What a coincidence, our boss went back to Beijing a few days ago. Miss Song, what can I do with you?" Let me tell you and see if I can help."

"You really can't handle this, Shopkeeper Zhong." Song Chen shook his head, "Su Ze is not here, so I have to do it myself. Can you lend me your kitchen?"

"There's nothing wrong with this. Miss Song, come with me."

People next to the back kitchen are not allowed to enter, but Liuweizhai wants this person to come in every day.

Song Chen, the chef of Liuweizhai, had been here once before, so he didn't need any further introduction. He asked shopkeeper Zhong for a place, and Song Chen started to work after washing his hands.

She wanted to make herself a birthday cake, which would be considered a happy birthday for Song Chen.

She was busy in the kitchen alone, finishing the cake quickly, and finally asked shopkeeper Zhong to get a big box to put it in.

Shopkeeper Zhong was a very qualified businessman. When he saw Song Chen's birthday cake, his eyes lit up and he kept asking Song Chen what it was. In the end, Song Chen could only tell him.

From then on, Shopkeeper Zhong took it to heart.

When leaving Liuweizhai, he could see the Huichun Hall. Song Chen couldn't help but think of Cang Xiuxuan. He didn't know how he was doing now. The palace would definitely hold him accountable for what happened in the border town, even if he was successfully killed. The barbarians' iron cavalry allowed the barbarians to attack the military camp. This was the most perfect excuse.

Su Ze also returned to Beijing at this time. Is there any relationship between the two?
Song Chen was lost in thought while looking at Huichun Hall. He didn't even know when Song He came to his side.

Song He followed her gaze and didn't know what she was looking at.

"Sister, what are you looking at?" Song He asked aloud.

Song Chen suddenly came to his senses and shook his head, "I didn't see anything. Are you done with your matter? I've already done it here."

Song He subconsciously touched his arms, "I'm done, let's go back."

"okay."

The brother and sister walked side by side in the town. Looking back on the past, Song He only felt that the world was constantly changing. He never thought that one day he would have the opportunity to walk leisurely on the street like he does now.

He never expected that his sister would undergo such earth-shaking changes.

"What's that you're carrying? I'll get it."

Song He saw that the box in Song Chen's hand was a little heavy, so he reached out and took it. Song Chen was naturally happy and relaxed. He had to walk back later. If she had really carried it the whole time, her hand would have been broken.

"Brother, be careful and don't move."

Song He nodded, "I'll pay attention."

Just now I saw that Song Chen was trying hard not to shake when he was carrying it, so when he took it he didn't shake it around.

But this time, the brother and sister didn't go far when they were blocked by a carriage. If Song He hadn't reacted quickly, the box in his hand would have been destroyed.

When he thought of his sister's advice, Song He's face turned ugly, "Although carriages can be driven on this street, you should be more careful, right? Aren't you afraid of hurting others if you run rampant?"

The driver on the carriage tightened the reins with both hands and glared at Song He fiercely, "Who do you think you are? I can just step on you and pay you some money, but if my master is injured, you have to be careful not to suffer the consequences." Let’s go.”

As if to respond to the situation, as soon as the coachman finished speaking, a woman's voice came from the carriage, sounding very anxious, "Miss, are you okay? Let me see if you are injured."

Those who call themselves slaves are always servants of wealthy families.

Song Chen frowned, no one in Chongyun Town had such a big posture.

But what if it’s a wealthy family?
"What I hear you mean is that our lives are no longer our lives. Only your master's life is our life?"

The coachman snorted disdainfully, "You are self-aware."

Song Chen laughed angrily at his appearance, "After living for more than ten years, I finally know what the words "dogs and men" mean. Let me ask, did your master ask you to drive this carriage like this or did you drive it yourself? ? If you are driving like this, and if your master is really injured, then it is also your business, what does it have to do with us?"

The coachman was not stupid, so he would not respond to Song Chen's words. If he said that it was not him but his master who made him do this, wouldn't he be saying that his master deserved it?
But Song Chen's words really made him feel uncomfortable. He turned to face the carriage and said, "Miss, are you hurt? I'll take care of the people who are blocking the way. Don't be angry." ."

These words were extremely flattering and made people feel sick to their stomachs.

The eldest lady in the carriage still remained silent, but the person who claimed to be a slave before spoke again, "Yan Jiu, don't be merciful, it is true that the poor and the poor are full of unruly people. Anyone dares to bump into our eldest lady's carriage, and no one dares to hit her carriage. See if you can afford to pay for your life."

When Yan Jiu, who was driving the car, heard this, he immediately had no scruples.

He rolled up his sleeves and jumped out of the carriage, approaching Song Chen and his sister step by step.

"A ruthless man in this town has such sharp teeth. I think you don't know how to write the word "death". Let me, Yan Jiu, teach you a lesson today so that you can gain more knowledge."

He has driven his master's car for so many years, but no one has dared to do this.

(End of this chapter)