Small peasant girl

Chapter 79
Only with land can we not starve to death.

Old man Su understands this truth, so no matter how lazy or greedy he is at home on weekdays, he will never let go of the ten acres of land that his family has rented.

Su Yunde agreed with what Pang said.

He didn't speak any more, and didn't ask how Pang's fish sales were going. He took over the shelf cart pulled by Su Yunkang when he entered the yard.

Put it up on the west wall of the eaves of the main house.

Here, Mrs. Zhang and Mrs. Liu gathered around when they heard Pang's return.

Carrying buckets, supporting Ponzi's.

There were also those who saw Ponzi came back and went to the kitchen to serve meals.

This lively, what a happy family scene.

"Mother, I see that the bucket that the fourth sibling took away is empty, is the fish sold out?"

Back in the house, Pang wanted to drink some tea on the kang and have a good rest.

Before she was about to speak, Mrs. Zhang asked first.

"Ah."

Hearing that it was Mrs. Zhang asking, Pang raised her eyes and glanced at her.

A hum was regarded as a response, and then he stopped talking.

She didn't plan to say how much the fish was sold for.

The family members, except for the fourth and third ya who went with them, no one else needs to know.

On the way back, Pang Zi had already told the two of them that it would be fine for them to keep silent when they got home.

Even if it is how much a bowl of fish sells, they can't hide it, but how many bowls are sold, they don't know.

Now the job of selling fish has not been settled down step by step.

She didn't want some people in her family to have other ideas because of selling fish.

Yao Mozi is beyond her control.

"Then if this is the case, is the matter of selling fish in our family settled?"

When Mrs. Zhang asked Pang's words, Su Yunde's face became a little unsightly.

Seeing that Mrs. Zhang still wanted to speak now, Su Yunde glared at her and interrupted.

"Well, from now on, our family will go to the town to sell fish every two days, and we will pull a shelf cart to sell fish in various villages on a single day. We will sell fish in the morning, and in the afternoon you three brothers will take Dalang to go fishing in Daqing Lake together. Catch more in the town, and less in the village."

Going to the village to sell fish not only requires less money, but also costs a penny per bowl.

The village is no better than the town, and there are not many rich people.

Every household wished to save as long as they had two pennies, so they would not be willing to buy fish.

But the good thing is that there are many people in the village, even if people in a village buy less fish, if they go to a few more villages, they can earn money.

"Grandma, you have to run around all day to sell fish in the village, or let me go with you."

As soon as Pang's words fell, Su Jinhao on the other side spoke.

All he wanted was business.

But the family couldn't even afford the cost of doing business for him.

Although selling fish is not a good business now, he is not stupid.

It was a full bucket of fish in the morning, and now I come back and sell it all.

If you accumulate less, you will be able to save a lot of money within a year.

After thinking about it, he couldn't miss this opportunity, so he opened his mouth.

Pang has always loved him, and he is the eldest son and grandson of this family. She must not refuse this request.

"Dalang, this fish was made by Sanya, and grandma can't make the decision."

Hearing Dalang's proposal, Pang was taken aback for a moment.

But after thinking about it, he glanced at Sanya.

Just spoke up.

Old Su's family can't be separated now, but after a hundred years between her and the old man, they will definitely separate.

The method of making fish and the idea of ​​selling fish were thought up by Sanya.

That's their second room.

This is the craft of a lifetime.

No matter how much she prefers Da Lang, she will not be able to push Erfang into a desperate situation.

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