Small peasant girl

Chapter 87 Give money to the matchmaker
Talking about matchmaking these days is not just about giving money to the matchmaker after the matchmaker is successful.

Before talking about the matchmaking, you also have to express it.

Otherwise, people will not try their best to do things.

"Well, tomorrow I'll go to the town to pack some snacks, and you can deliver them to Third Aunt Su's house in the afternoon."

Ponzi knew all these things in his heart.

So after hearing what Zhang said, he didn't refute it.

After thinking about it, he made a plan and said.

But when Pang said that, Zhang was a little anxious.

"Mother, now who's still making snacks for the matchmaker? It's all for money."

Mrs. Zhang is a face-saving person, and she is more concerned about Da Lang's marriage.

I just wanted to give the matchmaker something more, so that she would do her best for Da Lang's marriage.

She didn't expect to marry a daughter-in-law who didn't meet her wishes when she came back.

"That's right, mother, now the village is not in the business of making dim sum, and only takes money."

Seeing Pang's hesitation, Wang, who was unusually honest these days, rarely spoke.

Not only opened his mouth, but also helped Mrs. Zhang for the first time.

It made people stunned.

"how much is it?"

When Zhang asked for money, Pang still hesitated.

Hearing what Wang said again, Pang believed it a little bit.

But thinking about taking the money, Pang felt very uncomfortable. He glanced at Zhang and said lightly.

"Eighty characters."

Mrs. Wang spoke for her, but Mrs. Zhang was taken aback and didn't care.

At this moment, I heard Ponzi speak.

Mrs. Zhang turned her attention back, looked at Ponzi, hesitated and said a number.

Originally, she wanted a hundred Wen, but Pang's face was not good, so she gave up after thinking about it.

"Eighty Chinese? So much?"

Hearing so much money, Pang's breath became stagnant, and he stared at Zhang with wide eyes.

A little startled.

Eighty cash is enough to buy two packs of dim sum, or four or five catties of pork.

The media hasn't said so much, if they say so, how much will it cost.

"Everyone takes these, I..."

In fact, if you want to get money, it usually costs sixty renminbi.

But she thought that this matter would be handled by her alone, so she wanted to ask for more and keep it private when the time comes.

But looking at the situation now, I'm afraid it won't work, and let Pang Zi catch her.

So hearing Pang's question, Zhang felt guilty.

With his head down, his voice was much lower.

However, he was interrupted by Ponzi before he finished speaking.

"Eighty Wen is [-] Wen. After a while, if you leave later, I will give you the money."

She looked at Zhang with her head bowed in embarrassment.

Ponzi looked blind.

He glanced at Da Lang again, not wanting to be a bad person in front of him.

Annoyed, Pang could only snort softly, interrupt Zhang's words, and said.

"Thank you ma'am."

At first, I thought that this matter would just pass away, but I didn't expect that the dead tree will be in spring.

Mrs. Zhang was delighted, and with a smile on her face, she thanked Pang.

"Tell Su Sangu that after taking such money, she has to do a good job for me. If she doesn't do well, tell her that the old Su family will not spare her."

Eighty Wen.

Today, she traveled to more than ten villages a day and sold out two barrels of fish, only to get 150 Liuwen.

It's halfway there now, and Pang's heart feels distressed.

Although there is income in the family now, it is not the time to spend money lavishly.

If you can save it, you can save it. As for the money that cannot be saved, it can only be spent wisely.

"Understood, mother, I will definitely bring this word."

As long as the money is in hand, what to do at that time is her business.

Even Ponzi may not be able to manage it.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Zhang agreed to Pang's words without hesitation.

(End of this chapter)