I have made a fortune by farming

Chapter 77 Salary
If you don't suffer, you don't know regret. Now, it's too late to regret!
If something goes wrong, I can only think of a way to see if I can build a small house near the Song family!

Hey!
"Grandfather, the house is fine." Song Ying said immediately, "I mainly want to ask grandma and aunts and aunts to help with the work. Today I made a deal with the Yuefeng Building in the county, and I will give them a house every day in the future. Sending at least [-] zongzi, only my mother and I can't cope."

"This matter? It's okay. The rice dumplings won't be sold for long. Now that the busy spring has just passed, they are idle too, so there's nothing wrong with helping them." Song Laogen said directly.

Mrs. Dayao smiled: "Five thousand zongzi, that's a lot. I've worked so hard to make [-] zongzi all day, I'm afraid I can't make [-] zongzi...it's not like your mother's dexterity."

"Isn't it the second girl, our hands are slow, and the bag is not good-looking, so don't dislike it." Sanfang Jiao also said.

"This is a big business. We should be the helpers of my aunt and aunt. The second girl will earn a lot of money and buy some sweets for your younger brothers." Little Yao did not refuse.

Of course, even though they responded one by one, their attitudes were not very good.

After all, [-] zongzi are not many, and it might take a lot of hard work, who would be happy?
But if you don't do it, it will appear that they are not kind as elders.

I can only fool around and pack a pack casually.

Song Ying smiled: "Of course you can't let grandma and aunts and aunts work for nothing."

"What do you mean? You can still pay us wages?" Mrs. Yao laughed. She said this just as a joke, so she didn't think much about it.

The same is true of her, she always has something to say.

"Of course, although you are from my own family, this job is not easy. How can I let the elders do the hard work for nothing?" Song Ying didn't mind saying a few nice words, so she said, "I will prepare the stuffing for the zongzi. It is delivered to the home every day, every hundred zongzi is a batch, and each batch is ten Wen."

"Ten Wen!? Seriously?" Sanfang Jiao stood up instantly.

The fourth house of the Song family is actually the most difficult for their third house.

Because they have a large population in the third room, three boys and one daughter, plus the couple, the daily food is enough for the second room to eat for several days!
On weekdays, even if he can weave cloth, embroider and grow vegetables, he doesn't make much money, and the fields have to be tended from time to time, so his own man can't go to the pier to carry bags every day like Erfang.

As a result, life is difficult.

We can only hope to sell grain during the harvest season, but if there is a drought and pests in the future, everything will be destroyed!

Besides, the big house still knows to send their two sons to private schools, wouldn't the third house not want to?
So after the separation, the youngest son was immediately sent away to learn a few words and go home, and teach the two elder brothers by the way, at least to recognize a few numbers...

They are daughters-in-law, which one is unlucky?It's just not as delicate and beautiful as Ruan's!
"Erya, you should know how many rice dumplings we can make every day, right?" Xiao Yao was a little suspicious, "Can you afford so much money?"

"Aunts and aunts are definitely the most capable people in our village. From morning to night, at least seven or eight hundred zongzi can be made. If the morning is earlier and the evening is later, even a thousand zongzi can be made. "Song Ying said.

"Isn't that right? If you do the math, then you won't be able to pay four or five hundred Wen a day?" Jiao Shi calmed down, thinking it was impossible.

Song Ying smiled.

(End of this chapter)