The god of rebirth counts the world

Chapter 12

Fang Xiuping sewed the puppet's butt neatly, and continued with the next one: "Recently, there is nothing to do in the textile factory. If I don't go to work and don't get paid, I just took a bunch of these from others. Sew a fifty cents."

Han Zhu didn't understand, so he continued to ask tentatively.

Fang Xiuping talked to Han Zhu while working, and Han Zhu finally understood.

It turns out that these puppets are all made by a processing factory. They will break down some sewing work. For example, some people sew the buttocks, and some people sew the ears.Each processing procedure costs fifty cents.

Fang Xiuping got a bunch of butt-sewed puppets. She is very skilled at sewing. She can sew two hundred in one afternoon, which is 100 yuan.After sewing, she has to quickly give these puppets to the person in charge of the next process.

Holding his paper bag, Han Zhu couldn't help frowning.

"It's too hard." The key is that it only costs 100 yuan after a busy afternoon...

Fang Xiuping looked very satisfied, and said with a smile: "It's a good job, but sometimes I have to fight for it, I'm afraid I won't be able to get it. Fortunately, our neighbor's Aunt Zhang has a good relationship with the boss of the processing factory. They gave it to me because they took care of us.”

Saying this, Fang Xiuping looked at the paper bag at Han Zhu's feet.

"What clothes did you buy, do they look good?" Fang Xiuping asked casually.

Han Zhu couldn't laugh anymore.

After squatting there for a long time, she finally got up, walked forward, and reached out to hold Fang Xiuping's busy hand. That hand smelled of sweat, and also had a strange smell after washing dishes in the kitchen.

Han Zhu held that hand tightly, and said softly but firmly: "Mom, don't do these things in the future, I will find a way to earn money to support you."

Fang Xiuping looked at her with a funny look, her eyes were full of doting: "Silly boy, how old are you, you used to write this and that on the computer at night, yelling that you earned hundreds of dollars, and you worked very hard. In fact, I I wish I could do that, you might as well go back to school." Fang Xiuping sighed.

Han Zhu shook his head: "No, I don't have to go back to school to study."

Didn't she read enough books in her previous life?She is a genius among geniuses, a master of mathematics and physics, and can speak five foreign languages ​​proficiently.If she goes to school as a high school student, she is really suspected of pretending to be tender and bullying the teacher.It's better not to.

"In this world, what can you do without a degree! My mother is always worried about working as a waiter in a hotel. Go to work in a factory, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear the tiredness." Fang Xiuping began to talk about her own experience.

Han Zhu interrupted her, and calmly talked about his own thoughts: "Since I almost died once, I always feel that I have really opened my eyes and can see many things. Didn't I just save the driver that day? So mom, I want to tell people's fortunes to make money."

Of course Han Zhu is proficient in more than fortune-telling.But at present, it seems that mathematics and physics can't be turned into money, and no one in the small county needs a translator who is proficient in five foreign languages, so she should be a magician.

In her previous life, she naturally disdained to do this, but now, thinking that the three special clothes she can barely accept are worth 330 yuan, which is what her mother Fang Xiuping sewed 660 puppets to get, she understands .

Sure enough, a penny can stump a hero.

She missed more and more the days when someone brought gold bars to her.

Fortune teller?

Fang Xiuping looked at Han Zhu with a big question mark in her eyes.

"This? Can it work?" Although she felt that her daughter was indeed different from before, as if she was exuding some light, but when it came to fortune-telling to make money, Fang Xiuping had no idea in her heart. She always felt that this Things can be linked to liars.

"It's definitely okay. Mom, don't get these dolls now, get me a piece of white cloth and write a few words on it, and I'll go out and open my business right away." Han Zhu did it without hesitation.

"Okay... Mom, I'll get it for you now." Fang Xiuping never could bear to disobey her daughter, so even though she didn't believe it could make money, she put down the puppet that could make money and went to get it for Han Zhu A piece of white cloth.

Cut into rectangles and simply bound the edges with a sewing machine.

"What's next?" Fang Xiuping looked at her daughter suspiciously.

Han Zhu rummaged through the boxes and cabinets, and found a bottle of ink from her room, so she dipped the ink with a brush and wrote on the white cloth.

Write what?

Has Han Zhu really never done this?
After searching the few scenes in her mind about this kind of thing, she finally wrote eight large characters on the white cloth firmly.

"Han Banxian, don't take money."

Fang Xiuping stared at it for a moment... It's not allowed to ask for money...

Looking at her daughter's determined face, she felt more and more guilty. Can this work?

(End of this chapter)