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Chapter 15

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    Chapter 15

    Gu Yin pursed her lips and smiled, "Why did you add your own lines?"

    "What's the line? Didn't you ask me to play an evil mother-in-law to embarrass you?" Mrs. Wang lifted the burden on her shoulders and found that the burden was much lighter. Knowing that all the items were sold out, the smile on her face became brighter.  "Oh my god, are they all sold out?"

    "I didn't prepare much at all. As soon as there were more people, they were all sold out quickly." Gu Yin followed quickly, carrying a lighter guy, "But I didn't mention anything about being a concubine."

    "Didn't I learn this from watching the evil mother-in-law in the drama? When her son dies, she forces her daughter-in-law to remarry."

    "Then why did you do it? Do you still want to hit me?"

    "That's definitely not the case!" Wang assured her, patting her chest, feeling a little guilty as she said it, "That's not the mood I was in to rush to talk at that time."

    It¡¯s also a credit to the stall owner next door who stopped him, otherwise Mr. Wang really wouldn¡¯t know how it would end.

    Gu Yin said helplessly: "We will have to set up a stall on the pier for a long time in the future. Now everyone nearby knows that you want to force your daughter-in-law to remarry. How will they view you in the future?"

    "I don't care what they think," Ms. Wang's steps were brisk, and the empty boxes and buckets of food at both ends of her load were shaking as she picked them up. "I'm living with them again, and I can watch them as I please, hehe!"

    While talking, the two of them returned to Zhenyi Lane.

    As soon as Mrs. Wang entered the house and put her things away, she began to count the money.

    In fact, there is no need to count at all, Gu Yin knows it in her heart.

    One or two and a half, or 1,500 Wen, are needed to make fifty bowls of wontons. The total cost of a bowl of wontons is about three Wen.

    One bowl makes one penny, fifty bowls means fifty penny.

    "But Mrs. Wang was happy counting the coins. The copper coins were spread out all over the table. She was so happy counting them that Gu Yin let her go.

    After counting the copper coins, Ms. Wang started to count on her fingers, "I made fifty cash in a day, which is one thousand five hundred cash in a month. How much does that cost in a year?"

    "A year is eighteen taels. The yamen charges stall fees every month. I asked about it with Uncle Liu next door. We are in a poor location. The monthly fee is 500 taels. The stall fee is six taels a year. Can we  A net profit of twelve taels." Gu Yin quickly gave the answer.

    Twelve taels a year!  !  !  !

    ¡°Twelve taels is enough for a family to chew for a year, which is a relatively nourishing way for city people.  Like the Wang family, they used to spend only five or six taels in Batou Village all year round.

    Mrs. Wang has never seen so much money since she got married, and she felt like she was going to faint.

    He then heard Gu Yin continue: "However, today's tricks can't be used again next time. Business may drop a little tomorrow. And today is a trial opening, so I have not prepared much. I can prepare more tomorrow. I am confident that the number of customers will increase."  The more you have, the more you earn in a year, not less."

    Mrs. Wang smiled so hard that she almost grinned to the back of her ears, but she stopped laughing after a while, shook her head and said: "You are in good shape, and the wontons are all freshly made, so it takes a long time to make them. It's okay to make them."  Do you have to break your hand from exhaustion all day long?"

    This worry is not unreasonable.  The wind is strong on the pier. If the wontons are packaged and sold before being sold, the wontons will be dried by the wind and the taste will be affected, so they can only be packaged and sold now.

    Gu Yin used to spend a whole day in the kitchen without feeling tired.

    But now it¡¯s impossible. The original body¡¯s physical condition is so bad that she was too tired to lift her hands after being busy in the morning.

    "Let's cook some more porridge to sell. Porridge is all about heat, and you don't have to worry about it after it's cooked. And I observed it today. Although there are many merchants and passers-by on the pier, there are more coolies working hard. If we  Make some steamed buns to sell and make small profits but quick turnover, and your business will be better."

    Although Mrs. Wang has not tasted the porridge and steamed buns cooked by Gu Yin, she is already convinced by Gu Yin's craftsmanship.

    ??????? In addition, she felt that she had not been of much help in the past two days - she had taken care of Gu Yin with ease in the morning, and she wanted to get started.

    But the wonton wrappers were not as obedient as they were in Gu Yin's hands. Her wrapping was not only slow but also ugly.

    Placed side by side with the perfect gold treasure that Gu Yin bagged, the appearance is like heaven and earth.

    When eating, one pays attention to the color, flavor, and taste. After all, it has to be sold for money. With Gu Yin¡¯s bag of pearls in front of her, Wang is embarrassed to sell her own bag to others.

    The idea of ??selling porridge and steamed buns is a good one. After cooking, put them in the porridge bucket, while the steamed buns can be wrapped in advance and steamed in a steamer. She can be responsible for selling porridge and steamed buns, so she can also contribute her own share.?Wu An was led to the yard next door by him.

    By that time, Xu Qingchuan had already read for half the morning, and the three of them gathered together and each had a bowl of plain noodles.

    Xu Qingchuan also had a book at the dinner table. Xiao Wuan felt it was new and could not help but read it twice.

    He also had a good impression of the sensible and quiet Xiao Wuan, so he asked him how many days he had been studying.

    Xiao Wu'an lowered his head and said in a voice as quiet as a mosquito: "No, I haven't read a book."

    Half an hour after the meal was Xu Qingchuan's rest time, so he took Xiao Wu'an into his study, took out a copy of "The Thousand Character Essay", and read it to him.

    After Xiao Wuan listened quietly, Xu Qingchuan gave him the book and asked him to read it by himself. He also gave him a small charcoal pen and a piece of cut paper.

    "Can I become as powerful as Brother Qingchuan if I learn this?"

    Xiao Wu¡¯an still doesn¡¯t know what studying is all about, but Mr. Wang has often made sour remarks in private in the past two days, saying that Mr. Xu has no idea what kind of bad luck he has, and that he should be the son of a scholar in his early twenties.  He knew that Xu Qingchuan, who could read, was very powerful.

    Xu Qingchuan had already picked up his book. Hearing this, he couldn't help but curl his lips and smile, but he didn't fool him because he was young. Instead, he explained: "Wait until you can read and write this "Thousand-Character Essay""  , once you memorize it, you can learn other things, and then you will become more and more powerful."

    Xiao Wuan nodded seriously and then stopped disturbing him.

    Xu Qingchuan has always been serious about his studies, and he forgets about external matters just by looking at them.

    When she came to her senses, her mother's smiling voice came from the yard, "Your Wu An is at my house. It doesn't take much trouble. He doesn't make any noise and is easy to take care of."

    Another clear and melodious female voice said: "Thank you so much, auntie. This is the fish soup I just made. I hope auntie won't dislike it."

    His mother laughed again and said, "We are neighbors, so we should help each other. Why are you so polite and still give us things?"

    Xu Qingchuan then remembered that there was another person in the study. When he looked up, Xiao Wuan was immersed in the low table, scribbling and drawing. The thousand-character text had been closed and put aside.

    He blamed himself in his heart. He should have given this child a drawing book. Why did he forget about it after giving a "Thousand-Character Classic" to a child who could not read?  It probably bored the little guy out.

    Xiao Wu'an on the side stood up after hearing Gu Yin's voice, politely said goodbye to Xu Qingchuan, and then ran out of the study with his short legs.

    Not long after, Mrs. Wang leaned in again and said, "My son, come and eat the fish soup. It won't taste good when it's cold!"

    The milky white fish soup is dotted with white and tender tofu and green chopped green onions. It has a rich and not fishy aroma. Xu Qingchuan feels hungry just after smelling the taste.

    "Wang Baoyun doesn't know what kind of bad luck he had. His own cooking was so terrible, and he ended up with such a daughter-in-law with extraordinary cooking skills." Mrs. Xu felt sour as she ate.

    Xu Qingchuan smiled helplessly and shook his head.

    After lunch, Xu Qingchuan returned to the study again, first put the "Thousand-Character Essay" back on the bookcase, and then went to pack up the pen and paper he had given to Xiao Wu'an.

    After a while, Xu Qingchuan's eyes widened in disbelief, and he saw that both sides of the rice paper were covered with writing. Although the handwriting was crooked and the fonts were large and small, it was indeed a whole "Thousand-Character Essay"!

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    Although I wrote a lot of other things, there is only one thing in my mind - fish head and tofu soup!  !  !

    Following Wen Xiabao¡¯s advice, he added the business of selling steamed buns.

    I just think about the many merchants coming to the pier to pick up and deliver goods and the many pedestrians getting on and off the ship.

    Forget the coolies, this business requires large portions of food that are filling and easy to carry.

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