"Eat more, feel full. You can go back and catch up on your sleep later. When you wake up, our brothers will have to get busy. Taking advantage of the time and being close to the water, let's burn a few more piles.
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If you trust me and are willing to work with me, I will give you the truth. This charcoal will definitely be sold in the north. Think about it, how cold is it over there? I’ll think about it. It sells more and sells less.
No matter how hard it is, you can still earn some hard-earned money, but it doesn't matter, we still have some spicy food.
Putting these two together, we can always make enough money to settle down. When the time comes, my brothers will work on it first. If the business is good and we are too busy, we can hire more people..."
Yan Laoer remained silent.
The family plans to expand their business in the future and hire people from the village to help them.
Now he understood a little bit why Lao Yan dragged a whole village of people to flee the famine.
In fact, the people in this village are indeed good people and hardworking. If they are given a piece of land that can be planted in spring and harvested in autumn, they can take root and live anywhere.
The more I come into contact with them, the more alive I feel these people are.
I don’t want to and don’t want to leave this large group that I am becoming increasingly familiar with.
Let's all do it together.
Let's see if we can make money first. If it works, we can expand the scale and bring in the villagers. We can't say we can get rid of poverty and become rich, but it's okay to add some loose money to each family.
The Qi brothers were very excited just listening to Yan Laoer talk.
The two big steamed buns were gone in just a few bites.
Da Ya's eyes widened and she looked at her father, who nodded slightly.
He turned around and picked up a few more steamed buns and placed them in front of his second uncle.
Yan Laoer glanced at it, and naturally stuffed two more for each of the three brothers, and said: "It's inconvenient for us to carry more, so we will burn a few bags first and replenish them as needed on the way. When we get to the place,
We'll see what the price is and whether it sells well, and then we'll decide whether to go big."
The Qi brothers nodded repeatedly.
I thought that Yan Laoer was really successful, so I was right to do it with him.
Hang Chi Hang Chi made two more steamed buns.
My stomach says: I am full.
The three brothers of the Qi family were too embarrassed to stay any longer and ran away in a hurry.
When I went back and told my mother, Qi had taken off her shoes. When she wanted to use the soles of her shoes to spank them, it was a bit awkward and her eyes were blurred. The three brothers had to find a position by themselves to make her comfortable.
"Why are you so greedy? How dare you eat like that now! What's the point of just doing that kind of work? Is that called work? How can you be so embarrassed to take care of other people's jobs when you are just helping out!"
Qi Si grimaced: "Mom, I'll send the noodles to the Yan family." He made up for the holes in their breakfast. "But what about the eggs and rice?"
They only harvested wheat, not rice.
Mrs. Qi listened to the sound, looked at the blurry shadow, and hit it with the sole of her shoe.
"Who told you to give it away? Can the Yan family accept it if you give it away? Xiucai is a respectable person. How shameful it is to eat at the same table with you. You are not grateful after eating and you still send it back... Why did I give birth?
You idiots!"
"Mom, we are grateful, we must work hard." Qi Wu explained hard: "Mom, Brother Yan thinks highly of us and is willing to lead our brothers to burn charcoal and make spicy sauce. We are stupid, but Brother Yan thinks highly of us.
You have a good brain. From now on, we will listen to his words and work hard. When the second brother Yan pays us wages, you can save them and find a wife for the fourth brother."
Qi Sixun's face turned red: "Mom, I don't think about my wife..."
Qi Da nodded seriously: "Mom, Xiao Wu is right."
Mrs. Qi closed her eyes and fumbled to put her shoes on again.
"You can work for others, and you are not allowed to eat at their houses anymore. The Yan family doesn't earn a single copper plate right now, and you are not allowed to raise money. If you think you have some work, you can do whatever you can to help.
From now on, if the Yan family really pays you wages, don't tell others if it's more or less, bring it back to me, I will definitely save it for you... to get a wife."
Send the three sons to bed quickly.
Qi Lao Niang sighed, who could she blame? The father of Tu's children was an honest man, who would have thought that three idiots would be born.
"It belongs to everyone," she shouted in a low voice.
Qi's wife responded and walked over quickly, "Mother."
"Yan Lao'er's wife is pregnant. If you have nothing to do, go over and take care of her. She is asked to stay away from her needlework. If there is anything to be done, you can help sew a few stitches." Mrs. Qi explained.
Qi's daughter-in-law is not unreasonable. What she just heard was true, "Mom, don't worry, the Yan family has little work, I can do it."
Mrs. Qi is helpless, this is also a sincere idea.
"Yan Laoer takes his three brothers to work. It's a friendship. Don't try to twist it. It seems that we want to curry favor with the Yan family. People's hearts change people's hearts. If you go to a hot place, people will feel it..."
Qi's wife carefully considered her mother-in-law's words.
What is hot? The sisters of a father and mother are the hottest.
Okay! Just do it!
Li Xuemei soon discovered that something was wrong with the Qi family's sister-in-law.
The look in her eyes was full of intimacy.
Tell her that it is best not to do needlework when you are pregnant, and she can help with whatever you want to do.
There's not much else, and it's not too far forward.
Every time our eyes met, the sister-in-law of the Qi family always smiled kindly.
It makes people feel good looking at it.
She knew that it was because of the charcoal burning that the Qi family became close to each other.
That's good. People are understanding but not overly enthusiastic. This is a distance that makes Li Xuemei feel comfortable.
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Yan Laoer exchanged water for steamed buns.
Good guy, the three brothers of the Qi family have a lot of appetite, and they eat most of the food they have reserved for his family.
When he came back, he saw his brother taking out the copybook he had written.
"The copybook you asked for."
Yan Laoer hurriedly put away the steamed buns, thought about it, washed his hands again, and then took it and took a closer look.
Tsk tsk!
Look at this word, how well written it is!
Horizontal means horizontal, vertical means vertical.
The characters are all the same size and the thickness of the strokes are about the same, so they look even.
How can you write so neatly!
As expected of Lao Yan.
"Brother! This writing is so good!" He praised from the bottom of his heart.
Yan Huaiwen was so impressed that he narrowed his eyes and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.
"Practicing calligraphy is not a day's work, be careful not to be impatient or impatient." Yan Huaiwen said.
Yan Laoer nodded repeatedly.
"Brother, I definitely didn't write well at the beginning, so don't read it for now. When I think I'm good at it and it's barely eye-catching, you can give me some pointers."
Yan Huaiwen's inner joy was beyond words.
Know your shame and be brave, know your shortcomings and forge ahead.
OK! OK!
When he saw Tianyou, he immediately began to practice calligraphy with his pen. Yan Huaiwen's eyes were slightly astringent. He raised his head and looked at the sky. He only felt the bright sun in the mountains and a bright and clear sky!
The joy in my heart reaches straight to the sky!
Yan Yu struggled to hold Maomao and moved closer.
I put the cat down and curiously looked at the words written by my father.
His little hands quickly covered his little mouth, his whole body was shaking with laughter, and his little shoulders were shaking.
After finally holding back this burst of laughter, Yan Yu's eyes became moist with laughter.
"Dad, your writing is very good, horizontally and vertically, that's what you mean."
