After leaving Baiwei Building, Shu Mingzhi held the seventeen taels of silver he just earned today and couldn't stop laughing.
"One trip will be seventeen taels, two trips will be fifty, and three trips will be a hundred. At this rate, we will be able to buy the small restaurant on the pier years ago and become the boss, hahaha..."
Yan Yan counted with her fingers. She always felt that the accounts were not calculated this way. However, her fingers were not enough and she couldn't figure out the calculation for a long time.
Mrs. Shu looked at the idiots in front of her, one big and one small, and gave Shu Mingzhi a look of disgust, "I asked you to study hard, but you have to feed the pigs. Now you can't even do the calculations. Isn't it a shame?"
"Mom, don't look down on me. I understand."
Shu Mingzhi stuffed the money into his arms and proudly talked about his plan to make money:
"This time when we go back, we will pick more coconuts and get more coconut oil. We will come back in three days. Then we will find a restaurant to make a profit. We can also take the opportunity to sell some glutinous rice rolls. If we add up to 7,788, it will be doubled.
?"
Mrs. Shu made a rough estimate in her mind, and finally was shocked to find that, God, they are really going to be prosperous!
The old lady, who was about to become rich, held her granddaughter's little hand like a rich man, and said in a arrogant tone: "I won't go back at noon today, so I will eat in the county town. You can tell me what you want to eat, and grandma will buy it for you!"
Yan Yan turned around and pointed to the wonton stall on the roadside, swallowed and said, "I want to eat that."
Next to him, Shu Mingzhi swallowed the words "go to a restaurant" with a look of regret on his face. Alas, my niece will not be blessed. She will need more education later.
Finally, the three of them came to the wonton stall and ordered three large bowls of wontons stuffed with pure meat.
The wontons in the store are beautifully wrapped, not only the same size, but also the pleats are even. They lie in the soup bowl like a bulging money bag, with a few drops of oil and chopped green onion floating on the top of the soup.
White wonton skins, pink meat fillings, yellow oil flowers, green chopped green onions, several colors are mixed together, coupled with the aroma of hot meat, it is very tempting.
Shu Mingzhi, who wanted to go to a restaurant for a big meal, stopped talking this time. He picked up the wonton bowl and ate it quickly one bite at a time.
After eating, he wanted to steal something from Yanyan's bowl, saying that he was helping her lighten her burden. Xiaotuanzi was so angry that he bared his teeth at him and wanted to imitate the little black bean biter.
After the meal, the three of them walked around the county town and bought some beautiful porcelain vases and red dates, red beans, glutinous rice flour and other ingredients for making pastries. They also weighed sesame candies for the children, and then they carried the big bags.
Rush home.
An hour later, the three of them returned to Xingfu Village happily. When they opened the courtyard door, they saw old man Shu sitting in the corridor chopping coconuts with a sad face.
Mrs. Shu could tell at a glance that something was wrong and frowned, "What's wrong with you? Where are your family members?"
Old Shu replied sickly: "Qing Feng and the others were collecting coconuts in the forest, while Mingli and Mingliang went to town to see a doctor."
"See the doctor?" The old lady's heart tightened, "What's wrong with Mingliang?"
"When I was catching crabs, I lost my balance and accidentally fell on a rock. I hit my head and bled a little. I was afraid that he might have damaged his brain, so I asked Mingli to take him to the town to see a doctor."
Old Man Shu stroked his beard and sighed, "Why is this kid Ming Liang so unlucky? He's either getting caught by crabs or falling over all day long. He's worried to death."
"What's unlucky is that he's not careful!" Mrs. Shu said angrily: "Other children are digging clams on the beach, but he insists on running to the pile of rocks. You said he doesn't dare to catch crabs and join in the fun.
What?"
"Actually, you can't blame Mingliang for this." Old man Shu was afraid that his son would be criticized when he came back, so he quickly helped Shu Mingliang: "The main reason is that there are too many people in the reef pit.
In a bigger place, there are ten or twenty people standing there. There are so many people, you squeeze me and I touch you, wouldn’t you fall if you’re not careful?”
Mrs. Shu frowned and asked, "Why did so many people come suddenly? Weren't you fine yesterday?"
"Akihito was lucky today. He fished out a two to three kilogram super large crab from the cracks in the rocks. Everyone has never seen such a big crab, so they all came over to take a look."
Old Man Shu sighed again, "In the end, one or two people were unwilling to leave after watching the crabs. They said that there were many crabs where we stayed, and they also caught them here... That sea is not ours, so I can still stop them.
Not allowed?"
After asking about the reason, Mrs. Shu also sighed, "Oh, this is the trouble of good luck, it's too eye-catching!"
The old couple was worried when the client came back.
Before entering the door, the two brothers were chatting and laughing, and had a good time. After entering the door, when they saw Mrs. Shu coming back from the market, the patient covered his head wrapped in white cloth and groaned: "Oh, mother, my head is broken."
It hurts."
Mrs. Shu squinted at him, "What's the use of calling me when you have a headache? I'm not a medicine."
Shu Mingliang was timid and did not dare to make a mistake in front of his wife. He turned around and started to moan to Yan Yan: "Yan Yan, my head hurts."
Xiaotuanzi pouted, "I'll blow it out for you when you have a headache. It'll stop the pain."
Shu Mingliang pretended not to hear her words and continued humming shamelessly: "Yanyan, is the county town fun? What good things did you buy in the county town? Can you share some with your uncle?"
"Ah?" Yan Yan opened her mouth in surprise. It turned out that her headache was fake, and that she wanted to ask her for something was real.
Xiaotuanzi lowered his head and rummaged in his pocket. After rummaging for a long time, he reluctantly pulled out the newly bought flower headband, "Grandma bought me the right headband. It has a peach blossom on it. It's pretty. Do you want it?"
If so, I’ll give it to you.”
He said I'll give it to you, but the hand holding the hairband didn't loosen at all, and his lips were pursed tightly, as if to say: "If you dare to take it, I will cry if you dare to take it!"
Shu Mingliang was dumbfounded when he looked at the headband in her hand, "You just bought a headband?"
It's useless for him to want this.
Mrs. Shu took out the sesame candies from the bamboo basket and threw them on the table. "Okay, stop pretending. You can eat the candies on the table by yourself. You are eight or nine years old and you don't even look good."
He has very short eyelids, but fortunately he has grown up now. If he had to put it aside, he would go to the market without him, and he would be expected to cause a scene.
Seeing the delicious food, Shu Mingliang immediately stopped complaining that he had a headache and nimbly ran to the table and opened the oil paper bag. However, he still had a conscience and knew to give Yan Yan a piece first.
Mrs. Shu saw him stuffing candy into his mouth in a lively manner without saying anything, so she finally let go of the suspense.
In the evening, the family gathered around the table for dinner. The old lady once again brought up the matter of Shu Mingliang banging his head. Finally, she emphasized: "In the future, you must keep a low profile when you go out. Don't yell when you encounter something strange. It's too ostentatious."
Do you understand or not?
When catching the sea, make two more trips to your home and move the things you catch home in advance to avoid moving too much on the last trip and making others feel uncomfortable.
There is a phrase that goes very well, it’s called Cai Sha Lu Sha?”
Shu Mingxin helped her add: "Wealth should not be exposed."
Mrs. Shu clapped her hands and said, "Yes, wealth should not be exposed!"
"We've been talking for a long time, but you still haven't told us how much the coconut oil and coconut mash we bought yesterday were sold for!" Old Man Shu finally said what he had been holding in his heart.