Chapter 103

Name:Farmer's Little Girl Author:Yu Yuzhu
Zhou Erlang borrowed a big kettle from Qian's house and borrowed a smaller kettle from his second uncle.

Qian glanced at him and said nothing.

Zhou Erlang was so happy that he took money from Qian to buy a scooter in the county.

Qian and the village head's family inquired about the money to buy the scooter, but most of them gave him 100 Wen at the moment and said, "the right should be prevention. It's better if you can buy it within 800 Wen. If you can't, you can spend a little more."

This time, he went to most of the savings at home. Qian sighed and waved them away.

Man Bao was happy when she thought that she would have a car at home. She felt that if she made money, she had to spend it. That was money. Otherwise, if she didn't use it at home, it would be just a pile of copper.

So she comforted Qian, "Mom, don't worry, we will make a lot of money."

Although Qian didn't expect as much as she did, he still smiled at his little daughter.

The scooter is a big piece in the farmhouse, and its value is almost equal to half a bed. A bed can really be used for a lifetime, and it can be passed from father to father, father to son, cough.

So when Zhou Erlang pushed the cart back, his face was beaming with joy, and two thin red cloth strips were tied to the cart.

The children in the village join in the fun and shout loudly behind them. When man Bao comes back from the field in the afternoon, the first thing is to rush to see their car.

She also climbed up and let Lang push her around the yard.

Seeing my sister-in-law climbing up, big head and others who have been ordered not to climb up all the time also climbed up one after another.

The Zhou family was filled with laughter.

Although Zhou Erlang was ambitious, he was used to being cautious and didn't dare to buy too many things. When he went to the big episode to buy meat the next day and Friday, he was a little less than Friday.

After all, it's a new place over there. I don't know how the market is.

Man Bao can't go today, but she has her own idea. She quietly told Wu Lang to buy eggs and sell them. "Don't sell them at noon. You can cook and sell them at night. One yuan, so they also have a dish to eat."

Because man Bao had good ideas, Lang decided to listen to her on Friday, so he quietly bought a basket of eggs at the big episode. There were not many, just 30.

That afternoon, on Friday Lang came back with a smile. As soon as he and Zhou LIULANG came back, they settled accounts with their mother in the cloth bag containing money, then quietly found man Bao, took out thirty Wen and said happily, "someone really bought it."

Man Bao looked at the money in his hand in surprise. "Brother five, why don't you count the money to your mother?"

On Friday Lang said, "I saved this little money myself. Anyway, my mother didn't know we still sell eggs."

Man Bao looked at him with pity. "Brother five, but brother three knows. Mother doesn't know now. When brother three comes back, she must know."

On Friday Lang's body was stiff and he thought about it in his heart. I don't know if he could let his third brother keep it a secret for him.

After thinking about the third brother's honest face, Lang hung his head and went back to his mother on Friday, saying that he had lost thirty Wen in his pocket. He noticed it when he changed his clothes just now.

Qian had counted the money. She frowned. Instead, she felt that the thirty Wen was more, so she asked, "how did you earn the thirty Wen?"

"Eggs are sold for a penny. They are sold at night."

Qian looked at his fifth son and took the money.

Zhou Erlang and his wife came back later. After all, he had a long way to go. His soup was sold, but most of the dishes came back, which was to add food to the family.

He said, "as long as the soup can be sold, the food will be sold one day. Mom, this business can be done, and the big head is still in the soup."

Qian nodded and looked at he and said, "tomorrow you will go with Lao Wu. Lao San has been there for nearly ten days. When you go, you can not only help Lao Wu, but also see Lao San."

He replied happily.

On Friday Lang lowered his head lower.

Zhou LIULANG looked at his fifth brother and thought it was all his fault. It's self defeating.

As soon as the third sister-in-law goes, they have less money to share. Alas~~

Man Bao is eating bones. Zhou Erlang is reluctant to give the bones with meat to the laborers, so he brought them back. When he brought them back, he gave them to his children one by one.

She is now gnawing the oil on her face. She smells the speech and gives them all kinds of ideas. "If the third sister-in-law goes, don't take dry food. Go directly there to cook cakes for the third brother. The fresh ones are more delicious."

Little Qian thought, "two days is enough for ten days? At that time, the labourers will also go home to get dry food. The second and third younger brothers and sisters, why don't you tell the labourers that you can also sell baked cakes without money and collect food. "

Little Qian was used to eating and measured these more accurately. She intuitively went to a larger bowl, filled a bowl of grain and a bowl of wheat, and said, "a bowl of grain for a bowl of rice and a bowl of wheat for a pancake."

Feng hesitated, "will you lose?"

"No, although they earn little, if they all change at your place, about 100 people, you can earn at least 30 bowls a day, which will be enough for the family to eat for several days."

Feng's heart began to beat and he quickly looked at Zhou Erlang.

Zhou Erlang pondered, "yes, it's OK. It's just a little tired."

Man Bao interrupted, "what's the matter? Shanbao's house is about to be built. Let the fourth brother help at that time. Anyway, he's not willing to hoe the ground. Let him knead noodles."

Zhou Erlang laughed, touched her cerebellar bag and said, "yes, let him knead noodles. He is young and strong."

It's settled.

Man Bao was so happy that he almost narrowed his eyes. When Zhou Silang came back from the White House, man Bao gave him a performance. "Fourth brother, don't always say I have a good idea. I've found the next job for you."

Zhou Silang asked her, "what kind of work?"

"Do business with the second and fifth brothers."

Zhou Silang was happy. "Do you still need me? Will there be many people? "

"Not much, not much. My sister-in-law proposed another small business."

Zhou Silang was happy. In this way, he should be able to share some money every day. Although the money can't reach him in the end, at least his debt will be less.

Then when he knew that man Bao assigned him the task of kneading noodles, the smile on his face collapsed.

Kneading noodles is the most tiring, especially the noodles eaten by hundreds of people.

Zhou Silang went to see man Bao sadly and angrily. Is this his sister?

Is it a sister?

Man Bao knows nothing. He is happy to take a stick to teach everyone to read. She felt that her handwriting had improved a little. At least her head and body were not separated. It looked pretty.