Chapter 19 Good things happen to good people
Wen Chengwen shook his head helplessly: "Brother, there are no more. Come earlier next time."
The man looked up at the sky. It was only almost noon. Wasn't it still late?
"Can't you be more prepared?"
Wen Chengwen smiled bitterly and said, "Look at what we brought. Do you think we haven't prepared enough?" He pointed to the pots and pans piled up on the side.
The man was speechless: "Don't these people sleep?"
"Who knows?"
The man had no choice but to ask: "Are you still selling pig offal today?"
"No, I changed the food today."
"Ah! New food."
"Well, it will be changed tomorrow too. If you want to eat, you have to come early, otherwise there's really nothing we can do."
The man nodded and decided to come here and wait before dawn tomorrow.
Later, many people came one after another. After they found out that they were sold out, they were all a little depressed. What kind of people are these? They were all sold out at this time.
Old Man Wen pounded his waist and said, "Chengwen, go and deliver it to Master Shen. We'll pack up and go back."
Wen Chengwen nodded, picked up a lunch box beside him and walked towards the private school.
Ma Yinghe and Old Man Wen pushed the cart out of the alley, and Wen Yongnan and Wen Zhenyi put out the fire in the stove and put it out with water.
Wen Yongman found a broom from somewhere and swept all the garbage around him and piled it aside.
After they finished packing, Wen Chengwen also came back.
When the Wen family got home, they were so tired that they didn't want to move. Cooking was really tiring.
Wen Zhenyi poured a glass of water for everyone in the family: "Grandma, how much did we earn today?"
Everyone's eyes turned to Old Lady Wen. They were now nervous and a little worried.
Old Lady Wen took out several bulging purses from her body and also took out a scale from her bosom: "There are a lot of copper coins today, let's count them out." As she said that, she poured out the money from the purses.
When the copper coins and silver coins were struck together, a tinkling sound could be heard, which was very pleasant to the ear.
Wen Zhenyi looked at these copper coins and silver and felt happy. This little money was indeed a good thing and could make people happy.
Everyone counted the coins carefully.
Wen Yongman turned to look at her: "Sister, do you know how to count?"
Wen Zhenyi was very embarrassed. She knew the current numbers and Chinese characters. Does that count as knowing numbers?
Wen Yongnan patted his head and said, "Count the money carefully."
Wen Yongman pouted and could only start counting seriously.
Wen Zhenyi looked at the person beside him: "Brother."
Wen Yongman turned to look at her: "What's wrong?"
"Can you read?"
"Learning to read, Dad and Grandpa both went to private schools, he taught us." Wen Yongman seemed to have thought of something: "You want to learn to read?"
"think."
"Okay, I'll teach you when I have time."
"Sister, I can do it too, and I can teach you." Wen Yongman kept listening with his little ears perked up.
Wen Zhenyi smiled and turned to look at him: "Okay."
Wen Yongnan glanced at him and asked, "Did you count correctly?"
Wen Yongman didn't dare to speak and carefully counted the copper coins in his hand.
Old Lady Wen used a small scale to weigh the small change and calculate the quantity.
Old Man Wen strung the copper coins they had counted together with a hemp rope. Each string contained one hundred coins, and ten strings were worth one tael of silver.
Wen Zhenyi looked at the number of copper coins, which was probably a little more than one or two taels. Now it depended on how much small change there was.
Old Mrs. Wen counted all the small change and then looked at the number of copper coins on the table.
Ma Yinghe was a little restless: "Mom, how is it?"
Old Lady Wen smiled and looked at everyone present: "After deducting the cost, I made two taels and three cents."
"So many?" Ma Yinghe looked at her in disbelief.
When Wen Chengwen and his friends sold a pig, they could earn more than one or two taels of silver at most, but they would never make more than two taels of silver.
Wen Zhenyi felt relieved. Paying fifteen taels of silver a month shouldn't be difficult.
Old Man Wen also felt a surge of hope: "Yi Yi, will we still sell this tomorrow?"
"Grandpa, let's exchange some things to sell tomorrow."
"What are you selling? Tell me."
"Let me think about it."
Wen Zhenyi touched his chin and began to think about what to sell tomorrow. Now they were setting up a stall in the market, and it would be best if the food they made was affordable for the people.
"We'll sell noodles tomorrow."
"Noodles?" The family members were a little puzzled, because there were many noodles sold in this market.
Wen Chengwen was a little worried: "Yi Yi, there are quite a few vendors selling noodles in the market."
"Dad, what we sell is different."
Everyone in the family looked at Old Lady Wen.
Mrs. Wen didn't hesitate: "Since Yi Yi said to sell noodles, we will sell noodles."
Wen Zhenyi told his family about the ingredients he needed. These ingredients were not expensive and were grown in the villagers' vegetable gardens, saving them the trouble of going to town to buy them.
Old Mrs. Wen asked Wen Zhenyi to rest at home while they went door to door to buy food.
On the other side, Shen Hanxing returned to the private school where the grandfather and grandson lived, and saw a food box on the table: "Grandpa, are you out?"
Shen Xiucai put down the book in his hand and waved to him: "Hurry up and sit down to eat."
Shen Hanxing walked over to him and sat down: “Grandpa, I have no appetite.”
"Don't be so quick to say you have no appetite. Just take a look first." As he said this, he opened the lid of the food box and took out a few small plates from it.
There were two or three kinds of food on each plate, all of which he had never seen before.
"Grandpa, what are these?"
Shen Xiucai smiled mysteriously: "This was made by the little girl from the Wen family. It looks good, doesn't it? I think it tastes good just by looking at it."
Chen Hanxing looked at the food on the plate. Each one was very delicate and looked delicious.
Seeing that he no longer said he had no appetite, Shen Xiucai tried to speak and said, "Want to try it?"
Shen Hanxing didn't refuse anymore. He picked up the chopsticks on the table, picked up a piece of his favorite dish, and started eating it in small bites.
"Han Xing, the girl from the Wen family is fine."
"Cough, cough, cough!" Shen Hanxing coughed a few times due to choking.
Shen Xiucai patted him on the back quickly: "Eat slowly, eat slowly."
Shen Hanxing put down his chopsticks and turned to look at him: "Grandpa, who did you just say was good?"
"It's Wen Zhenyi from the Wen family. That little girl is fine. She even talked to me when I went there today."
"alright?"
"Yes, I was shocked at the time, but I saw that she spoke clearly and logically, and you couldn't tell at all that she used to be an idiot."
"That wandering Taoist priest said she had a calamity at the age of thirteen, and that she would be fine once she got over it. Do you think it's really that mysterious?"
Shen Hanxing lowered his head and ate the food in the bowl, listening to his grandfather's chatter. Not only was he shocked, but he was also shocked.
Thinking of her smiling and waving goodbye to him, a nice smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "Good thing." After that, he continued to eat the food in the bowl. Today he seemed to have eaten two more bites than yesterday.
Shen Xiucai said with a smile: "The Wen family has finally made it through. Good people will be rewarded!"
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