Chapter 13 Chapter 13 The next morning, Song Mian did as usual...
The next morning, Song Mian got up at his usual time.
While chewing willow twigs and brushing her teeth, she thought that she should buy a toothbrush and tooth powder today. She felt that using willow twigs was too weak, and she felt that her teeth were not clean, which made her feel uncomfortable.
She was washing her face when she heard rustling sounds outside.
When Song Mian thought of his old, weak and sick family members, his expression immediately became stern. He grabbed the bamboo pole where clothes were hung and stared outside with a cold face.
In the dark night, there are shadowy figures.
She shouted in a low voice: "Who!"
"Mianmian! It's me, it's me!" Sun Erya lay on the fence and whispered softly, "It's me, Erya!"
Song Mian finally breathed a sigh of relief.
She went forward, pushed open the fence, called them in, and asked softly, "Have you picked your peaches yet?"
"Picked it, picked it." The thin man next to Erya replied in a low voice.
Song Mian picked up the tung oil lamp and shone it over. It was Song Xiaoshu, the youngest son of Grandma Zhao next door. He was carrying a shoulder pole with two full baskets of peaches.
"Is it time to eat?" she asked again.
At this time, Wenlan came out from the kitchen after hearing voices.
Song Fuxue also came over.
Seeing that it was two people, he led them to the kitchen to sit down. There was a light from the fire in the kitchen, so Song Mian turned off the tung oil lamp.
"Is your family still cooking?" Song Xiaoshu felt a little embarrassed and uneasy.
"How about we go back first?" Sun Erya suggested quickly.
Song Mian rolled up his sleeves and peeled a pumpkin. Hearing this, he smiled and replied, "Eat some more. We'll be busy for a while. Things in town are expensive, but I can't bear to spend money on them. It would be uncomfortable to be hungry when the time comes."
Sun Erya hurriedly helped to peel the garlic.
Breakfast was ready quickly. Thinking that there were two more people, Song Mian fried an extra eggplant.
"Is this enough?" Wenlan asked uncertainly.
Song Xiaoshu quickly said, "We've already eaten. A little bit will be enough."
Food is precious in everyone's home, not to mention this thick rice porridge. Seeing the big bowl full, he felt as uncomfortable as if there were nails on the bench.
At this time, the morning light was dim, and some things could be vaguely seen in the dimness.
Looking at the benches in the Song family that were missing parts, Song Xiaoshu felt that it was time to use himself.
"My second brother's family is a carpenter. When I come back, I'll have him make a set of tables and chairs for you. If you're from my family, you can provide the wood yourself and ask for ten cents for the labor. If his family provides the wood, just give me the cost price. We're so close, and it's not a festival now, so my second brother has some free time."
Song Fuxue's eyes lit up: "That's great, I'll leave this matter to you."
He thought for a moment and then instructed, "Make a pair of bedside tables for Mian Mian so it's convenient for storing things."
While the two were chatting, Sun Erya was already eating noisily.
She couldn't stop praising him. "I now believe that your family must be very capable in making money. This pumpkin was sent by my family, right? Why is it so delicious when you cook it?"
Song Mian pushed the eggplant towards her and motioned her to eat it.
"I don't like eggplant." Sun Erya sighed.
She felt annoyed when she saw eggplant, but thinking that it was made by Song Mian, she couldn't help but try it.
Song Xiaoshu secretly kicked her under the table because she almost finished eating other people's food!
Sun Erya looked up: "What are you doing?"
She pointed at the eggplant and said with a smile, "Brother Shu, you should eat some too. Mianmian's cooking is really delicious. I can't resist it."
Song Xiaoshu held his forehead with his hand. He was reminding her not to eat anymore.
Song Mian, on the other hand, felt that Sun Erya was very sincere. When she was helping with things, she would bring her own flour, thinking that she didn't have any at home. He liked the dishes she cooked, and he would eat until his cheeks were bulging, which was very cute.
"You are at the age of growing up, so eat more if you like." In modern times, it is the age of third grade in junior high school or first grade in high school.
Now, they are married and planning to have children.
horrible.
I simply can’t even think about it.
Sun Erya also knew that she couldn't eat too much, so she slowly drank her porridge instead, praising it non-stop: "Mianmian's cooking is so delicious!"
After they finished their meal, they hurried to the town.
When she arrived under the sycamore tree, she found that her usual place had been occupied by a woman.
Song Mian pushed the cart and glanced at the woman, who glared at him fiercely.
She didn't want to cause trouble, so she and Song Fuxue moved aside, just to get some shade from the tree.
Sun Erya quickly put down the basket next to her.
Their frames didn't need to be put away much, but Song Mian's cart had to be put out bit by bit, so Song Xiaoshu helped to take things and ran around.
Song Mian thanked him and just as he finished setting up his stall, he heard Zhao Bosheng's lively voice: "Brother Song, I went home last night and heard from my father that you went there. How is the cloth you bought? Are you satisfied?"
"Very satisfied." She nodded.
Zhao Bosheng babbled, "As long as you're satisfied, I'm glad you've studied. Do you want to go to a private school with me?"
He looked over with envy: "You are so handsome, it will not be difficult for you to get married."
Song Mian: ...
Everyone: ...
Stop talking, this is a little girl in front of you.
Song Mian shook her head and laughed. She was young and just starting to develop, so it didn't look out of place for her to wear men's clothes. However, few people admitted their mistake, and he was the first one.
"Yes, the threshold of my house for marriage proposals is almost broken down." She turned the pie over, feeling reluctant to shatter Zhao Bosheng's happiness.
"I'm busy looking at each other." She spread her hands.
Zhao Bosheng's pupils trembled at that moment.
He held the pie in his hand and wandered away like a wandering soul.
After walking a distance, he turned back and bought two pounds of peaches, his eyes dull as he continued to walk.
Sun Erya counted the five copper coins in her hand, as if she were dreaming.
"Is there really anyone who buys it?" She was stunned.
Song Xiaoshu was also a little confused. He didn't expect that he could make money by selling them, because he always thought that every household grew peaches, so how could anyone be willing to buy them.
Anyway, he couldn't bear to do it.
There are wild peaches on the mountain.
but--
It sells surprisingly well.
Song Mian asked him to cut the peaches into small pieces and give one to each diners waiting in line in front of her stall.
It tastes sweet and I will buy three or five kilograms of it when my family is short of it.
Song Xiaoshu was originally feeling a little distressed, but after seeing this he no longer felt distressed. He smiled and gave gifts to everyone he saw.
The two baskets of peaches weighed about 70 to 80 kilograms. He thought he couldn't sell them, but they sold out very quickly. In the end, there were only some picked small peaches and bruised peaches left, which were sold for one copper coin per kilogram.
Carrying an empty basket and a handful of copper coins, Sun Erya jumped happily.
"Before I made any money, I was thinking about buying this and that. But now that I have money, I don't want to spend a single penny. I want to save it and send my children to school."
Sun Erya's face was covered in sweat from the sun, but she was very excited.
Song Mian shook his head and laughed.
“You can spend the money you earn if you want to, or save it if you want to.”
Sun Erya nodded in agreement, then shook her head.
She still couldn't bear to do it.
After they sold all the peaches, Song Mian also sold all the pies. The money they had saved had been spent on making autumn clothes, and it was time to save money for winter clothes and quilts.
She looked at the coal price and thought it was not so bad, but cotton was more expensive.
Since the founding emperor began to promote cotton, the price of cotton has dropped a lot in more than 200 years, but for ordinary people, it is still a valuable item.
Song Mian thought that she was now preparing twice as much meals. She could earn about 150 coins by preparing 7 kilograms of meat for the small market, and about 300 coins by preparing 15 kilograms of meat for the big market. This way, she could save money much faster.
"Let's go to the grocery store. I want to buy some toothbrushes." She really couldn't stand the days without toothbrushes.
Before, we didn’t have rice to eat, so we just let it go. But now that we make money, this is a necessity.
When she arrived at the grocery store, she was dazzled by the sight.
"Bath beans? Tooth powder?" She looked at and smelled them one by one.
She also looked at the ancient cosmetics with curiosity, from duck egg powder to gouache, rose water, rouge, etc. The prices all started from one or two taels. She just took a look and put them down.
I can't afford them, and I don't dare to imagine how much money I can make from selling them. The unit price is very high, and it would be great to make money.
Sun Erya didn't dare touch anything and looked at it stiffly.
"Boss, I want seven toothbrushes and seven boxes of tooth powder." Song Mian reluctantly pulled his eyes away from the shelves. There were so many beautiful little items that it was overwhelming. Just looking at them made him want to go shopping and buy more.
Damn it.
What does the shelf do to make it so attractive?
After she made her purchase, she saw Song Fuxue holding a moon-white silk flower and asking the shopkeeper how much it cost.
"It costs ten cents," replied the shopkeeper.
"I bought it." Song Fuxue said.
Song Mian:!
"Dad, I don't want it." She was the only girl in his family, so it must have been bought for her to wear. She was touched and refused without hesitation.
Song Fuxue counted out ten cents from her purse and paid the bill without hesitation.
"When you were advising Arya, you knew it was natural for you to spend the money you earned. Why did you spend it all on the family when it was your turn?"
He whispered, "You are a girl, you should be pretty."
In the past, whenever he passed by a silver shop and saw some beautiful little jewelry inside, he would buy them for her. Now that he could not afford gold, jade, or jewelry, buying these silk flowers was better than nothing.
Song Mian pursed her lips and smiled: "Listen to Dad."
He had good taste and the silk flowers he chose were double roses, three of them crowded together, elegant and beautiful. No wonder he could sell them for ten cents.
"Today Zhao Bosheng mistook you for a boy. It might be because you wear men's clothes all day long and don't wear any makeup or flowers." Song Fuxue thought, his daughter grew up in luxury and shouldn't be wronged like this.
Song Mian: ...
"Dad, I feel quite comfortable like this."
She touched the Confucian scarf on her head and wore a straight robe, looking like a graceful young gentleman.
Nowadays, it is very common for women to wear men's clothing, and you can see them everywhere on the streets.
Song Fuxue looked at her. The child was handsome and looked even more elegant in the straight gown.
The few of them were chatting when they suddenly heard a clear voice calling her, "Miss Song."
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