Chapter 46 Chapter 46 She folded her hands in prayer. …
She folded her hands in prayer.
Junsheng didn't know what she was doing. Seeing her put her hands together, he did the same: "Hurry up and snow! Mianmian loves snow."
Song Mian: ...
"I don't like it that much! I just like looking at the snow! But I'm afraid of the cold."
For the poor, winter is really not very decent and very cold. If the clothes she buys are not of good quality, she will keep cold.
Song Mian felt sad when he thought about it.
But the snow scene was so beautiful that she couldn't help but like it.
Junsheng was a little confused: "Will it snow again?"
"Let it snow for the good of the crops," said Song Mian.
The two chatted all the way, and when they got home, Song Mian went back to the house to wash up, change his clothes, and started drawing with a pen and paper.
This was an idea that just came to her mind today.
I was thinking of making an apron of the same style, and then embroidering the words "Song Kee Pies" on it with a thick needle to add a touch of impression.
When I think about the fact that everyone is illiterate, I feel that myocardial infarction is indeed not as convenient as pictures.
After thinking about it, I decided to take the apron pattern to a garment store, so I drew a simple pie sketch and asked them to embroider it with a thick needle, without having to be too detailed.
"How much silver will it cost to make twenty sets of these aprons?" Song Mian asked.
The apron saves fabric, and she wanted coarse cotton, so it only cost three hundred coins. The expensive part was the few simple pies and words, which cost a hundred coins.
"Your apron is very interesting." The shopkeeper praised it and said, "Others can tell that you two are from the same store at a glance."
Song Mian said with a grin, "This is exactly the effect I want."
The owner of the clothing store looked at her and couldn't help but ask, "Song's Pie? Is that the pie shop with the long line?"
Song Mian's eyes lit up: "You know that too?"
The shopkeeper nodded.
He does know and loves to eat it.
"I always ask the waiter to grab it for me, but I'm too late and can't get it. So it's your shop." The shopkeeper slapped his thigh and said angrily, "Back then, I kept asking you when you would expand your shop. Fortunately, you've come to your senses recently and realized that you should expand the shop, so we can have a good meal once."
Even if the waiter arrives late, there will still be food.
"This is so delicious. I don't know how you make it." The shopkeeper sighed and said with a smile, "Then I'll give you a discount."
Song Mian's face was suddenly filled with surprise: "Boss, it's your turn to make a fortune."
Although it’s not much, it’s a token of my thought.
The shopkeeper said with a smile: "Just do your business well and don't run away."
He has now become accustomed to eating her family's pies. If he doesn't eat them in the morning, it's like he hasn't eaten a meal, and he feels uncomfortable all over.
Song Mian quickly agreed: "No, no, my home is in Songjia Village in Qinghe Town. Where can I run to?"
However, the world is about to be in chaos, and with Xie Zhuyu, Xie Luzhi and Junsheng around, the fighting power is enough.
Their whole family also practiced martial arts. Although they could not become top masters, they were enough to resist the sick and weak refugees.
"How many days will it take?"
"Just come back and pick it up in five days."
"Okay, then you're busy, boss."
Song Mian gave his instructions and left a deposit before turning around and leaving, thinking that he had finally put his mind at ease.
This little ice age really delayed things, otherwise she could have sold for another month, and that would have been a lot of money.
The shopkeeper waved to him.
Song Mian then went home.
It was said to take five days, and on the fifth day, it was indeed done, so she went to pick it up. It takes skill to be able to run a garment business in the town for a long time.
This is very solidly made and is ironed very flat.
Although I was asked to use a thick needle to embroider the pattern, the other party did not do it perfunctorily and handled the edges and corners very well.
Anyway, she was very satisfied with the way the money was spent.
"Thank you, boss, for your trouble." Song Mian praised with a smile.
"As long as you like it, if someone asks you about it, just say they were made here. I'll give you a commission of two cents for each one, how about that?" The shopkeeper also had his own plan in mind, and felt that this approach would be particularly suitable for many shops.
Song Mian smiled when he heard this: "Okay, it depends on fate."
She thinks that people who are particular about things will like it.
Song Mian took the aprons back and put them on everyone, saying with a smile, "Two sets for each person. Wash them every day when you get home. There must be no stains. We cook food, and we don't want others to feel disgusted when they see it."
She looked at Aunt Wang and Aunt Song, and they nodded repeatedly. With the apron, they didn't have to spend money to buy it.
Song Mian finally felt relieved.
When preparing food, the most important thing is cleanliness and hygiene.
After returning home, Lu Jinshu took the apron to wash it first so that he could use it early the next morning.
"You go study first. You don't have to do these things." Song Mian said.
As she said this, she washed up and cooked first, and then she took the time to hire Grandma Wang to be the cook. She went there with the gifts in the afternoon.
"Grandma Wang, I'm really too busy at home, so I came here to ask if you're free to come to my house and help with cooking. Just three meals a day, and you'll be in charge of the kitchen. You don't have to worry about anything else. The salary is five hundred coins a month."
"It's easier for you. Just cook some food. You have to be here all the time. If you feel unwell, you can ask for a price."
Song Mian thought about it and felt that there was no problem.
Grandma Wang was a little surprised. "Five hundred coins a month? That's so high?"
She quickly agreed.
This is the price for being a cook in town. It's close to home, the job is easy, and you can earn so much money. It's hard to find a job like this even with a lantern.
Song Mian pursed her lips and smiled: "That's great, if you can agree to it, it will be a great help to my family."
The staff really can't turn around.
Grandma Wang smiled and said, "Don't worry. Although I promised you, my arms and legs are still very strong. I will definitely make it for you. Just wait and enjoy the food and drinks."
Song Mian also laughed: "When do you think it's convenient for you to start work? Then we can put our fingerprints on it."
Grandma Wang replied, "I have nothing to do recently, so tomorrow will be fine."
There are actually a lot of things to do at home, but compared to making money, they are nothing, and someone will sort them out for her.
She doesn't have to worry about it anymore.
"Well, tomorrow then." Song Mian waved his hand and said with a smile, "We will leave at 3:00 pm. Don't worry about our meals. Just prepare them before 7:00 pm and feed them to our family."
I don’t know when it started, but under the bleak autumn wind, all the leaves on both sides of the road have fallen.
Occasionally, a few withered yellow leaves can be seen hanging on the branches.
After Song Mian discussed the details with Grandma Wang, he went home.
As she was walking on the road, she looked up and saw the dead branch, and her heart trembled suddenly.
When I first came here, it was midsummer, the trees were green and lush everywhere, but now, there are only dead branches left.
She looked dazed.
I didn't expect that it had been so long.
Song Mian smiled, and when he got home, he told Wenlan that he had made an appointment with Grandma Wang and she would be the one to cook.
"As for our housework, let's hire a temporary worker to help with the cleaning so you don't have to worry about it."
Song Mian said with a smile.
At the beginning, there were few people in the family and it was a small hut, so there was not much housework.
Now that the courtyard is bigger and there are more people, washing clothes and sweeping the floor can make people exhausted, which is really not worth it.
Wen Lan was slightly startled when she heard this, and after a moment, she curved her lips slightly and said, "That's a good idea."
After being able to make money, housework is indeed too hard.
She is willing to feel sorry for her, she is really a good girl.
Now that it was settled, she felt relieved that one thing was finally settled.
Song Mian thought to himself that since there was a cook and a temporary worker at home, the housework and cooking were all taken care of, so there wasn't much left to do.
The store also hired temporary workers, and the pressure was greatly reduced.
Song Mian smiled and thought, when people can take a breath, they will choose to lie down.
Song Fuxue passed by and heard it, and nodded as well, so he could also breathe a sigh of relief.
Before the Song family's accident, he had never done any housework, but after the Song family's accident, he came to the small hut and had to do everything by himself. He learned how to wash underwear and shoes and socks.
There are also tears of bitterness.
It cannot be told to outsiders.
Song Mian sat lazily on the recliner, rocking slowly. The calf came over and put its head in front of her.
"What's wrong?" She touched it.
Normally, when the calf needed comfort, she would just touch it, but today, the calf kept stretching its head in front of her.
She touched it again.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
Tangdou said nothing and just kept shaking his head.
Song Mian was a little annoyed, so he turned its head away and said unhappily, "Smart kids are just naughty."
Tangdou leaned his head towards her again.
Song Mian: ...
"What?" She was getting angry.
However, Song Chi came over and looked at the calf's head. After observing it carefully for a moment, he said seriously, "Is it going to grow horns?"
Song Mian:?
She leaned over to take a closer look, stroking the slightly raised area, her face filled with surprise: "It really has little horns."
It has just grown and you can't see it unless you look carefully.
Only Song Chi has a keen eye for observation, so he could see that.
Song Mian touched the small bump, patted the calf's head soothingly, and asked with a smile, "Is it itchy?"
He even knew to show it to his parents. He is a smart little calf.
Song Chi held Tangdou's head, rubbed it, and said obediently: "Will it feel uncomfortable?"
Tangdou mooed twice, of course he felt uncomfortable.
Song Mian also touched it and comforted it, "It's okay, it's not a big problem."
She massaged the calf to make it feel more comfortable.
"Are you feeling better?" she asked.
"Moo." The calf rubbed its head against her, feeling less uncomfortable, and went to play by itself.
Song Mian turned around curiously and asked Gao Xiu: "The calf grows horns at just two or three months old?" She said she had learned something new!
Gao Xiu didn't know much about this, so he just nodded when he heard it.
"Probably."
The two were chatting casually when Lu Jinshu came over with a cup of water and said it was chrysanthemum tea for her.
"I put some rock sugar in it, try it."
"Um."
Song Mian took it and found the sweetness was just right, just what she liked.
Seeing that she liked it, Lu Jinshu raised the corners of his lips, a hint of joy flashed between his eyebrows, and then he went about his own business.
*
Emperor Shunde has been much more well-behaved recently.
He found the beauty he loved, and he drank and listened to music with his beloved every day, and lived a very peaceful life for a while.
But things are unpredictable. The beauty was persecuted in the deep palace and died within a few days.
Emperor Shunde had just settled down when he collapsed again in an instant and searched the whole country for a face similar to that of the beauty.
He was determined to find it even if he had to dig three feet deep into the ground, so he asked the Ministry of Revenue to take out a lot of money and grain and distribute it like water.
Even Songjia Village was notified.
Song Fuxue frowned and looked at Song Mian's delicate cheeks, feeling somewhat relieved. Fortunately, his family was a criminal and was not within the scope of recruiting beauties.
Otherwise, considering her age and appearance, it would be a bit risky.
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