Chapter 76: You can’t eat hot tofu in a hurry



Chapter 76: You can’t eat hot tofu in a hurry

What's more, she has many good ideas that require a constant temperature or low-temperature environment, such as brewing wine and ice cubes needed for iced drinks in summer.

If conditions permit, digging a cellar when building a house is much more convenient than digging after the house is built. Even transporting soil will be easier.

However, her request would increase the budget for building the house significantly. Add to that the cost of buying a kitchen knife and a thank-you gift, and the family's money seemed to be running low.

Sang Yu had never felt that money was so wasted. In the morning, she thought that the money at home was enough to build a house, and she could even use some of the spare money to buy a kitchen knife.

Now if you calculate carefully, there is still a big gap.

There is a way to make money. The golden berries that Sang Yongjing and his friends picked while cutting bamboo in the mountains yesterday have been almost processed by his grandmother and eldest brother. They can be made into sugar cubes by boiling them in the evening.

But does she really want to sell candy again?

Sang Yu decided to put aside the matter that he was unable to make a decision on for the time being and rolled up his sleeves to help dig the soil.

She had just rolled up her sleeves halfway when the sharp-eyed Xie Qiujin saw her and quickly ran to her side.

Xie Qiujin was a little out of breath from running so fast. She pressed her hand on Sang Yu's rolled-up sleeve and asked in a low voice, "Yu'er, what are you going to do?"

"I... help with the work." Sang Yu was a little confused. She couldn't just stand aside and watch her parents work. That would be too unkind of a son.

"Just get to work, why are you rolling up your sleeves?" Xie Qiujin said as she hurriedly put down her rolled-up sleeves.

Sang Yu: ...

You guys are so feudal! How old is she? Fourteen. She looks like a bean sprout. What's wrong with showing her arms?

She secretly complained in her heart, but responded with: "Oh, I know."

Digging and transporting soil, the repetitive mechanical labor makes people feel no time passing at all. It is the sound of gongs coming from afar that reminds them that it is getting late.

When he regained consciousness, Sang Yongjing instantly felt soreness and swelling in his arms and waist.

He stopped what he was doing and called out to everyone: "Alright, it's getting late, so let's stop here for today. Let's go home first."

Obviously, building a house cannot be rushed, and it is almost time for the family to go back.

I gave the shovel to Xiaohu for safekeeping so that he could use it the next day.

Before the three of them left, they went to the millstone specifically and simply shelled the half bag of grain seeds that Sang Yu brought before setting off for home.

On the way, Sang Yu mentioned the knife he had seen in the market today: "That knife is really good, it..."

She was about to talk about the knife's advantages so that Sang Yongjing and Xie Qiujin would support her idea of ​​buying a knife, but she heard Sang Yongjing say, "Then buy it."

"Huh?" Sang Yu was stunned, wondering if he had heard it wrong. Why did he agree so readily?

Sang Yongjing smiled and said, "Our family does make a lot of money, but ninety-nine percent of it is due to your ideas, Yu'er. It's rare that you want to buy something. Since you want it, then buy it."

Not only does she make money, but she also cooks most of the meals for the family. It's rare that she wants to buy a kitchen knife, and the family can afford it, so let's buy it!

Money can be earned again, but if you miss something you want, you may not be able to buy it again.

After the meal, Sang Yu boiled the sugar and put it aside to cool. He put his hands behind his head and counted the money at home.

The wood cost more than four hundred coins, nearly five hundred coins, Carpenter Wang earned five hundred coins, and the laborers who dug the soil also earned about five hundred coins.

There are still more than 1,400 wen left in the family. If we spend it frugally, it seems to be enough to cover the cost of building a house.

But Sang Xingjia's leg needed treatment, and she couldn't miss a single acupuncture session. Even if she didn't buy the knife, the 150 coins she saved wouldn't be enough; she still had to earn more.

Maybe she was just being overly pessimistic. She thought it would be okay to sell candy again. Should she try selling candy in a different market this time?

Thinking of this, she gritted her teeth and did it! Fortune and wealth are sought in danger. There is no other way to make so much money at once. In the end, she has to make money by selling candy.

The next morning, Sang Yongjing and Xie Qiujin went to the canyon as usual.

There were two reasons for going: first, if they could do more work themselves, they could hire fewer people for a few days; second, by being there, they could supervise the workers and prevent them from being lazy.

Sang Yu had no objection to this. She had tried to persuade them but to no avail. The couple seemed to have fallen into some extreme.

After knowing that you can make money from sugar, you feel that the opportunity to make a fortune is right in front of you, and everything else is just a small amount of money.

After listening to her analysis of the various problems in the sugar business, he felt that his family was extremely poor and he wanted to save money on everything.

Even so, the couple still fully supported her decision to buy a kitchen knife. As soon as she came back last night, they asked their grandmother to give her 150 coins.

Sang Yu carried a basket of copper coins and led Sang Xingjia into the city to continue acupuncture treatment.

I don’t know if it was the effect of acupuncture or a psychological effect, but when Sang Xingjia got up this morning, he tried to walk a few steps without crutches, and the pain was significantly reduced.

Therefore, he was very enthusiastic about going to the city for acupuncture, and he wished he could get three acupuncture treatments a day to heal his injured leg immediately.

It was the first time that Sang Yu saw someone walking so fast with a cane. She, who had both legs intact, almost couldn't keep up with him.

Sang Yu trotted over to Sang Xingjia and stopped him. Sang Yu glared at him and said, "Why are you walking so fast? I can't keep up with you."

"Ah? Sorry, I just wanted to... get into the city quickly." Seeing that she was angry, Sang Xingjia quickly apologized.

He himself didn't know that he could walk so fast. He always wanted to get into the city quickly and get acupuncture so that his leg would heal faster.

Sang Yu could more or less guess what he was thinking. She sighed and consoled him, "Brother, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. Even if the acupuncture treatment is over, you still have to take the medicine for a few more days. There's no need to rush."

His leg injury has been there for a few days, and even if Hua Tuo were alive, he might not be able to make him recover immediately.

Sang Yu was not afraid that he would run too fast or spend money on acupuncture, but she was afraid that his expectations would be too high, and he would be greatly disappointed if he didn't see any improvement after the acupuncture was over.

Even if Sang Yu didn't say these words, Sang Xingjia knew them in his heart, but he always held a glimmer of hope, wanting to get better quickly and help his family.

After being scolded by Sang Yu, his impatient and anxious heart gradually calmed down, and he walked side by side with Sang Yu at a normal walking speed.

It was still the familiar old doctor Zhang. After feeling the bones and checking the recovery situation, he inserted silver needles one by one. This time, Sang Yu did not sit aside and watch.

She was thinking about buying a kitchen knife. After settling Sang Xingjia down and leaving him some acupuncture money, she carried her small basket and headed straight for Yonghefang District C.

Still, the familiar smell of blood and fishy odor hit her nose. She walked through the stalls and found the bearded man selling knives at the same place as yesterday.

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