Chapter 98 Falling out
Qian: "So?"
"So let's cook some dishes and sell them. How can we be healthy just by eating soup?" Keke said that if people don't eat vegetables for a long time, they will easily get sick, especially when there is a cold wind. If they catch a cold, it can be fatal.
When Zhou Wulang heard this, he immediately snatched the 100 coins from her hand and said, "What a joke! How do you set the price for cooking? We almost got into a fight today over a bowl of soup that cost two coins."
Old Zhou, who had been silent the whole time, frowned and looked over, asking, "What's the matter? Did you have an argument with someone?"
"Not really," Zhou Wulang hesitated for a moment and finally told him about Lu Da trying to grab the spoon. Although he felt vague, he felt that this was just a small conflict between them. If Manbao had not suddenly interrupted them, they might have really fought.
Old Zhou pondered for a moment and looked at Manbao, "How are you going to cook this dish?"
Manbao counted on his fingers and said, "You can stew cabbage, stew white radish, and even boil eggs!"
Manbao was talking about the vegetables that we often eat at home, especially cabbage and white radish. These are the only two vegetables left in the fields.
Most of the cabbages are stored in cellars, and some are grown in the fields. Now these are the only two types that every household can eat.
Old Zhou thought that this business had little potential, because if the price was too high, Lao Ding could not afford it, and if the price was too low, they would lose money. But after thinking about it, and remembering that his daughter's suggestion could make money every time, he did not object much.
He said to Zhou Erlang and Xiao Qianshi, "Think carefully about how to prepare this dish tonight. Tomorrow you will go with them and tell those laborers that we have six sons."
Zhou Erlang understood, agreed, and then took the hundred coins from Manbao.
Manbao gave him the money without any hesitation and said, "Brother, buy some eggs and cook them and sell them to them. They are one penny each. We can earn one penny by making three eggs."
The eggs sold outside are two cents for three and one cent for one, which means they make three cents for each egg.
Zhou Erlang felt that the profit was too small. He would rather spend his time finding another place for the laborers to serve and make another pot of soup.
Manbao didn't notice and kept chattering in his ear, "Third brother is so pitiful. I wanted to hide the egg water I made this morning and give it to him, but I was afraid it would spill if I took it to someone else. So I decided to take the eggs there and cook them for him."
He continued, "Egg water doesn't taste good. Only boiled eggs taste good. My eldest sister-in-law is really something. She never boils eggs for me and always makes me drink egg water. Second brother, tomorrow my second sister-in-law will boil eggs for me. Can you please let her boil eggs for me? I don't want to drink egg water anymore."
Zhou Erlang saw that she had forgotten about cooking to make money while she was talking, so he nodded insincerely and said, "I'll talk to your second sister-in-law."
As for whether she would listen to him or not, that was not certain.
Manbao thought that her second brother had agreed to her request, so she became happy. After happily eating dinner, she took the money she had received and went to find Bai Shanbao.
Zhou Wulang walked her over, chattering all the way, "We worked hard all day and only got fifteen coins. Manbao, why did you give out so much money for the cost?"
"I only got ten cents." Manbao didn't feel the money was less at all, and even comforted Zhou Wulang, "I'm sure I can earn more tomorrow."
"It wasn't us who took the money, it was my second brother who took it, so we would definitely get less." Zhou Wulang sighed, "Dad will definitely come to me to ask for money again tonight. Oh, why is it so difficult for me to save money? By the way, Manbao, please keep ten cents of my money for me. If Dad asks me, I will give him five cents."
Manbao said it was no problem.
Zhou Wulang sent Manbao to the door of the Bai family, watched her go in, and then went home.
Manbao was a familiar customer at the Bai family. She was taken to the study by the Bai family's servants and rushed in. Bai Shanbao had already had dinner and was now practicing calligraphy with a pen in his hand.
When he saw Man Bao coming, he immediately dropped his pen and said, shaking his hands, "Why did you come just now?"
Manbao praised him, "You are really hardworking. You are practicing calligraphy now."
Bai Shanbao said, "I don't want to be diligent. My grandmother asked me to write, but I said I wrote a lot of words today, but it's useless. Sigh."
Manbao took out his own paper and pen from his small bookcase and said, "I'll practice with you."
With a little friend, Bai Shanbao finally became a little enthusiastic about practicing calligraphy and sat down with Manbao to write.
Manbao knows a lot of characters, but if she doesn't write them down for comparison, there are still many characters she can't write because she suddenly can't remember what they look like.
As for the characters that can be written, there are always some missing parts, or the arms and legs are placed in reverse, or one character becomes two characters.
However, Manbao thinks that these situations can be corrected. The most important thing is that she always uses too much ink, and what should she do if the writing always turns into an ink ball at the end?
Manbao held the pen and sighed sadly, then dipped it in ink and carefully wrote the first word on the paper.
At this time, Liu had also finished reading the booklet that Shanbao brought back. She closed the booklet and handed it to Daji, asking him to give it to the two children.
She still wanted to see what they would do with the booklet.
Manbao and Bai Shanbao, who had agreed to discuss writing, had long forgotten about it. They threw aside the booklet sent by Daji and gathered together to judge each other's writing.
Bai Shanbao said to her, "Your handwriting is really ugly."
Manbao envied him, "Your handwriting is so beautiful."
Bai Shanbao was praised and felt that it was not right for him to criticize her, so he said, "It's okay, just practice more and you'll be fine. I'll teach you."
Manbao asked him, "Is your handwriting this ugly the first time you write?"
"No, I've had beautiful handwriting since I was a child." Bai Shanbao said, "I'm smarter than you."
Manbao was not convinced, "It's obvious that I am smarter than you. I am the smartest person within a hundred miles."
Bai Shanbao made a face at her, "Big talker."
"No," Manbao said loudly, "I'm telling the truth! I'm the smartest."
"Then your handwriting is so ugly, you haven't memorized as many books as I have, and you haven't read as many books as I have."
Manbao was stunned, with a sad face, and asked Keke in his heart, "Tell me, who is smarter, me or him?"
The system was in a dilemma. It glanced at the two people's intelligence values and said, "About the same."
"There's still a difference. Tell me, who's the difference?"
Koko remained silent.
Manbao cried out "Wow" and pushed Bai Shanbao, "I'm not going to be friends with you anymore. I will be smarter than you in the future. Just wait and see, hum!"
Daji stood there stunned, completely unaware of why the two children suddenly started arguing.
Bai Shanbao was pushed to the ground by her. He was also angry. He got up and pushed Manbao, pushing her to the ground. He was not satisfied and said to her with a shy face, "You are dumber than me, and you still don't admit it. Shame on you, crybaby. I will never play with you again."
Ouch, my face is frozen.
(End of this chapter)
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