Chapter 92 Zhao Delivers Food
In the afternoon, Song Jinsheng was busy carving a signboard. Because it was going to be used as a storefront, he did it very carefully and meticulously.
Mu Dong couldn't help with this matter, so he and Mu Qiu helped Song Yuntang boil two more pots of shampoo water.
After filling all the bamboo pots, Mu Qiu washed the pot and started to cook the rice porridge.
"Second brother, should you be able to bring all the bamboo jars with you tomorrow?"
Song Jinsheng said as he worked, "It's almost done. Before I came here today, I asked Brother Mazi to urge Qiao Da and the others to speed up. The remaining 140 should be finished today. If there are still a few missing, I will rush them out myself when I get back."
Song Yuntang said as he applied the paste to the bamboo jar, "Let them continue working tomorrow, and stock up more goods so that they don't have to rush around when they need them."
Boiling water for shampoo is quick.
If you prepare two pots, you can cook a lot in a day.
Mainly the packaging of the bamboo jars takes time.
"Okay." Song Jinsheng responded.
Song Yuntang looked at him again, "How much money do I have to give to my second brother?"
Song Jinsheng stopped what he was doing and calculated the expenses during this period in his mind.
"I still have 367 coins left after deducting the money I spent on the wood. I spent 220 coins on bamboo and another 30 coins on Grandpa Sun's ox cart. I still have 117 coins left. The wages of my uncle's cousins and Qiao Daqiao for four days total 720 coins. The money I have left is only enough to pay for one of them."
After a pause, he continued, "And Brother Mazi has also helped a lot. He has been watching over the making of bamboo jars these days, but he never told me that he wanted to charge me for my work. I was wondering if I should show some appreciation as well."
Song Yuntang nodded, "We definitely can't let him work for nothing, but he must still be mainly responsible for the waterwheel. If I'm just helping out here, it's hard to calculate the wages separately. Second brother, please help me bring him some things later."
"Okay, take your time. He's made some money from the waterwheel blueprints you gave him. He'll definitely be happy with anything you give him."
After Song Jinsheng finished speaking, he continued to work on the task at hand.
For dinner, we had white rice porridge, salt mixed with oil residue, and a portion of bean sprouts fried with oil residue. The dish was particularly fragrant because of the lard.
Even Mu Qiu and Mu Dong might not be able to have such a good meal today during the Chinese New Year.
After the meal, Song Yuntang gave a piece of braised pork to Mu Dong and Mu Qiu, and asked them to take it home for Cui to try. He also packed three pieces for Song Jinsheng, and asked him to take two pieces to Song Mazi to thank him for his help over the past few days. He asked Song Jinsheng to take the remaining piece home to eat by himself.
As for who eats it or how to eat it, she has no control over it.
After all, everyone has it, so it would be bad not to give it to him.
In addition, he also gave Song Jinsheng one tael and one qian of silver. After paying the wages for the bamboo jars, minus the material cost for the next batch of 500 bamboo jars, the remaining amount was his wages for these few days.
That works out to about ninety cents a day.
Originally, Song Mazi paid him about eighty cents a day. In addition to making shelves for the shop, he also bought her some woodworking tools needed for the family. Song Yuntang thought this salary was quite appropriate.
There were originally eight pieces of braised pork, but after four pieces were given away, there were four pieces left.
Song Yuntang fetched a basin of water, placed the bowl of braised meat in the well water, covered it with a bowl, and refrigerated it to prevent it from spoiling.
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The next morning, Song Yuntang got up and boiled white porridge in the pot. After washing up, he fed the chickens and ducks, and picked up an egg from the cage.
This made her very happy.
It seems that chickens and ducks do not have to be eaten. Let them lay eggs first, and it would be best if they could hatch a nest of chicks. This way, there will be a steady supply of chickens and eggs to eat in the future.
Originally, there was only enough brown rice left for her to have a meal of porridge yesterday morning. After feeding the chickens and ducks this morning, the brown rice was all used up. It was not cost-effective to feed the chickens and ducks with white rice. If she wanted to feed them for a long time, she would have to buy some cheaper food.
Today's breakfast is richer than usual, with a small bowl of white rice porridge, a boiled egg, and a few slices of braised pork.
Mu Dong and Mu Qiu came over after breakfast. As soon as Mu Dong arrived, he poured the water he was carrying on his shoulders into the vat in the kitchen, while Mu Qiu sorted out the shampoo water that had been piled up in another room for Song Yuntang.
Song Yuntang put the bamboo jars into the basket one by one.
"Muqiu, we have to deliver all of these to the store today. If the paint on the shelves hasn't dried yet, you can pile them on the ground first and put them back up tomorrow morning."
There is a small place in the shop to store goods, but it definitely can't hold so many.
"Okay." Mu Qiu filled two baskets with shampoo and carried them to the door.
Song Yuntang looked at her back and asked, "Have you found the people I asked you to find?"
"I've found it. After seeing my hair, a few sisters all wanted to get a bottle of shampoo. I've arranged for four people so far, which should be enough."
As Mu Qiu spoke, he picked up a shorter shoulder pole, carried two baskets, and went out towards the shop.
She had just walked away for a while when Grandpa Sun's ox cart arrived at the door.
This time, not only Song Jinsheng and the 140 bamboo jars he brought came, but also Zhao Qiao'e.
As soon as the ox cart stopped, Zhao Qiao'e looked at the yard where Song Yuntang lived, then jumped off the ox cart with the basket in her hand, and walked into the yard with Song Jinsheng who was holding a bamboo pot.
"Tang'er, look who's here." Song Jinsheng's tone was filled with excitement.
Song Yuntang stuck his head out of the room. When he saw Zhao Qiao'e, there was a flash of confusion in his eyes. He didn't know what her purpose of coming here today was.
"Why is mom here?"
Song Yuntang stood up, brushed the dust off her body, went to the water tank to fetch water to wash her hands, and then poured two glasses of water for Zhao Qiao'e and Song Jinsheng who were looking at her small courtyard.
Zhao Qiao'e reached out and took the water she handed to her with a smile on her face.
"Your sister-in-law is pregnant and is getting further and further along. There are a lot of things to do at home. Since you came to town, I haven't had time to come and see you. Are you okay?"
"fine."
There wasn't much expression on Song Yuntang's face. The so-called lack of time was actually just an excuse.
Rongshu Village is not far from the town.
Song Jinsheng, who works for Song Mazi, always takes time to come and visit.
Zhao Qiao'e drank the water, handed the empty cup back to Song Yuntang, and opened the basket she was carrying.
"The two cucumbers on the cucumber vine you raised earlier have grown a bit bigger. As the weather is getting drier, I was afraid they would wilt, so I picked them and brought them to you."
"And this..." She took out a handful of leeks with roots, "The leeks we planted before were all killed by the sun. This is what your uncle brought yesterday. I kept half of it at home and brought some for you. It's not much, just enough for one meal. When the weather at home gets better, I'll ask your second brother to bring you some."
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