"Brother Shiyun, give these five taels of silver to Ah Mo." That night, after the two of them counted the copper coins, Lin Yan took out the silver he had exchanged at the money shop today and said to Zhao Shiyun.
After operating for more than half a month, the total daily income was more than one or two taels when it was high, and at least seven or eight hundred wen when it was low. Lin Yan and Zhao Shiyun counted the coins every night and saved a lot of copper coins. Today they simply took them to the money shop to exchange them for small change, and only had nine hundred wen in loose change to buy food.
Zhao Shiyun took the silver and asked, "What is this for?"
"We have used a lot of tofu at home in the past half month, and this is the money for buying tofu." The shop basically uses more than ten boards of tofu every day. The shop has become famous, and many people know that his tofu is delicious. He can sell almost five boards of raw tofu every day, four or five boards of fragrant tofu, and a few boards are made into minced meat tofu.
If calculated at one cent per dollar, there would be more than six taels. Before, A-mo insisted on calculating based on the cost, and that didn't even include the money for the bean curd sheets. A-mo works hard helping out in the store every day, and it's difficult for her family to pay her wages, and she wouldn't want them even if they were given to her. She can only make up for it from other sources.
Lin Yan and Zhao Shiyun explained, "If there's any extra, just tell Ah Mo that it's considered Zhong Gong. Yu Ge'er works hard every day, I'll give it to him privately when the time comes."
Lin Yan planned to distribute profits to everyone at the end of the month when he calculated the net income. After all, everyone contributed. Dad made tofu in the morning and yuba at home in the morning. Mom helped with the food prep in the morning and also helped with the tofu making when she could, before heading to town early to open the shop. Yu Ge'er was also very hardworking in the shop every day, not slacking off at all. And Zhao Shiyun, who went in and out with him every day, did all the hard work and never complained of being tired. He kept all the money he earned and only asked him for money when he needed it.
Zhao Shiyun took the silver and planned to give it to Li Yuemei tomorrow morning.
"By the way, Brother Shi Yun, my mom is selling all the raw tofu right now, and we don't have the time to sell it for the time being. Why don't we just let her buy the tofu from us? Is that okay with you?"
Zhao Shiyun thought it was feasible, "But how do I set the price for Amo?" The family's tofu had never been sold in large quantities like this before, and the villagers always bought it at a few yuan each.
"Let's discuss this with everyone tomorrow." Lin Yan yawned, his stomach suddenly growling, and he scratched his cheek awkwardly. He hadn't had much of an appetite for dinner today, so he didn't eat much. Now he was actually hungry.
Zhao Shiyun smiled and said, "I'll get you something to eat."
Lin Yan held him back and said, "I'll go by myself."
"It's late and cold outside. Wait in the room. It will be quick."
For dinner, they had steamed buns with egg sauce, stir-fried radish, and a green vegetable. Lin Yan hadn't eaten much tonight, and Zhao Shiyun noticed this and left him a steamed bun while clearing away the dishes. A small bowl of egg sauce was warming in the pot, which he had just turned off after a shower, so it shouldn't be cold yet.
He walked quickly to the kitchen, opened the lid, reached out and touched it. Sure enough, it was still a little warm. He broke the steamed bun in half, poured the egg sauce on it and spread it on the bun. He was afraid that Lin Yan would drop some crumbs when eating, so he took a bowl to put it in.
"Eat quickly, it's still warm." Zhao Shiyun handed the bowl to Lin Yan.
Lin Yan asked in surprise: "Did you leave it for me?"
"Of course." Zhao Shiyun asked him to sit on the edge of the bed and eat, and he didn't need to get down, otherwise he would catch a cold.
Lin Yan ate with big mouthfuls and finished it in just a few bites. Zhao Shiyun poured him another glass of water to clear his mouth.
Lin Yan cleared his mouth, knelt up, put his arms around Zhao Shiyun's neck, and kissed him on the cheek: "Reward."
Zhao Shiyun's eyes deepened, and he reached out to grab his husband's waist and pushed him onto the bed. "This reward is not enough."
The night is still long...
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