After drinking the brown sugar ginger tea, I warmed up my body and could start to get down to business.
Qian Chunhua didn't expect that Qian's mother would also come to the shop early, contrary to her usual behavior.
"I'm worried that you can't handle it alone." Qian's mother said to Qian Chunhua as she entered the shop.
Business was so good yesterday, all thanks to my daughter who steamed the buns in the morning. Otherwise, if she had made them last minute, she wouldn’t have been able to handle it.
So today Qian's mother came over early in the morning, and this time she could help collect eggs.
Qian's mother was responsible for counting, and Qian Chunhua was responsible for giving out copper coins.
It doesn't need to be complicated. Just pay one penny each. Just count the eggs and pay that many coins.
Granny Xu had a large family and many chickens, so she sent thirty-six eggs this time. Qian Chunhua counted out thirty-six coins and put them into Granny Xu's hands.
Sun Hongying's family had only thirteen eggs, and Qian Chunhua gave them thirteen cents.
The other people only had a dozen coins each, less than 10 coins. Qian Chunhua quickly paid off the money one by one.
However, in this way, Qian Chunhua had almost no copper coins left, and all that was left was silver. He had to go to the county town to exchange the silver for copper coins.
As soon as Granny Xu and the others left, Qian Chunhua explained to Mother Qian that he had no copper coins and needed to go to the county town.
"But, but what should we do when they come to exchange the eggs later?" Qian's mother had never dealt with such things before. She was not worried because her daughter was around, but when it came to Qian Chunhua, she was worried that she couldn't do it alone.
Qian Chunhua smiled and comforted her, "It's okay, just like you counted just now, after counting, you will be paid according to the number of coins."
In fact, Qian Chunhua wanted to say that if she really couldn't do it, she could wait for me to come back and change it. But then she thought that her mother was not very old and the matter was not complicated, so she let her do it.
Even if he made a mistake, the loss would not be big. So Qian Chunhua swallowed the last sentence and did not say it out loud.
"Okay." Qian's mother agreed reluctantly. There was nothing she could do but agree. Her daughter had more important things to do and couldn't stay in the shop all the time.
So many noodles were sold yesterday, and flour also needs to be bought. The county town also has purchase restrictions. Qian's mother is very worried about whether her daughter can buy back food, otherwise it will be difficult to continue running the shop.
Qian Chunhua, without any worries, handed Qingfeng to his mother and headed quickly towards the county town.
The wind continued to ravage the earth along the way and almost blew Qian Chunhua to the ground several times. At this moment, Qian Chunhua finally understood the meaning of the idiom "fragile as a rock".
In fact, it’s not my fault that I’m too weak. If I have to blame someone, it’s because the wind is too strong. Some small trees on the roadside were even uprooted by the wind.
Qian Chunhua quickened her pace. In addition to buying food, she also needed to buy some cotton clothes, cotton pants and cotton shoes.
With the five thousand taels of silver in his hand as a foundation, Qian Chunhua felt that he was wealthy and could no longer be stingy.
In addition to buying things for the three children, I also need to buy things for my mother and younger brother.
In such a cold day, Qian Xingshan was only wearing ordinary cotton shoes. Because the shoes were too small, the cloth at the toes was torn and the cotton was exposed.
As for Qian's mother, Qian Chunhua planned to let her wear the leather shoes in her own space. These were the most popular shoes in the 1980s, and the shoes inside were at least one centimeter long.
When Qian Chunhua was stocking up on goods, he was worried about encountering extremely cold weather, so he stocked up several pairs. Unfortunately, Qian Chunhua only stocked up on shoes in his own size.
When I arrived at the ready-made clothing shop in the county town, the owner still remembered Qian Chunhua, the village woman who used to wear tattered clothes but looked disdainful of the ready-made clothes in her shop.
Qian Chunhua, who was now refreshed, never thought that the shopkeeper still remembered him after more than a month.
Qian Chunhua went straight to the place where the cotton-padded clothes were kept and selected two sets of cotton-padded clothes and cotton-padded pants for each of the three children. Together with the two sets she had already made for them, each child had four sets, enough to change.
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