The Jiang family members: "..."
Why do I feel like she's a bit cheeky?
Jiang Wanwan went on and on, mainly talking about how Zhang Laifu begged her to cooperate, and even treated them to a meal.
Uncle Jiang and Jiang Xun were completely at a loss.
"Wanwan, how much silver did we earn today? Why don't we go and calculate the amount?" Uncle Jiang couldn't stand it anymore, so he quickly made an excuse to stop Jiang Wanwan.
“Yes, yes, sister, hurry up and do the accounts,” Jiang Xun chimed in.
He didn't want to see Jiang Wanwan's irritating expression anymore.
"Alright. Let's go to the main room and do the calculations," Jiang Wanwan said.
Grandma Jiang and the others never expected that Jiang Wanwan would settle accounts in front of them. After all, even if Jiang Wanwan had money, she had never handed it over to the public treasury. Not only that, she was also trying to find ways to swindle money from the old lady.
The group entered the main room with excitement, and everyone took their seats.
Jiang Wanwan opened her crossbody bag and poured the copper coins inside onto the table.
"Crackling and popping~~" A crisp sound rang out.
Grandma Jiang grinned from ear to ear, "Hehe, so this is the sound of money. It's actually quite pleasant to listen to."
"Hehe, I also think this is the most beautiful voice I've ever heard."
Before long, the dining table was piled high with copper coins.
The Jiang family stared wide-eyed at the pile of copper coins on the table in disbelief.
"Gulp~"
Uncle Jiang swallowed hard, staring blankly at the copper coins on the table. "My goodness, so many copper coins! Am I dreaming?"
"I feel like I'm dreaming too." Madam Hu stared wide-eyed at the copper coins, her mouth almost watering.
"Oh hahaha, so many, so many! Good heavens, this must be worth two strings of cash!" Old Mrs. Jiang's eyes gleamed with gold, her hands trembling as she reluctantly touched the copper coins on the table.
“There should be two strings of cash.” Uncle Jiang nodded blankly.
Jiang Wanwan collected the money; he had no idea how much he'd made. There were so many people that he was only focused on packing mosquito coils for the customers. He'd thought a single coin would be the maximum, but he never imagined he'd earn so much more!
Zhu's mouth stretched from ear to ear as she volunteered, "I'll go get some hemp rope and string them together."
With that, Zhu lifted her skirt and hurried away. A moment later, she returned, still rushing about, carrying a bundle of hemp rope.
"Here it comes, here it comes, the rope is here!" Zhu was panting heavily as she ran.
Jiang Wanwan said, "For convenience, one hemp rope is used to string together one hundred coins."
Then, she looked at Grandma Jiang and the others, "Grandma, Aunt, Second Aunt, do you have a problem?"
As far as she knew, apart from Old Madam Jiang, Madam Hu, and Madam Zhu, who had never attended school, the rest of the Jiang family had all attended school for a few years and were literate enough to count from one to one hundred without any problem.
"Granddaughter, what's so difficult about that?" Grandma Jiang said proudly. "Your grandma may not be able to count to one hundred, but I can count to ten coins. If I count to ten coins ten times, won't that make one hundred?"
Jiang Wanwan finally understood: whenever it came to money, the old lady always seemed to have a natural talent for it!
“Mother is right. We won’t count to a hundred, but ten coins a dozen times will do. It won’t delay our money-making at all,” Madam Hu said quickly, gesturing with her chest.
“That’s right, niece, don’t worry,” said Madam Zhu.
Judging from the expressions of the three, they seemed afraid that Jiang Wanwan wouldn't want their help to string the coins together.
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