The whole family is so poor, I rely on the food system to make a fortune every day

Those who calculate money by the day, others are earning money, and they don’t get paid, they are simply too poor to sleep!

Although other people are against this matter, but think about it carefully, the current weather is indeed not suitable, if everyone is sick, the project progress will be delayed even more!

And it's just the end of the new year, and everyone still wants to wait until after the sixth day before going to work.

Song Fubao nodded slightly, and understood what they meant. It was nothing more than illness, fear of illness and the opportunity of the Chinese New Year, just wanting to be lazy, it's human nature.

But if you agree directly, you are afraid of fueling inertia, and you will be in trouble when the time comes.

She thought for a while, then nodded, "Of course, then come back to work after the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, but there will be no red envelopes. Anyway, the wages are calculated by the day, I don't care! Let them relax, free Come over for hot pot!"

She readily agreed, but Fu Manlou hesitated again.

Because the opening red envelope of this matter had something to do with money again, he couldn't decide everyone's decision, so he quickly got up and left, and went home to send a message to others.

Before he left, he came back again, and before he could say anything, one of the guys laughed, "You want to know how many red envelopes there are, right? Twenty Wen, that's twenty Wen!"

Song Fubao: ...

Looks so happy!

Fumanlou is full of ideas, and he may choose not to go to work for twenty cents.But others may not... So, he still had to seek advice.

Those who did not agree to rest together before should not agree.

Sure enough, two hours later, Fumanlou came back again, and brought a list of those who were willing to work immediately.

Song Fubao took a rough look, and accounted for one-half of the total number of people, "That's it, this group of uncles will go up for seven days first, and then rest for two days, taking turns. Each of them will receive a red envelope of [-] Wen. After all, they have to go up the mountain. Dragging stones is exhausting!"

After saying that, she took out a few ingots of silver and handed them to Fumanlou.

"More refunds and less compensation!"

As for the temperature, the ice on the lake has already started to melt.It's been cold for two days, and anyone who has studied physics understands it, so she won't explain it.

After waiting for these three or four days, it will be fine!

Moreover, it is too hot to wear winter clothes when working, so there is no problem of being too cold.

"Thank you, little boss, I'll do it right away!" Fu Manlou ran away quickly, and as he left, a black shadow quickly flashed in front of Song Fubao, leaving only one sentence, "There are people on the East Street." Selling pigeons!"

Pigeon!

Eleven is really... not bad!

She hurried to the East Street again, and sure enough, many pigeons were placed in the pigeon cages, and the pigeon cages were piled up, and there were twelve cages.

This must be at least dozens of pigeons!

Song Fubao observed carefully at the front, there were gray pigeons and white pigeons, all of them were plump and big, and the person in charge of selling the pigeons was tall and burly, and he kept introducing them.

"If you pass by, don't miss it. This is a pure meat pigeon! Because it eats too much, it grows too fat and can't fly! There is no way to become a carrier pigeon, so it is sold cheap! Each one only needs 60 Wen, if you can’t buy it, you will suffer a loss, if you can’t buy it, you won’t be fooled, the pigeon soup is very nourishing, what’s the headache..."

Sixty!

It drew ridicule from the crowd, the old hen is only [-] yuan a piece, and a palm-sized pigeon costs [-] yuan.

Everyone dispersed.

"Forget it, forget it, don't read it, come and rob it during the Chinese New Year! With this money, it's better to eat an old hen, so that everyone in the family can eat a big bowl, it's not better than this!"

"Yeah, yeah, let's go, it's too cold, this pigeon can't be sold. By the way, Fubao,... Hey, Fubao, do you want to buy it?"

"Fubao, don't trust him, he's a liar!"

……

Song Fubao waved his hand and faced the stall owner, "Buy all [-] cents a piece, pay in one lump sum, sell or not!"

Twenty cents is too expensive, everyone is not satisfied, but the persuasion is not finished yet, the stall owner seemed to be afraid of Song Fubao's repentance, "deal!"

The sound is so loud that everyone can hear it clearly!

Crowd:  …

Sure enough, he is a liar. The price cut is too steep. Just now it cost 40 Wen, but now it is [-] Wen. There is a difference of [-] Wen.

"I have ten pigeons in each pigeon cage here, a total of 12 cages, so there are 120 pigeons, of which there are 70 gray pigeons, and the rest are all white pigeons. I will give you the pigeon cage! The full purchase price It is 20*120=2400 Wen, that is, two taels of silver and four hundred Wen, please pay the bill!"

Song Fubao grabbed the key word fiercely, multiplied by?

He actually said to multiply by... Could it be that he is... But the system clearly said that, except for the unexpected Wu Lanlan, there is no other fellow here!

what happened!

She stared at the man, looking at him with horror, "Quickly take out the money and pay, I don't accept the admiration look."

Song Fubao: ...

This person is really narcissistic, a social gangster! !

"No, I was just thinking, where do you put your money bag? I have copper plates here, but no broken silver, so where do you put it?"