Heroine: The beginning starts with gambling on the wife with two hundred kilograms of rubbish

"Okay, I'll go right now."

Song Tingran was waiting at the door. She found that Gu Yan was very quiet, like a transparent person. If he hadn't waited for Sang Cheng, she would not have noticed him.

"Gu Yan, come here."

Gu Yan was standing in the corner when his name was suddenly called. His first reaction was joy, and then he began to identify the source of the sound just now.

He groped slowly and walked, and when he reached the door, there were steps. He actually raised his feet and walked over. Song Tingran didn't even have time to remind him.

"Master, are you here?"

"Well, I think it's boring for you to stay here. Sang Cheng and I are going to buy some food. You can go with us."

"Yes, Master." His happiness was visible to the naked eye.

Sang Cheng came out soon, and the three of them went shopping together, that is, in a nearby street. They didn't go far without catching a carriage.

Throughout the whole process, Sang Cheng let Gu Yan hold the corner of his clothes. It was noon and there were many people on the street.

"I haven't had meat buns for a long time, Sang Cheng, do you want to eat them?"

"I think it's been a long time since I've done anything at home."

Song Tingran calculated based on two buns per person, and bought a total of eighteen buns, all made of pork and green onions, and bought a large portion of cold vegetables next to them.

I saw a guy selling corn paste at the corner and bought a lot more.

Corn mush, sweet texture

"Sang Cheng, are these enough?"

"That's enough, Wife, this bun is big, and it's just a supplement, so the training won't last long."

"Okay, then go back."

When Song Tingran and the others came back, Shi Xiaoer and others greeted them one after another.

Sang Cheng and Gu Yan both carried things in their hands and put them on the table on the first floor.

"Eat first. After dinner, we will train again." Song Tingran spoke softly. Shi Xiaoer didn't expect to be eating here at noon, and he was quite embarrassed.

There was no room to sit down, so everyone might as well gather around and eat. Song Tingran took a bun first, and then the others started eating.

Among these six people, two were from the surrounding villages, and almost all of them were doing odd jobs in the town. They were very happy to be able to come to Beishifang to do work this time.

"Master, these are pork buns. Such a good thing, why don't you buy them for us to eat?"

Qian Hui's accent really made everyone laugh. She was chosen because she was honest. Although the clothes she wore were mended, they were very clean.

"Work hard from now on, and there will be pork buns to eat."

"Okay, thank you, boss. Can I not eat it and take it back to my family?"

Song Tingran had not heard such words for a long time. They were familiar and sad. Once upon a time, she had heard people around her burst into tears over a bun.

"These buns are for two per person. If you can't finish them, you can take them away."

Qian Hui was very happy. In the end, she only ate one bun and then carefully put the other one away. She didn't even dare to take a few bites of cold dishes during the whole process, but she looked very satisfied.

When she learned that there was also corn mush, she only tasted it and packed up her portion.

The other four, Shi Xiaoer, who lives in Ping'an Town, have relatively ordinary families, otherwise they would not come out to look for work. However, compared to Qian Hui's situation, they are still better. At least when they see the meat buns, they just feel that they are being treated well. Yes, but not so reluctant.

Another person from another village, which is relatively close to Ping'an Town, is Shiqing Village. He also knows Qiao Xin and is a responsible person.

Song Tingran only ate one steamed bun, and she was not yet hungry. She quite liked the texture of the flavor soaking into the skin of the steamed bun.

I gave the stuffing to Gu Yan, and he ate happily. Meat was his favorite. Even fat meat can be eaten. He is not picky about food.

Song Tingran chatted with Qian Hui intentionally or unintentionally, and learned that her village was called Guangming Village. It was not originally part of Pingan Town and was newly divided five years ago.

Typically, there are many people but little land, and every household is poor. After that, Ping'an Town became better and better, and people said that they could make money here, so Qian Hui, as the head of the family, came here to find work.

Qian Hui lives a difficult life, but she is optimistic. She always has a smiling face, and there are a few freckles on her face that have been burned by the sun. There are not many freckles on her face, and she looks a bit approachable.

"Then how long does it take for you to come to town from Guangming Village every day?"

"My boss, if I have to go back and forth every day, it will take me seven or eight days to get there, and we have to build a bullock cart. Those animals are more valuable than people, so I can walk."

Song Tingran was shocked. It was not directly accessible by oxcart. You had to go back and forth in the middle. There were some sections where there were no oxcarts and you had to walk...

She didn't even believe that Guangming Village belonged to Ping'an Town, which reminded her of the previous Hundred Villages Book.

Those remote villages with so many fingerprints may really need help.

Here, even if some villages want to make profits, there must be people among them who really need help.

"Then have you been staying in Ping'an Town these days?"

"alright."

"Where do you live?"

"It's hot now and it's not cold at night. I'm in the alley. That's alright. Boss, don't worry. I'm a clean person. I go to the river to take a bath and change clothes every day."

Song Tingran remembered that when Qian Hui came today, she did bring a small package.

Qian Hui is really full of vitality and full of vitality. She starts talking and talks endlessly.

She said that her family had little land and the yield was not good. Every year the grain was turned over to the public, and there was almost nothing left. She wanted to sell it this year.

Qian Hui said it very easily, but Song Tingran said loudly: "No, you can't sell the land!"

"Ah, why, boss."

"Listen to me and don't sell the land. Our town is working on a solution. This fall at the latest will ensure that everyone has enough to eat."

"Boss, I don't understand, but I believe you. You're really awesome at opening such a big shop."

Qian Hui gestured with her thumb plainly, and Song Tingran suddenly realized another problem.

"Then the steamed buns and cornstarch you left today will definitely be uneatable when you get home."

"It's okay, boss. I'll store them in a cool place for her, and then I'll take them home while I rest."

In this case, Song Tingran could not refute, nor could she refute. He patted her on the shoulder and just said, "Do a good job."

Sang Cheng was also ready. Accompanied by Song Tingran, he assigned floors to everyone and began to explain the daily work content. The Song family gambling stone shop is also the first in Ping'an Town. It must be Beautifully done.

Gu Yan was groping for the new stones nearby. This was also his strength. Every time he did it, he felt that he was useful and would be very happy.

In this way, you can stay in the Song family forever.

Half the afternoon passed quickly.

"Assigning floors to you does not mean that you only care about your own floor. If any floor is too busy, we will all help together. Do you understand?"

Shi Xiaoer and others: "Understood, boss."