After time travel, my best friend and I exchanged supplies and became a rich woman

Song Bufan felt a little embarrassed by these two people, "Ah, there's nothing I can do about it. As you know, the most troublesome thing in our countryside is the sophistication of people.

If we don't stipulate in advance the maximum number of things each person and each household can make, you can just wait for them to stuff things into my place.

At that time, if you say enough is enough, we won’t accept it anymore... and they will say that we did it because you said you wanted to accept it.

Anyway, you have to accept it, and you have to accept it if you don't.

I'm not saying how bad the people in our village are. They are lovely people. You know, most of them are selfish.

We have finally found a way to make money here, and everyone will definitely be struggling to get more money. "

In the face of survival, face and morality are the first to be abandoned.

Chen Dongyue's previous consideration was that if Qingshan Embroidery Workshop became a leader, it would inevitably lead to jealousy and stumbling blocks in secret, so she wanted to open a handicraft workshop so that everyone could earn some money and feed and clothe themselves together.

But they didn't consider that there are so many ways to "share food and clothing".

"Fortunately, I have a clan grandfather to help me." When Song Bufan said this, Chen Dongyue also felt that she had not considered it well, "I am a person who tends to only focus on the present when doing things, and do not think about the future.

From then on, I will leave this Qingshan handicraft workshop completely to you. Don’t make up this or that. I will give you the starting salary, five hundred yuan per month, right? "

Song Bufan's eyes suddenly lit up, "Then, is that too much?"

"Is it a lot?" Chen Dongyue stroked her chin and thought for a moment, "Then it would still be three hundred..."

"No more, no more!!!" Qiao Sanmei, who returned home in time, stood at the door and shouted: "Just five hundred, just five hundred!!"

She ran up to Chen Dongyue panting, "Don't listen to your clan master's farts, Dongyue~~~齁~~~To tell you the truth, your clan master's family is very poor and really needs the two hundred coins. You are an honest person...don't listen to your clan master's farts there."

Qiao Sanmei has now figured out Chen Dongyue's temper.

This kid is nothing but sincere and never pretends to be polite to others.

So if you have any needs, you have to tell her directly and clearly, and you must not pretend to refuse or anything like that.

If she hadn't heard that Chen Dongyue was at home today and came home a little early, her man would have lost two hundred coins every month! !

Fortunately, okay, I caught up.

Chen Dongyue saw that Qiao Sanmei was breathing heavily, so she helped her breathe and replied: "Okay, okay, don't rush, don't rush, five hundred is five hundred.

But we have agreed that from now on, I will not care about the Qingshan Workshop at all! "

Throw it away, throw away the pot! !

"Okay!" Qiao Sanmei gritted her teeth and nodded, "Your clan master and Song Yang are here, you don't have to worry about anything."

Just pay.

Song Bufan, who was almost stared to death by his mother-in-law, quickly patted his chest and promised that he would definitely run the Qingshan Workshop, and Song Yang would take good care of it.

Afterwards, several people agreed that the Qingshan Workshop will officially start receiving goods tomorrow. Song Yang doesn't have to farm these days anyway, so he will go to Song Bufan's house to help starting tomorrow.

On the way home with his sister-in-law, Song Yang couldn't help but ask Chen Dongyue, "Sister-in-law...I..."

"What?" Chen Dongyue turned her head and glanced at Song Yang, who was squirming. "If you have anything to say, just say it."

"That's it..." Song Yang didn't know how to speak.

"I'll count to three. If you don't tell me, I won't listen." Chen Dongyue stopped and looked at Song Yang with raised eyebrows.

Song Yang bit her lip, acting like a little daughter-in-law, "I just want to ask, that..."

"Three!" After counting, Chen Dongyue raised her legs and walked forward.

"I just want to ask, can I also do handicrafts and sell them?" Song Yang finally broke through his psychological defense and asked.

"Huh?" Chen Dongyue braked, almost twisting Song Yang's nose behind him, "Didn't I say I would give you wages?"

"No..." Song Yang touched his nose and hummed: "But I don't want wages, I just want to sell handicrafts. The price can be the same as others, or a little lower!"

Nowadays, Chen Dongyue pays for food and drinks at home. In fact, Song Yang is also embarrassed to make money from his sister-in-law.

But...how to say?

He was fourteen years old after the Chinese New Year, and he only had a dozen copper coins around him.

Sometimes when I go to the county town, I want to buy a headscarf for my mother, and I don’t have the money to buy a headband for my sister and niece.

So he also wants to have some money around him, so that when he occasionally wants to buy something for his family, he can also spend it.

He couldn't do such a thing if he directly asked his sister-in-law for money, but he was also embarrassed to sell his handiwork to his sister-in-law.

After all, they are all a family, and his sister-in-law didn’t even count the money he spent on food, clothing, and blankets. How could he have the nerve to count his sister-in-law’s handmade money...

Thinking of this, Song Yang immediately waved his hand and said: "Sister-in-law, you think I didn't say anything!!"

After saying that, the man walked forward with his head sullenly.

Chen Dongyue shouted at Song Yang's back: "Stop, I'll just say it once!"

The person who was walking with his head down suddenly stood still.

Still standing up straight.

It looks quite...'proper'.

Chen Dongyue suppressed her laughter and walked to Song Yang, "Fight for your own interests, don't feel embarrassed. As for you, you don't need to learn handicrafts for the time being, first learn more about how to behave with others from the clan master.

I will also give you wages, but not much, two hundred wen a month. Do you have any objections? "

"No!" Song Yang raised his head, his eyes bright, "Sister-in-law, don't worry!! I will definitely follow my clan master and work hard!!"

Two hundred articles, two hundred articles, a whole two hundred articles!

That was enough for him to buy ten headscarves for his mother, fifty headbands for his sister and niece, enough to pull off the clothes for his sister-in-law...

Well, I'm afraid two hundred yuan is enough to tear off my sister-in-law's clothes.

After all, she looks quite wasteful of fabric.

But it doesn’t matter, he can save money slowly! !

The more Song Yang thought about it, the happier he became. Looking at Chen Dongyue, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and his mouth opened wider and wider.

Until... "You're so ridiculous! Your lips are split from laughing, and they're bleeding. It's so scary!"

After saying that, Chen Dongyue shuddered and left quickly.

Song Yang followed Chen Dongyue hehehe, "Sister-in-law, be careful. Sister-in-law, wait for me. Sister-in-law, don't run away, sister-in-law..."