Crossover boy farming

The tofu business of Zhang Wuliang's family has been going on vigorously for more than ten days.

The daily demand in the town is already huge, and since Boss Fang launched a new dish of tofu, two more food shops have ordered tofu skin and tofu puffs at Zhang Wuliang's house several times.

In order to make tofu, Zhang Wuliang and the others worked tirelessly until late at night every day. In this winter fattening season, they not only lost weight but lost weight.

Especially Zhang Zhenwen, he went to the town to sell tofu during the day, and at night he was asked to learn arithmetic while grinding tofu under the excuse of not wasting lamp oil.

Obviously, he was going to light the lamp to make tofu every night, why is the lamp oil money still counted on his head, wow!

On the afternoon of the 22nd of the twelfth lunar month, when Zhang Zhenwen and Zhang Ergou sold the last tofu and packed it home, their [-]-day journey was finally coming to an end.

The work of Zhang Wuliang and Zhang Zhenzong had already ended the night before. When Zhang Zhenwen and Zhang Ergou returned to Zhang Wuliang's house with the stuff, a group of old men in the Zhang family, from Uncle Zhang to Zhang Qican, were all nestled in the warm Chewing fried soybeans and chatting in the room.And the women are in the kitchen, busily preparing a big meal to comfort the men who have worked hard during this time.

Zhang Zhenwen put his things in the corner, took off his shoes, and got on the kang, followed by Zhang Ergou. The people on the kang squeezed and moved them out of the place, and they didn't know who was on the table. After filling his cup with a glass of water, he joined the team of smashing soybeans.

The days after the winter solstice were obviously longer, a group of people had a lively meal, the sky was still dim, after sending off Uncle Zhang and others, Aunt Zhao took Chen Xiaonian to clean up the mess, Zhang Ergou and Zhang Zhenyong were nesting in the corner of the warm house He watched, watching their three brothers calculate the profits during this period.

Zhang Wuliang took out an account book, which was the paper bought for Zhang Zhenyong to practice calligraphy. Zhang Wuliang took some, wrapped it in cloth, and bound it with thread. It recorded the account of tofu buying and selling during this period.

Zhang Wuliang spread the ledger on the kang table so that both of them could see it, then pointed to the numbers on it and said, "This is from the ninth day of the lunar new year. It cost 380 renminbi to collect beans, and 430 renminbi to sell tofu the next day." , It took 130 Wen to collect tofu, this is No.11...No.13...No.21..."

Zhang Wuliang pointed out their daily income and expenditure one by one: "The ones before today are all here, can you see if there is any problem?"

Zhang Zhenzong shook his head, they counted the copper coins they got every day, and he handled the money for the soybeans. They were very clear about these accounts, and there was nothing wrong with them.

Zhang Zhenwen took out his money bag and poured out the copper coins he got today. After the three counted, Zhang Wuliang got up and left the warm house after registering the numbers.

After a while, he took back a two-foot-square wooden box and put it on the table. Inside were a dozen strings of copper coins strung together with hemp rope, and a money bag containing a few pieces of copper plates. All the copper money they earn is in it.

Counting hundreds of thousands of copper coins every day, Zhang Zhenzong thought he had long been numb.

But he was still a little shocked when he saw so many copper coins at once.

Zhang Wuliang picked up his account book again, picked up the writing brush next to him, and said while counting: "A total of 530 copper coins were sold in twelve days, 980 coins were used to collect beans, and 760 coins were used for oil money." This leaves 790 taels left."

Zhang Zhenzong and Zhang Zhenwen's breathing gradually became heavier.

Zhang Wuliang raised his head and glanced at the two of them, and then said: "According to the fifty-five points agreed before, that is five thousand eight hundred and ninety-six for each, that's right."

Zhang Zhenwen opened his eyes wide and nodded stiffly: five thousand eight hundred and ninety six cents, he didn’t make so much money by selling bamboo baskets for his father for three or four years, but now he can earn that much money in ten days ...

His gaze moved in the void, and then slowly solidified on Zhang Wuliang's calm face. His current mood is very complicated, as if he was hit by a pie falling from the sky and couldn't believe it. The person who made the cake felt lost in front of his eyes.

Zhang Wuliang took out six strings of copper coins from the box, counted one hundred and four coins from one of the strings, and tied them again.Then when he was about to hand over the money, he saw his two elder brothers staring at him intently with expressions that ordinary people could not understand.

Zhang Wuliang: ...

"What? I don't want it, then I..." Zhang Wuliang tried to get the money back.

"Farewell." Zhang Zhenwen came back to his senses in an instant, snatched the money away, held it in his hand and stroked it lovingly: "This is my brother's penny after penny in the ice and snow, slowly earning it back, let you take it back It’s worth it.”

Zhang Wuliang was disgusted by his expression again, and silently leaned back, indicating that he was not familiar with this person.

Zhang Zhenzong turned a blind eye to Zhang Zhenwen's affectation, stared at Zhang Wuliang with complicated eyes and said, "What are you going to do next?"

"Huh?" Zhang Wuliang hadn't reacted yet.

"The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and you can no longer sell tofu." Zhang Zhenzong continued, "Then there are still some beans left, what are you going to do?"

Zhang Wuliang rubbed his chin: "Well..." This is indeed a question, in fact, he already had an idea in his mind, but...

Zhang Wuliang looked up, Zhang Zhenwen was still touching the copper coins in his hand with a wretched face, but Zhang Zhenzong stared at him calmly, with determination and clarity in his eyes, he should have known long ago that the elder brother Yuanshen was a worthy man. A man of great wisdom.

Zhang Zhenwen raised his head inexplicably, why did these two people suddenly stop talking?

I heard Zhang Wuliang say: "I plan to rent a shop in the town when the new year begins next year."

"Huh?" Zhang Zhenwen blurted out without hesitation after hearing this, "Why are you renting a shop? Do you sell tofu?"

Zhang Wuliang smiled: "Not all."

There is no need to go to the town to rent a shop just to sell tofu. When vegetables start to emerge in the coming year, the demand for tofu will not be so great: "I plan to open a grocery store."

"Huh?" Zhang Zhenwen didn't understand: "What is a grocery store? They sell all kinds of food?"

Zhang Wuliang nodded: "Almost, open a shop that sells both hot food and ingredients."

"What are you going to sell?" Zhang Zhenzong said to the point.

"I haven't figured it out yet." Zhang Wuliang is still planning: "The bean-made things can continue to be sold, and I'm adding some other things. These are just preliminary ideas, and we won't know the specifics until we have seen and tried it."

He wants to sell pancakes, soup dumplings, and stinky tofu, but he doesn't know if they can be made.

"Besides, I don't know exactly what the town is like now. It's still a question of what kind of storefront to rent, and where to rent it. I plan to go to the town after the Chinese New Year to have a look."

Zhang Zhenzong nodded, and said with a natural expression: "We will accompany you when the time comes."

Zhang Wuliang raised his eyebrows: "Brother is also interested?"

"Yeah." Zhang Zhenzong's expression remained unchanged: "I believe in you."

Zhang Wuliang felt warm in his heart: "Okay, I don't worry if I have big brother here."

Zhang Zhenzong looked out the window: "It's getting late, we'll go back first."

"Ah? Oh..." Zhang Zhenwen listened at the side in a daze. Now that he said he was going back, he quickly put the money in his bag and handed it to Zhang Zhenzong.

Zhang Zhenzong was putting on his shoes, but he didn't answer: "You take it."

Zhang Ergou also quickly crawled out from the corner, found his shoes and put them on.

Aunt Zhao and Chen Xiaonian heard the movement and came out of the kitchen. Aunt Zhao held two paper lanterns in her hand.

Passed one to Zhang Zhenzong and the other to Zhang Zhenwen, and said: "It's dark and the road is slippery, so you should have some snacks on the way back."

Zhang Zhenzong took the lantern, nodded and said, "Thank you, Second Aunt, we know."

"You child, you are always so polite."

A group of people sent them outside the gate of the courtyard. Zhang Zhenzong turned around and said, "Let's go here, there is no need to send them off. It's cold and you should rest early."

Zhang Wuliang nodded: "Be careful on the road."

"En." Zhang Zhenzong glanced at Zhang Zhenwen and motioned him to go forward.

Zhang Zhenwen said to Aunt Zhao: "Then Second Aunt, let's go first."

After getting Aunt Zhao's response, she walked to the front to open the way, Zhang Ergou followed closely, and Zhang Zhenzong walked behind to watch.

After the family watched two or two disappear around the corner, they closed the courtyard door and went back to the warm house. Zhang Wuliang strung up the scattered copper coins and handed them to Aunt Zhao.

Aunt Zhao confiscated it: "I heard what you just said. Since you plan to open a restaurant, the money must be used, so I'll let you go."

Zhang Wuliang thinks about it too: five thousand wen, no matter whether we can open a shop or not.At that time, the money will definitely be used, and it will be troublesome to ask Aunt Zhao for it.

In the end, Zhang Wuliang held the box and Chen Xiaonian carried the footwashing water. The two went back to their room, leaving the warm room to Mrs. Zhao and Zhang Zhenyong.

Mrs. Zhao is cold, and Zhang Zhenyong is a kid. If the two of them go back to their own room to sleep, they won't even be able to warm their quilts. Fortunately, the heating kang is big enough for two people to sleep under one quilt.

When Zhang Zhenwen returned home, he handed over the newly obtained six strings of copper coins to Uncle Zhang. Uncle Zhang took out two strings and divided them among Zhang Zhenzong and Zhang Zhenwen. dog.

His family has always been like this, the Xiao family has earned money through work, everyone gets the big head, the Xiao family is not without it, usually it is Sanqi, Zhang Ergou has not yet married, and usually does not have his share at all.

But there are exceptions to everything, just like this time I got more.Not only did the two of them share a lot, but even Zhang Ergou and Uncle Zhang gave him some points because of his hard work for more than ten days.

Zhang Zhenzong told his father about Zhang Wuliang's going to open a food shop. Uncle Zhang pondered for a while and said that he would let them figure it out, and then waved them to go back to their houses.

Zhang Ergou immediately ran back to his hut with his newly acquired copper coins. This was the first time he had money of his own. He had to hide it well. He has so much money, let alone him, there are very few people with money.

Zhang Ergou suddenly didn't know where to put the money, and finally he had to lay down on the bed together with his wrapped copper coins, the more he thought about it, the happier he was, and he rolled several times on the bed excitedly.

In the end, it may be that I was tired these days, so I just fell asleep like this, and I don't know what kind of dream it was.Even when he was asleep, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Both Zhang Zhenzong and Zhang Zhenwen's mother-in-law were still awake. Seeing them returning to the house, they hurriedly prepared hot water to soak their feet. When the two of them took out the money from their pockets, they both elicited a burst of exclamation.

Looking at the happy smile on his mother-in-law's face, Zhang Zhenzong couldn't help curling his lips: This year is indeed a good year.