When Xue Baochai was in college, he set up a street stall for more than half a year in order to work and study part-time.

There may be many people who look down on this matter, but for Baochai, the hard work of the past six months has almost earned her tuition fees and living expenses in the future.

As long as you are not afraid of the heat in summer and the wind and cold in winter, and you choose some economical and practical cheap things, there are quite a lot of customers.

If it wasn't for the rectification of the city's appearance later, she thought, she might be able to sublimate from setting up a street stall to opening a shop.

"Set up a stall." Xue Baochai replied affirmatively without even thinking about it, and then began to think about it, "Find a place with the most traffic and set up a small stall. As long as our products are good and the prices are reasonable, we don't have to worry about no one coming to ask. "

Yinger's expression faltered.

It's okay to let her go shopping, but she doesn't dare to set up a street stall on the street, and even has deep fear.

She has a thin skin, if she encounters a hooligan, those lewd eyes and flirtatious words can make people die of shame and anger.

Xue Baochai saw that her face was full of embarrassment, and her hands were twisted together nervously. She didn't force her, and said with a smile: "You are inexperienced, so you will be afraid. It doesn't matter. I'll go, you just wait at home for me to make money I bought some snacks for you with the money."

Ying'er was startled, and hurriedly said: "No, I'll go." Compared with her own face, it is obvious that the girl's face is more important.

Ying'er readily agreed, but Xue Baochai pondered instead.

The times are different, and there are many restrictions on women here. Let alone whether there is any space for her to set up a stall in the downtown area, I am afraid that there will be many obstacles such as protection fees or government servants.

If she encounters dishonest or unreasonable people again, it will be difficult for Yinger alone to deal with them.

Baochai thought for a while, then said slowly: "I see that there is a back door next to the kitchen, which is not locked. I think Aunt Li and the others usually come in and out through this door. Tell me, can we set up a stall just outside the back door?"

Being so close to home, Ying'er was of course happy, she didn't force her face, and said happily, "That's good, if I have something to do, I'll come in directly, and once the door is closed, who else can call in?"

The two discussed it in this way, and then they each rested.

The next day, Ying'er gave the Luozi to Cui'er, and Aunt Li decided to pay her on the spot.

Ying'er left three Wen coins, and smiled embarrassedly: "I also know that it's a little less, so don't be disgusted by Cui'er."

Cui'er didn't dare to accept it, and Aunt Li didn't agree either. She smiled back and said, "It's no big deal, it's worth thanking. Take it back quickly, it won't be easy for you."

"Take it, at least I can buy a meat bun." Ying'er refused to follow her, put down the three Wen coins and left in a hurry.

After she left, Mrs. Li looked at her back, sighed deeply, turned her head and taught her daughter: "Look at yourself, and then look at others. This net is so beautiful, it is worthy of being a big family." It came from someone's house."

Cui'er got scolded and felt unhappy, she pouted and said, "Mother didn't even look carefully, the three nets and the two techniques are obviously not made by the same person."

"Don't I know?" Aunt Li stared, "You don't need to guess, I know that the two more delicate ones must have been made by Baochai girl. It's really rare, with such a good background, the young mistress who hugs everyone is willing to put down her airs Earn this trivial silver."

"Sister Baochai is married?" Cui'er couldn't believe it.

"Didn't you see that she usually wears a woman's bun?"

"Hehe." Cui'er smirked, "Sister Baochai is beautiful, and when I saw her, I just looked at her face, who is looking at her hair?"

"That's true. Her face is so tender that water can be squeezed out, and her eyes are watery. Mrs. Xue is so blessed to have such a daughter who is as beautiful as that. If you grow up in the future, you can be half as good-looking as her, I……"

Aunt Li's words suddenly stopped, because she thought of Baochai's misfortune, and felt that such an example was not worth learning for her daughter.

So, as soon as the conversation changed, Aunt Li tapped on Cui'er's forehead: "I never let you do the heavy and rough work in the kitchen, for fear of making your hands rough, learn from Miss Baochai when you have time, If you practice needlework well, not only will you benefit yourself in the future, you can even sell it for money, no matter who you marry into, you will not dare to underestimate you."

Tweety knew what was good and bad in her heart, so she quickly agreed.

Ying'er handed over all the thirteen Wen to Xue Baochai, and carefully explained where the missing two Wen went.

Baochai smiled and praised her: "You did the right thing, thanks to Tweety who gave us the thread." Then, he pulled out two pennies and looked at Yinger with a smile, "Don't think too little, I'll buy these two pennies for you. Eat the melon seeds."

Ying'er didn't pick it up. Seeing her girl's eyes crescent into her smile, she felt even happier. She pursed her lips and said with a smile, "I don't want it. Girl, take a rest. I'll wash your clothes first. I don't have anything to do in the afternoon." Just going out to buy thread."

Xue Baochai held the money in his hand and went to the next room to find Mrs. Xue.

Mrs. Xue was making clothes with Xiangling. When she saw her daughter coming, she asked: "Are you tired of weaving? It's good to get up and take a rest, because your hands hurt."

Baochai sat down next to Mrs. Xue: "It's been made up a long time ago."

Xue swept Baochai around and asked, "Why didn't you bring it with you?"

There are many styles and uses of zizi. It can be made into a thread-like tie or a purse, and it can be regarded as a decoration when it is worn around the waist.She doesn't have the ability to buy good-looking gold and silver jewelry to dress up her daughter now, so she can't stop her daughter from doing this, so she didn't make a sound to stop her yesterday.

"It's not for my own use." Baochai spread out her palms, her face full of joy, "Look, I earned it by weaving the net yesterday, and Yinger's contribution is also in it."

Xue looked at her daughter's white and tender palms with more than a dozen dull copper plates, and couldn't help but get red eyes.

He stopped his sewing, took out a plain veil from his waist and wiped the corners of his eyes, choked up for a while and couldn't speak.

Baochai only thought it was because she was too happy, and said excitedly: "Mother, I can make money too, don't worry about it in the future."

Since I said that I want to raise Xue Shi, I can't break my promise.Besides, no matter where you are, supporting your parents is a matter of course.

Hearing this, Mrs. Xue felt even more uncomfortable, and hurriedly turned her head, two tears fell down, quickly soaking the veil.

At this moment, her thoughts were synchronized with Yinger's. The daughter who had been raised tenderly since she was a child, now has to work so hard for a dozen copper coins.

Xiangling felt uncomfortable, so she hurriedly smoothed things over, got up and brought a teacup, and offered it to Mrs. Xue: "Madam, drink some water first." Then she smiled and looked at Baochai, "I was busy doing needlework yesterday, but I didn't know that the girl was quiet. Quietly, a business was done."

Xue Baochai raised her goose-egg-like delicate face, which was full of pride, but said modestly: "It's nothing, you are all busy, and I'm the only idler, so I can't wait to die, right? Do your part."

"When I finish making the clothes, I will follow the girl to weave the nets."

"Just serve your wife well."

Xue took a few sips of water, turned her head when she calmed down, and forced a smile on her face: "Take the money you earn yourself."

"That's fine." Baochai nodded, counted the copper coins in his palm again, and put them into his purse cherishingly.

Seeing this scene, Xue felt that tears were about to flow out again, she quickly raised her head and blinked repeatedly, trying to hold back.

Baochai straightened the purse at her waist, felt the weight of a dozen copper plates, and felt extremely satisfied.

She raised her head and asked Xue Shi with a smile: "Mother, can you lend me some money? At present, I feel that the business of Luozi is worth continuing, but I lack the money to buy threads. These ten coins are obviously not enough. I don’t want too much, just enough to buy thread, and I’ll return it to you when I sell it.”

How could Mrs. Xue refuse to agree, and quickly asked Xiangling to bring the money bag: "It's all here, take it yourself."

The broken pieces of silver in the money bag were of different sizes, and Baochai couldn't tell how heavy they were, so he took a medium-sized piece from among them and asked Xiangling, "about how much is this piece?"

With such a small amount of property, Xiangling could count his treasures, so he replied without thinking, "About one or two."

Baochai asked again, "How do you sell better threads? Is this enough?"

"Enough." Xiangling said with certainty, "You can buy a roll for ten fen for ordinary ones, and for better ones, it doesn't cost more than half a penny."

"Okay, let's take this." Baochai put away the silver and said jokingly, "Mother, I lent you a tael of silver, do you want to write an IOU?"

Xue suddenly couldn't laugh or cry: "Stop it, even if you want to write, there is no paper and pen to lend you now."

……

Although small households are not as strict as those of big households, girls still have to report to the head wife when they go out.

After lunch, Yinger went to the East Wing after serving Baochai to sleep.

At this hour, Fan Jiaoxing will naturally have her lunch break, and the two maids, Chunhua and Qiuyue, take turns to be on duty, and it happens to be Chunhua's turn today.

Because the master was not at home, Fan Jiaoxing leaned on the low couch outside and closed her eyes to rest.

Chunhua fanned her at the side, fanning lightly once in a while.The weather wasn't hot, but there were too many mosquitoes in autumn, and the smell of mosquito repellent was too strong. Fan Jiaoxing didn't like it, so she ordered the girl to fan her.

Slowly, Fan Jiaoxing fell asleep, Chunhua felt tired after fanning for a while, covered her mouth with her hands and yawned repeatedly, tears came out.

Rubbing her eyes with her hands, she accidentally turned her head and saw Yinger who was looking outside. Even though Chunhua was overjoyed, she was worried that she couldn't get up and walk around.

She put down her fan, walked out lightly, and asked in a low voice, "What are you doing here?"

"Sister," Ying'er didn't dare to disturb Mrs. Fan's sleep, she took Chunhua a few steps away and then said with a flattering smile, "I want to go out and buy some needles and thread, but I don't dare to run around without permission, so I came here to ask Madam for instructions."

Chunhua snorted softly, and raised her chin slightly: "If it's a big deal, I can make the decision without asking my wife. If you want to go out, just go, remember to go through the back door, not the front door."

"Thank you sister, I have very fast legs and feet, and I can't take a stick of incense every time I go back and forth." Ying'er smiled gratefully, blessed her, and turned to leave.

"Hey, wait." Chunhua stopped her, "It's still early, why are you in a hurry, first watch over my wife for me, I went to the toilet, sat for a long time, and my waist was sore. You can go out when I come back, and bring me a box of mung bean cakes by the way."

The smile on Ying'er's face froze. The most common box of pastries costs more than ten yuan. If she has private money, that's all.Unfortunately, she is penniless.

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