Rebirth of farming for a living

But Du Bajin came here all afternoon today and became familiar with this small courtyard.

It can be seen that there is really no more room in this small courtyard.

Why didn't I think about sleeping earlier?

In fact, Du Bajin didn't think it was a big deal if he really lived with Jiang Zhe.

We were calling each other brothers at the wine table just now.

They are all men, so as long as Jiang Zhe doesn't care, why is he so embarrassed?

It's just that I just occupied the young master's room...

Du Bajin slowly turned his head to look at his boss.

There was no expression on the host's face.

This made Bajin even more confused about what to do.

"It's getting late, Jiang Zhe, go back and wash up and go to bed. It's been a tiring day today."

Seeing that several people were silent, Mrs. Wang took the initiative to chase them away.

"No hurry, aunt, I haven't talked to you for a while since I got back. I'll sit here for a while. Ba Jin, you go and wash your face and feet first."

After saying that, Jiang Zhe actually picked up a stool and sat down.

Eight pounds...

Okay, you are noble.

Li Qiuyan didn't care what they said, he just played with Awang on the kang.

Awang hasn't seen his sister for a long time, and he has a lot to say to her.

He was chattering excitedly.

While playing, Li Qiuyan felt Youdao's eyes falling on his face.

As soon as he raises his head, he disappears.

He lowered his head and appeared again.

Sitting on the kang, Li Xiangnan and Wang could see clearly, who else could it be if it wasn't Jiang Zhe?

"Zhezi, I'm sorry that you have to sleep with Ba Jin."

Li Xiangnan coughed dryly and took the initiative to find a topic.

"My uncle is not wronged, but he has been wronged by Awang. He can't go back to his room. Awang, you should stay with your brother. My brother misses you too."

Jiang Zhe quickly straightened his expression and answered Li Xiangnan.

Awang frowned in confusion: "You guys stink so much."

Everyone in the room laughed.

When a child smells the smell of alcohol, doesn’t it smell bad?

Mrs. Wang smiled and sighed: "The house at home is still a bit short. It is enough for daily use. It is a bit inconvenient to come here alone. Let's make do with it for two days."

When Wang said this, Li Qiuyan was shocked.

"Mom, I want to say something too. How about we build a house?"

"Building a house?"

Li Xiangnan and Wang looked at each other.

The two of them had never thought about it, but when Li Qiuyan said it, they really thought that building a house would be a good idea.

Building a house is nothing to Li Qiuyan's family now.

These rooms are really not enough for living.

"It's okay to build a house, and then build a few wing rooms. When people come, there will be a place to live."

As soon as he talked about building a house, Li Xiangnan was very happy and wanted to make a decision immediately.

Li Qiuyan shook his head: "We won't build a wing."

what?

Not building a wing?

What to cover?

Li Qiuyan just smiled and did not answer the question: "Mom, how much money does the family have now?"

As soon as he heard this, Jiang Zhe stood up and said, "I'm going back to the house first."

He felt that he was a little inappropriate here and wanted to avoid it.

Wang didn't pay attention and waved her hand: "Sit down, Zhezi, it's okay."

Now Wang looks at Jiang Zhe like his own child.

She didn't think there was anything to hide from Jiang Zhe.

Besides, it's not like she didn't know that Jiang Zhe and Li Qiuyan had a business partnership.

Even if Jiang Zhe should have been allowed to leave, he could not be allowed to leave now.

It's too deliberate.

"Your fourth uncle gave me the money for the noodle shop. The first time he gave me 43 taels of silver. Last month, the business was better, and I gave someone 52 taels of silver. This is all from their wages. Oh. , and the jelly that shopkeeper Du sent someone to get, and I gave him four and a half."

"I took some money out of it and paid it to the vermicelli factory and the doll factory, and I spent 37 taels."

Wang has a very good memory and remembers the accounts of two workshops and one store clearly.

Don't mention it, although fifty coins a day for one person doesn't sound like much, but for four people, it's two hundred coins a day.

After a month, it’s six taels of silver.

Two months is 12 taels.

This refers to the vermicelli workshop alone.

In addition, the older girls and younger wives in the doll workshop are very serious about their work, and they earn no less than these laborers.

After all, it’s almost that much.

Everything produced in the vermicelli workshop was used by Li Qiuyan and the noodle shop, and he received no money for the time being.

The money from the doll workshop was only settled with Li Qiuyan after shopkeeper Hu sold it, so even though he came several times to pay for it, he still hadn't settled the bill.

Just for this salary alone, I have to pay a lot of money.

Mrs. Wang took out the small cloth bag where the money was kept. Most of the remaining silver in it was whole, and the broken ones were used to pay wages.

After careful counting, it turned out to be just right, 63 taels of money.

"Mom, I feel relieved to leave this account to you."

Li Qiuyan praised it heartily.

Smile lines appeared on Mrs. Wang's face: "Leave it to mother, can mother not worry about you?"

With that said, he handed the small cloth bag to Li Qiuyan's hand: "Here it is. I said I would settle the score with you."

Li Qiuyan took the cloth bag and put it away in no hurry.

He asked Mrs. Wang again: "Mom, you didn't take the salary I promised you?"

No matter how you calculate it, something is wrong.

Mrs. Wang was startled: "What kind of salary does mother get?"

"Have you forgotten? One hundred cents a day, my chief supervisor."

Ms. Wang laughed and said, "You kid, it's not all your own money. How can it be divided between you and me?"

"We don't distinguish between you and me. What can I do for you? You keep the money."

Li Qiuyan gave the bag to Wang again.

Wang doesn't want it.

In ordinary families, the adults are more in charge of money, but my daughter always has ideas.

Mrs. Wang has never thought about managing money.

Li Qiuyan put the matter aside and turned to ask Li Xiangnan, who was enjoying himself: "Dad, how much money do you think it will cost to build five large brick houses?"

"Green brick house?" Li Qiuyan's words startled Li Xiangnan.

My daughter's tone is so loud?

I didn’t eat garlic either.