Chapter 421 421. Earned 10,000!
“The rush has to be split before it can be dried, and you have to find a handle with a handle, otherwise it will be damaged...”
Song Youde couldn’t help but think of inviting so many people. It’s also a bit numb – how much does it cost!
Can't help but ask: "Tan Tan, I don't know how much this straw mat can be sold for. There are too many people to ask for it, and the cost is high... If it doesn't work, let's cut it by our own family."
Song Tan:? ! ! !
"No!" She refused quickly, and handed a piece of freshly cut grass to the front and asked Song Youde to look at it again:
"Grandpa, you could not see grass of this quality in the past, no. Cut it back as soon as the weather is good. It will be old tomorrow and there will be no time to dry it when it rains in two days... Then you will not have time to regret it!"
"How can we do this at home?"
I understand the truth, but... I still feel reluctant to let it go.
Song Youde muttered: "If I had known that the baking room in the old yard would not be built, I should have built it bigger and spread rushes in it. It can be baked in a few hours, and the color is beautiful... …”
This is true.
Generally, when rushes are dried in the sun, they will inevitably lose some color, such as changing from green to light green, gray-green or dimming.
And it will take another day or two.
But if you dry it, it only takes four hours. It not only saves time, but also retains the color and grass flavor to the maximum extent. It is indeed a more economical method.
But Song Tan became wary: "The curing house is too big, don't you need the cost? Besides, when grandpa you smoke tobacco again next year, you won't think about the big curing house anyway, why not Plant two more acres of tobacco leaves?”
Song Youde: ...Look at this stinky granddaughter!
He didn't think so at first, but it seemed reasonable to say so...
...
It was already past 6 o'clock when he got home, and breakfast had already been prepared. , Wu Lei was like a wandering spirit, holding on to the stairs step by step with stiff legs, and it took him a long time to move down.
Without washing his hands, he took a large piece of rice cake, held it in both hands, and ate it one bite after another.
This is a steamed cake made from freshly ground rice. It is soft and sweet, not to mention how delicious it is!
With such a small family, the seventh cousin had to make a three-layered steamer at one time just to have enough food!
Qiao Qiao also came down sleepily. First he stretched himself greatly, then did a few more Tiga's starting poses, and then he rushed into the kitchen with a hum.
But he was a picky kid, so he washed his hands and took a bowl of freshly cooked rice porridge first -
"It smells so good! It smells so good! I want to eat it with sour cowpeas" ! ”
But the porridge was a bit too hot, so I could only slurp it and eat it in small bites.
Looking back, Qiao Qiao was curious: "Brother Leilei, why do you want to learn to eat like a squirrel?"
He gestured.
The squirrel is holding acorns in two small paws, just like Brother Wu Lei who is holding rice cakes in both hands.
Qiao Qiao happened to see it through the window one time. After observing it for a while, her description was absolutely spot on.
Wu Lei raised his head and glanced at him, with a resentful expression and a weak voice:
"Because... one of my hands is shaking, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold it."
I have never done physical work. Yes, after working so suddenly for a few days, the pain in my body not only did not disappear, but there was new pain superimposed every day...
For example, this hand is now trembling when it is stretched out in the air.
Zhang Yanping was pouring the last mouthful of porridge from the bowl into his mouth, and he almost choked when he heard this!
At this moment he sighed: "Wulei, you still haven't exercised enough. Don't worry, when your skin becomes like mine, your hands will no longer shake."
That's what Qiao Qiao said. I don’t even believe it—Brother Yan Ping doesn’t work at all. Under the early morning sunshine, Zhang Yanping's dark face seemed to be reflected by a layer of bright light.
When Wu Lei saw this, he suddenly felt desperate - if he became like this, would Lili still fall in love with him?
Here, Song Youde was already discussing with Song Sancheng about weaving straw mats at home. Ulan had already taken stock of who was quick at work and good at harvesting rice... and accurately found out the other person's phone number and called them.
Seeing this, Wu Lei hurriedly walked over with his stiff legs pitifully:
"Uncle, can I stop carrying watermelons today? I can't even lift my arms now, and my waist is too tired. ..."
Why are these watermelons so big!
I didn’t feel anything at first, but then... it was really a bitter tear.
Song Sancheng couldn't help but be happy when he heard this: "Really? Oh, you kid, you are so considerate——"
At the same time, he raised his voice and shouted: "Ulan, Wulan, there is one less person to invite today. Wu Lei said that he can go cut the grass for us -"
Wulei:? ! ! !
He instantly remembered the painful time he spent in the rice fields. At this moment, even the big watermelons on the mountain became round and cute, so he quickly waved his hands:
"No, no, no, uncle, I'm just like that As soon as I said it, I actually wanted to help Uncle Zhang with me! I’ll go there in a minute, I’ll go in a minute...”
“Oh, okay”
Song Sancheng still had some regrets - the cost of hiring someone to cut the grass was quite high. If there was one less person, wouldn't it be another savings?
However, although Wu Lei, this young man, is a little sluggish, he seems to have performed quite well in the past two days...
So he also said with concern: "Leilei, go to the mountain Don’t be too tired when moving watermelons. If you are moving twenty or thirty watermelons, just sit there and rest for a while. You don’t have to finish it all in one go.”
Wulei:...
He is now moving more than ten. I have to take a break...
Then Song Sancheng slapped him hard twice on the shoulder: "Perform well! I see you have become stronger in the past two days. Do you sleep well? I tell you, you must be very healthy when you live in our village. You little ones Young people are in sub-health in the city, so they have to come back to adjust..."
"Oh, by the way, it's summer now, you have to get up early to work, you stupid kid... If you get up at 5 o'clock to clean up, go up first Do a lot of work and come back to rest when the sun comes out. Isn’t it more comfortable than facing the bright sun?”
“You young people still like to sleep in, hahaha...”
This time, Song Tan felt a little embarrassed. Did her father mean what he said?
Wu Lei held the uneaten rice cake in his hands numbly, feeling that his heart was about to break at this moment.
...
Song Youde looked at the sky: "Oh, I have to go back quickly and find a few old guys to help chop the grass for me - Wulan, Tantan said you can earn the money for the straw mats, come back I’ll give you how much you pay for hiring someone to work!”
Ulan also laughed cheerfully: “Okay, dad, you have to work hard, my mother earns a hundred yuan a day to pick tea. Well, now I have earned 10,000 yuan!”
Song Youde’s scalp tensed up, and he quickly thought about it in his mind—but it started in March, and it was 100,000 yuan a day, and now it is 100,000 yuan. At the end of June...
There will be no more than 10,000!
This old woman didn't even mention the money when she got home, so she was quite able to hide it! No wonder I feel so energetic carrying the basket early every morning!
Hmph, look at him earning ten thousand from this straw mat... cough, five thousand... well, come back with three thousand!
There is no pain today, but I feel dizzy when I turn over in bed, and I cannot move my head. It's like the excitement of a roller coaster in an amusement park...
Thank you for your concern. I have read them all, and reader Ziyue also gave me many specific ways...
Thank you everyone.
I'll try to add an update tonight, but it will be very late. It will be better tomorrow.
(End of this chapter)