Cheng Wanwan took out the ice powder from the basket.
The last time she came here, she only had eight bowls at home. Now she no longer needs to go to town to set up a stall, and she has twenty new bowls at home.
They are all made of white porcelain, with pink petals printed on them, and paired with light yellow ice powder, which is particularly beautiful.
The people in Lao Zhao's family held each bowl in their hands and felt extremely satisfied after drinking it.
Mrs. Zhao said coldly: "Chun Hua, bring the remaining bowl to your mother. Xia Hua, wash all the bowls and give them to your aunt and put them back in the basket."
After giving the instructions, the old lady looked at Cheng Wanwan and said, "Boss, wife, don't give me these things to sell for money in the future. Twelve bowls of ice powder are equivalent to twenty-four cents. Isn't it a waste if you drink it for us?" .”
Old Mrs. Zhao's body ached after drinking it. How could she, an old lady, be qualified to drink a rare thing that costs two cents a bowl?
Cheng Wanwan smiled and said: "Mom, if you don't bring me some food, how can I have the nerve to ask the second and third sons to help me?"
Zhao Youyin stood up immediately: "Sister-in-law, if you need anything, just give me your order and I will take care of it immediately."
Zhao Youcai also said: "We are all one family, so why are you so polite?"
Cheng Wanwan sighed: "It's very troublesome to make this ice powder. It mainly hurts my hands. Dashan's hands were hurt. I didn't dare to let him do it again, so I had to ask the second and third sons for help. What to do specifically? I’ll find out once I go there.”
Zhao Youyin and Zhao Youcai put down what they were doing and prepared to follow them.
Mrs. Sun, who was washing clothes in the back room, heard Cheng Wanwan's words and wanted to rush to the front yard to stop her man. Why should her man do such a job that hurts his hands? Her sister-in-law felt sorry for her son, and she also felt sorry for her man!
But after all, she didn't dare to offend the old lady anymore, so Sun Shengsheng endured this tone.
Cheng Wanwan was still talking: "Xia Hua, you don't need to dig wild vegetables for the chickens and ducks tomorrow, but my aunt has other things for you to help with. You can go over after breakfast tomorrow."
When Xia Hua heard that there was no need to dig wild vegetables for the chickens and ducks, her heart dropped. But when she heard that there were other things she needed help with, a smile immediately appeared on her face: "I listen to my uncle."
Cheng Wanwan finished explaining the matter and was ready to go back to work making ice powder.
Before he could turn around, Old Man Zhao stopped him: "Boss, wife, come here and see if it is possible to make the barrel so high?"
Cheng Wanwan was stunned for a moment.
As soon as she entered the door, she saw the old man knocking down a tree. She couldn't understand what he was doing, so she didn't ask any questions.
Unexpectedly, he was actually making a wooden barrel. I asked her for her opinion. It was a wooden barrel made for her. She was still planning to buy a wooden barrel and a basin last night...
For a moment, her mood was a little complicated.
After she crossed over, she showed kindness to the two elders of the Zhao family, hoping to deal with the clan relationship, which would also be beneficial for her to build a house and buy land in the future.
She never expected to get anything in return.
The smile on Cheng Wanwan's face became more sincere: "Dad, just make it as high as the wooden barrel at home, and I will pay dad for the labor."
Old Man Zhao knocked on the dry tobacco: "After this wooden barrel is finished, you take it to the town and spend some money to find a carpenter to apply a layer of oil. It will last for more than ten years and be passed down to the brothers Dashan Ergou and the others. This is something from our old Zhao family, what do you need your wages for?"
Cheng Wanwan was unable to refute this logic.
She accepted Old Man Zhao's kindness with a smile, thanked him, and then left the Zhao family's old house.
Mrs. Sun, who was washing clothes in the back, almost ruined her clothes. Even if the old lady was partial, the old man was also so partial.
The wooden barrels and basins I borrowed last night were not returned, and now I have to send new ones over.
Mrs. Sun was almost furious. She waved her hand and rushed over from the backyard. She suppressed her anger and said, "Mom, the water in the water tank is almost bottomed out. There is no wooden bucket at home. How can we carry water?"
This means that I want to get the bucket back.
As soon as she finished speaking, Zhao Sanniu walked in from the courtyard door.
He carried two loads of water on his shoulders and walked in: "Grandma, our family still needs this bucket. I will carry water for Grandma in the next few days."
Mrs. Zhao was full of ironing: "You kid is so sweaty. Erwang, go get a bowl of water."
She said and glanced at Sun.
Mrs. Sun's face turned red and white. She thought her sister-in-law was borrowing the bucket for free, but she didn't expect that she actually took over the task of fetching water from the old house.
Although the place to carry water is not far away, there are many people in the old house. Twelve people use a lot of water, so it is not easy to carry water several times a day...
It took Zhao Sanniu four trips to fill the water tank in the old house. He carried the wooden bucket back and quickly helped wash the stone flower seeds together.
Cheng Wanwan divided three kilograms of stone flower seeds into six wooden basins. Half a kilogram of stone flower seeds in each basin were washed out and filtered to solidify into a bucket of ice powder.
Zhao Youyin and Zhao Youcai were a little dumbfounded when they saw the pile of things in front of them.
They always thought that the lanterns were boiled or steamed in a pot, and then something unknown to them was added to make ice powder.
Unexpectedly, they had to peel out the brown seeds from the lanterns, and their job was to wash the lantern seeds.
Cheng Wanwan looked at them and said: "Lao Er Lao San, this job will hurt your hands a bit and the skin may peel off. You should think carefully before doing it."
Zhao Youyin didn't care: "It's not like I haven't shed my skin when doing crop work, it's all trivial."
Zhao Youcai paused and asked, "How are the wages calculated?"
Zhao Youyin was stunned. Aren't they here to help? Why were wages involved? He bumped Zhao Youcai with his elbow.
Cheng Wanwan watched this scene.
She smiled and said: "As the saying goes, brothers settle accounts clearly. Even if Dad Dashan is still alive, I will not let you work in vain. This job is no better than picking up lanterns. Injury to your hands is the second best, and you have to be careful to control your strength. If Grind all these seeds, it will be very troublesome to filter them later. It costs five cents for half a catty to be washed, and the maximum is one catty."
It takes more than half an hour to wash half a catty, and soak your hands in water for more than an hour. Over time, your hands will become useless.
She also hopes for a long-term cooperation, so each person can control it within one pound.
Zhao Youyin and Zhao Youcai had disbelief on their faces. They were given five cents for washing half a catty, and ten cents for one pound.
Cheng Wanwan continued, "But I have a premise, that is, don't tell anyone what you do or see when you go back. You also know that in the food business, it is taboo for the recipe to be spread out and imitated. Then the business will not be able to continue.”
Zhao Youyin immediately expressed his position: "Even if the old lady asks, I won't say a word."
Zhao Youcai nodded like a fool: "Even if my mother-in-law scratches my ears and asks, I will still be rotten in my stomach."
After the matter was settled, the two of them sat down and washed the ice powder. It was the first time they did this kind of thing. They were both very careful, so the time inevitably took a little longer. After washing the two basins of ice powder, two hours passed.
Cheng Wanwan took a closer look at the finished product and found that it was indeed pretty good. She paid her wages very neatly, ten cents per person.
Zhao Youyin and Zhao Youcai carried ten coins in their hands and were a little shaky when they walked. When they got home, they still seemed to be in a dream.
Especially Zhao Youyin, he never thought that he would get money for helping. The ten cents were like picked up for nothing.
