"What refund?" Zhao Cuihua looked confused.
My sister-in-law stepped forward and said, "Our ten bamboo baskets were stolen three days before they were used. They haven't been found yet."
"We also gave you a hundred pence, please return the money to us."
"This..." Zhao Cuihua subconsciously glanced into the room and suddenly remembered that her daughter had gone out early and returned late every day these past few days. She must have gone out again now.
"Because everyone knows that this method can make more money, some people steal bamboo baskets, and ours was also stolen."
Seeing that Zhao Cuihua was just explaining gently and making no move to take the money, Aunt Wu's sister-in-law immediately came up and pushed her, pushing her back two steps: "Your house has been stolen, what can you do?" , my house was stolen and I had to pay you to do it, this situation is of course different."
"This..." Zhao Cuihua glanced at her. She wanted to say something but didn't say it. She just took out a hundred coins from her arms, closed her eyes tightly for a moment, opened her eyes again, and gave them to them with clear eyes. : "Give it back to you."
Several people smiled contentedly, came and left in a hurry.
Yan Qingyao has been planning to open a shop these days. She walked to the town and looked around for a long time. The streets around the Yayan Building had the most people. It didn’t matter how big her shop was, but she always made appointments with the shopkeeper to discuss buying a shop. When the shopkeeper saw that she was a girl, he waved his hand: "Girls, don't come and join in the fun."
Without listening to anything she said, he kicked her out. Zhao Cuihua
Yan Qingyao had no choice but to give up and go to Yayan Building every day to check on the situation. By the way, she could communicate with shopkeeper Zhou and find out who the big boss of their family was.
Shopkeeper Zhou said less than two words to her before she was hurriedly called away.
Yan Qingyao could only walk to the back kitchen to look for Uncle Wang, but she didn't expect that Uncle Wang was also very busy, which seemed like she was a bit redundant here.
Yan Qingyao touched her nose and was about to walk out of the elegant banquet building when the waiter immediately called her out: "Miss Yan."
Yan Qingyao stopped and turned around with a puzzled look on her face. She saw the waiter in the shop taking out a cloth bag from his arms. The bag was full of money: "Shopkeeper Zhou asked me to give this to Miss Yan. Shopkeeper Zhou was a little busy and asked Miss Yan to forgive me if the reception was not good."
"It's okay." Yan Qingyao held the silver in her hand, and her phone began to vibrate for no reason. When she looked up, she saw Xiao Fu looking at her from the second floor.
However, after not seeing her for a month, she changed into clean new clothes and her skin became fairer. It seemed that the task of expanding the Yayan Building was imminent and should not be postponed.
Yan Qingyao looked at his frown and didn't know what to think. She looked her up and down before entering the room.
Think about it again, I saw him twice in a row. He is the King of Yuemin in the entire Yuemin area. Why does he just stay in this town?
"Is that the boss of your Yayan Building?" She gestured to the waiter to look towards the second floor. The waiter only saw the afterimage of a closed door, not even his back.
"Who?" The waiter was a little confused.
Yan Qingyao shook her head: "It's okay."
The waiter continued: "Shopkeeper Zhou also said that we will need more ingredients in the next period, and asked Miss Yan to take care of it. If there are not enough people, tell him and he will call for more people to accompany you."
"That's no need. I'll send it to him tomorrow."
After saying that, Yan Qingyao stepped out of Yayan Building and walked back to Chenjiacun.
The system kept popping up the ultimate mission, but Yan Qingyao turned around and left without even looking at it.
The system is crying: Why are contemporary young people so difficult to coax...
Seeing the male and female protagonists getting further and further away, there was nothing the system could do no matter how anxious it was.
By the time she got home, dinner was ready.
Zhao Cuihua thought of what happened during the day and what her daughter had said, and pursed her lips, not daring to say anything to her.
As soon as the two of them finished eating, Aunt Zhang came over with them one by one, carrying bamboo baskets of different sizes. The bamboo baskets contained prepared oyster meat and sea urchins: "Yao Yao, We have already taken care of this.”
These days, people in the village, big and small, use bamboo baskets to catch shrimps and crabs. Although many people do earn an extra hundred or two hundred cents, after all, there are still more monks and less meat. Just arguing about whose bamboo basket belongs to There was a huge quarrel and the harmony was broken.
Yan Qingyao told Aunt Zhang's family two days ago to let her pick oysters. When she came back today, she told her that they would be sent to town tomorrow. She took care of all the oysters at home as she said and brought them over specially for her to see.
"Look, how is it handled? Is this enough?"
Yan Qingyao nodded: "It's handled very well! I can pick up more next time. The village needs a lot."
Aunt Zhang, who was originally worried about picking up too much, lit up her eyes when she heard this: "I only brought twenty kilograms here, and I still have thirty kilograms at home. I was afraid that you wouldn't want so much."
"All of them!"
Yan Qingyao's words were undoubtedly a sedative for Aunt Zhang, and she immediately beamed with joy: "Have you used up all this?"
Although she asked this question, she had no intention of asking more: "Where will Yaoyao be sent to the town tomorrow? I will go back and tell your Uncle Chen and ask him to borrow an ox cart from the village chief's house and take you there with him. town.”
After saying that, Aunt Zhang hammered her head: "Oh, I forgot, the village chief's ox cart was loaned out."
"Then let Uncle Chen carry it to town. It's not heavy at all."
But in just two days, I made three taels, which was much more than the previous shrimp and crab.
Zhao Cuihua was confused as she listened to the conversation between the two.
In the past few days, she followed the villagers to pick up some shrimps, crabs, and oysters at the beach in the morning. Even if the oysters and sea urchins at home disappeared, why did Aunt Zhang follow her to pick up oysters and sea urchins?
"What happened?" Zhao Cuihua looked at these: "Can these make money now?"
"Of course, it was Yaoyao who told me!" Aunt Zhang happily shared this matter with Zhao Cuihua, saying that as long as this was handled well, it would be fifty cents per catty, which was much more profitable than shrimps and crabs.
After finishing speaking, Aunt Zhang finally realized: "Oh! Sister Zhao, I shouldn't have told you this."
"How..." Zhao Cuihua wanted to ask the reason, but she suddenly remembered that what happened in the village these days was all because of what she said.
"It's okay." Yan Qingyao shook her head. After all, she was the mother of the original owner. If she forced her to plan these and other things, she would be soft-hearted and could not withstand other people's pleading and persuasion.
If you want her to change, you have to let her stumble.
"Yao Yao." Hearing that she did not blame herself, but was so indulgent, Zhao Cuihua felt a little guilty: "I did this wrong."
"What is it?" Yan Qingyao raised her eyebrows, suddenly becoming interested.
"You shouldn't tell the villagers about the bamboo basket."
