Mo Tingyu leaned on crutches at the door and looked at Song Nanzhi in the yard, "He's back!"
Song Nanzhi looked at Mo Tingyu with a smile, "I'm back." Then he looked at the children gathered around and said with a smile, "I understand, all the children in our family are restless, that's fine. , when you are all done, we two old people will enjoy a happy life."
Mo Ziyuan was the first to shout happily, "Grandpa and grandma enjoy the happiness, enjoy the happiness."
Li Qiye also said: "Grandpa and grandma, rest, let's do it, I will do it."
When Mo Li said this, Mo Ziyuan suddenly felt that she was shouting a little silly!
Song Nanzhi smiled and said, "Okay, I'll just rest."
After carrying the basket to the kitchen, he took out the meat and seasonings, then washed his hands, and said to Mo Ziyuan and Mo Li who came to help, "Let's go and eat first. After eating, Do it again."
Breakfast was simple, consisting of red potato porridge, a small bowl of pickled radish mixed with chili oil, and an egg for each person. Everyone was chatting and laughing, and finished breakfast in about a quarter of an hour.
After eating, Mo Tingyu said to Song Nanzhi: "You take two benches to the backyard later, put the cutting boards on the benches, and I will chop the meat."
Song Nanzhi thought about his legs, "Your legs are inconvenient..."
Before he finished speaking, Mo Tingyu continued: "There is no difference between me sitting in this room and sitting in the yard. I can carry my little bench over and use it when I want to cushion it. It doesn't take much effort. "
Song Nanzhi thought about it and said, "Okay, you chop the meat first, and I'll plant the carrots. When I come back from planting, I think you'll have almost chopped them." With only a small piece of land, it can be done in half an hour. After finishing it, I could just chop out the seasonings and steam them in the pot when I got back. After that, he said to the group of children in the room: "I have you to chop the meat, so you just have to read your book." I said before that I would. Let yourself enjoy happiness, but in the end, you are afraid of delaying their studies.
Murong Qingyuan said: "Grandma, I know how to use a knife. I don't need grandpa to chop the meat. I will chop the meat and let grandpa have a good rest."
Mo Tingyu said: "No, I just changed the place to sit. You read your book. I can't catch up until I go to the academy in a few days."
Murong Qingyuan said: "It's still early for me to go to the academy, and it won't be until this day."
"It's getting late. Your Uncle Han plans to take Chunlin and Wanwan to the academy in a few days. Your grandma and I want you to go too. While you are still at home, you can read more of your books. If If you don't understand anything, ask Uncle Han when he comes back. Don't go to the academy and you won't be able to keep up." Mo Tingyu revealed his plan to send him to the academy.
When Murong Qingyuan heard that he was going to be sent to the academy, he was surprised and said: "But I haven't finished copying the books, and I haven't earned any money yet!"
Song Nanzhi said angrily: "Isn't this a business? Our family can make money by running a business."
Mo Ziyuan knew how much money her family had now, so of course she agreed to send Murong Qingyuan to the academy and said, "I want to go to the academy with brother Qingyuan." After saying that, she walked around to Murong Qingyuan and held his hand, " Brother Qingyuan, let’s go to the academy together.”
Murong Qingyuan still wanted to stick to his previous idea, "If we all go, how can we teach Li Linzi and the others how to read? I can go later."
"It's not that I don't have time. I can teach them when I get home from school, and I can also teach them when I'm having a rest." Mo Ziyuan said, "Brother Qingyuan went to the academy to study earlier, and I can teach more brother Lin Zi and the others in the future."
Murong Qingyuan didn't make any more excuses, and he wasn't going right away. He had already finished copying half of the Analects. In a few days, he would be able to copy it and get back two taels of silver. If he had enough time, he would copy one more book. After paying four taels of silver, it was enough to pay for school tuition. "Okay, let's go together. From now on, my grandparents will have to work hard."
Song Nanzhi said angrily: "You kid, what does it mean for a family to work hard?"
After Song Nanzhi finished speaking, he walked to the kitchen, washed the dishes before going out.
Mo Ziyuan didn't go to the kitchen either, and was going to wait for the meat to be chopped before going. She greeted Li Linsong and Mo Li: "Go and read, and understand the article while reading. If I ask questions later, I won't be able to answer them." , as a penalty, you will not be allowed to go to the county with us today.
They sell luncheon meat. "
This punishment was much heavier than the previous punishment for copying books. As soon as they heard this, they immediately went back to the house to get books and read them. At the same time, they also held charcoal pencils made from firewood sticks in their hands, preparing to sketch out what they couldn't do.
After giving lessons to the children in the village every day, Mo Ziwan would teach the two of them for a while, which was not long. In a quarter of an hour, she would lead them to read the article for the next lesson in advance. The general meaning I will mention a little bit, but mostly let them understand it themselves.
After hearing this, the two people wanted to beat them to answer questions, and even said that if they couldn't answer, they would not be allowed to go to the county seat. How about this? They had been looking forward to it from last night to today, waiting to go to the county seat to sell luncheon meat, so the two people took I read the book I previewed yesterday with more seriousness than I had before.
The hard work paid off, and the two finally answered Mo Ziyuan's question for the first half of the day. As soon as the class ended, several people couldn't wait to follow Song Nanzhi to the county. Song Nanzhi arrived at the county seat and had no idea where he was going. Going to set up a stall, Mo Ziwan saw this and said hurriedly: "Grandma, let's find a stall selling braised vegetables and set up a stall next to each other to try."
Song Nanzhi had no idea at all, so he agreed after listening to her words, "It's okay, we are all buying meat, so we can sell it better if we are next to each other." After saying that, he felt something was wrong, "I'm afraid they will think we are robbing them. We won’t be allowed to touch their business!”
Song Nanzhi's words also reminded Mo Ziyuan that this was not the modern era, and her family had no power and power, and she was old and weak. People really wouldn't let her get close to them, for fear that she wouldn't be able to do anything to them! Forget it, it’s better to do less than to do more. “Then let’s find a vegetable seller next to us, so we won’t take away anyone’s business.”
Then a few people walked towards the vegetable stall. After choosing a clean place, Song Nanzhi put down the backpack, and then greeted the old woman selling vegetables on the side: "Sister, there is nothing here. Human, right?"
The vegetable seller was an old woman. In front of her were piles of neatly prepared, clean green vegetables. Next to the vegetables was a basket of white eggs, even the eggs. Everything was neatly coded. Looking at the old woman again, although her clothes were shabby, they were also clean. At first glance, she seemed to be a tidy person.
When Song Nanzhi asked, the old woman replied with a smile: "No one."
Song Nanzhi then added: "I made some food at home and brought it to buy. Sister, there is no one here. I will do a small business with you, sister."
The old woman said: "The land is wide, you can put it anywhere you like."
After Song Nanzhi thanked him, he turned over the dustpan covering the basket on his back. Murong Qingyuan hurriedly came over and took the dustpan and carried it himself, waiting for Song Nanzhi to take out the luncheon meat prepared in the basket, a bowl of luncheon meat cut into pieces. There was an empty plate and a lot of bamboo sticks. After placing the empty plate, I took out a piece of lunch meat that I had divided at home. Z.br>
After setting them up one by one, she started waiting for business to come to her door. After setting them up, Mo Ziyuan took a bamboo skewer, then inserted it into the bowl, skewered three pieces of lunch meat, and then walked to the vegetable vendor with her short legs. The old woman walked up to the old woman and shouted sweetly: "Grandma, this is delicious food made by my grandma. It's called luncheon meat. I want you to try it. Thank you for letting us sell it next to you."
The old woman hurriedly waved her hands and said, "I'm very grateful to you little kid, but this place doesn't belong to me. Take this back quickly so that we can sell it for money later."
Song Nanzhi smiled and said: "Old sister, go ahead and try it. This one is for everyone to try."
After hearing this, the old woman took it, "Then I'll take it shamelessly, thank you very much." Then she asked Mo Ziyuan, "Baby, what kind of meat did you just say this is?"
"Luncheon meat!" Mo Ziyuan responded crisply.
Song Nanzhi glanced at Mo Ziwan, and then explained: "I thought about this snack at home. It is made of meat and made at noon. My granddaughter is naughty and insists on calling it luncheon meat, so I just follow her call. Weird name."
The old woman looked at the baby girl in front of her with a kind face. The baby was fair and clean, and she was liked by people just by looking at her. "It's a good name, it will make people understand it when you hear it." Then she said. I ate a piece of meat in my mouth, and immediately praised it after eating: "It's soft and glutinous, so delicious." However, I didn't want to eat the two small pieces at the back, so I took it quietly when someone came to ask for food.
I wrapped the meat in a vegetable leaf and put it in the basket behind me.
There were people in front of the old woman who came to buy vegetables, and then some people came up to ask Song Nanzhi about their lunch meat. When someone asked, Mo Ziyuan took the initiative to take a bamboo skewer and inserted the lunch meat for them to taste, but several people tasted it. No one bought it. He came out late. Seeing that it was almost noon and no one came to buy it, Song Nanzhi couldn't help but feel a little anxious, but he didn't know what to do.
Mo Ziyuan was also anxious, thinking that if she couldn't sell today, her grandfather and grandma would definitely not agree to sell anymore. Looking at the people walking back and forth, although there were many people, not many stopped in front of her stall. Come on, it seems that the only way to attract customers is to use this trick. In previous lives, there were loudspeakers at the door of each store, or music to attract customers! You can also attract some guests yourself!
After thinking about taking the initiative to attract customers, Mo Ziwan set her sights on Mo Li, Li Linsong, Li Linyu, and Murong Qingyuan, secretly thinking that she should let them shout first! Then he called a few people together and said, "We have been here for almost two quarters of an hour, and we haven't sold a single piece yet. We have to find a way to sell it."
Li Linsong looked at Mo Ziwan and asked, "Have you come up with any good ideas?"
Mo Ziwan blinked, "Of course I thought of it. Let's shout a few times to let more people know about our lunch meat, and some people will come to buy it."
Li Linsong: "How to shout?"
Mo Ziyuan replied: "The soft and delicious lunch meat is free to try. Come and try it!"
After speaking, he turned to Li Linsong and continued: "Brother, try it quickly!"
Li Linsong was a little embarrassed, "Is it really okay to shout like this?"
Mo Ziyuan didn't reply and asked: "Brother, do you still want to come to the county? If you want to, just call and try. If we don't work hard to sell today's lunch meat, I'm afraid we won't have the chance to come in the future. Grandma will definitely not Then make luncheon meat and let us buy it. You shout first, and Sister Mo Li will shout too. After a while, we will shout together. If you shout a few times, someone will definitely come to sell it. "
Li Linsong thought that he would never have the chance to come to the county to play in the future, so he immediately shouted, "The soft and delicious lunch meat is very delicious. Come and try it. It's free."
The first shout was loud, but the second one was even less embarrassing. The shout was louder than the previous one. After Li Linsong shouted, Li Linsong started shouting without Mo Ziyuan greeting him. Li Linsong also started shouting just for fun. Seeing them shouting, it was enough, but she saw that Murong Qingyuan had no intention of shouting, and deliberately asked: "Brother Qingyuan, why don't you shout?"
Murong Qingyuan said: "It's enough for them to shout."
After Sanwa shouted a few times, someone came up to ask. Song Nanzhi immediately greeted him, and Mo Ziyuan took a bamboo skewer and brought the lunch meat on skewers. When the guests were eating, they did not forget to introduce the lunch meat. , the guest tasted the taste in his mouth, and listened to Mo Ziwan's introduction. Of course, the introduction was also introduced by choice. He only said that it was made by mincing the meat. She, a little kid, must not know the rest. After hearing this, someone asked: "How do you make this meat so soft and chewy?"
Song Nanzhi smiled and replied: "I made it with the seasonings given by my mother-in-law's brother. Let me do a small business to subsidize the family so that I can support the children."
Song Nanzhi originally made an excuse to the other side, but who knew that the people who gathered around to taste the luncheon meat would listen to it. Then someone asked, "Why do you let an old man come to support the family? What did their parents do?" ?」
Song Nanzhi sighed, pointed at Mo Ziwan and Murong Qingyuan beside him and said, "Let's go! Only the two old ones are left to take them." When he said this, his tone was full of helplessness.
