When Yu Silian returned, Han Chunlin and Han Qiu, who had messy hair on his head, had already emerged from the door and were walking out of the yard. Han Qiulu watched Yu Silian return from a distance, and immediately started to cry aggrievedly, crying loudly: "Mother, mother." Z.br>
Han Qiulu's motherly cry made Yu Silian's heart melt. She trotted over and took Han Qiulu, who was in tears, into her arms. "Lulu, be good, mother is back." She said "goodbye" and kissed her again. Han Qiulu's blushing face said, "We Lulu are so good, we all know when we get up!"
Han Chunlin quit, "I was the one who brought my sister down."
Yu Silian freed up a hand and touched the top of Han Chunlin's head. "Chunlin is becoming more and more sensible. He can take good care of his sister when my mother is away." Then she held Han Qiulu in one hand and pulled Han Chunlin into the house again. After pouring each brother and sister a cup of warm water on the stove for them to drink, he brought a small plate of snacks over for the two of them to eat a few pieces, and then said: "Come on, let's go to Song Dynasty." Grandma’s house.”
Han Chunlin studied and played at the Song family every day. Even if she didn't tell her, he was just about to take his sister to the Mo family. "Why are you looking for Grandma Song?"
"Go and prepare something delicious for you."
Han Chunlin believed it, "What are you cooking for delicious food? How about going to Grandma Song's house?"
"I'm going to your Grandma Song's house to make luncheon meat. Do you still want to eat luncheon meat?" Yu Silian asked. She knew that her son had eaten luncheon meat at Mo's house in the past two days.
Han Chunlin nodded without hesitation, "I think so." Then she continued, "Mom, go and learn from Grandma Song. Once you learn how, we can make luncheon meat every day."
Yu Silian said angrily: "If you eat it every day, you'll get tired of it!"
Han Chunlin shook his head and insisted: "No! I won't get tired of eating it every day. Grandma Song even fried two pieces for us to eat yesterday. She also said that we studied well and fried two pieces for me today."
Yu Silian tapped Han Chunlin's forehead, "You know how to eat it. Your Grandma Song prepared it and sold it in the county. What else can your Grandma Song sell if you eat it like this every day?" Then she teased: "Be careful if you eat it." You’re a fat little pig.”
Han Chunlin said disapprovingly: "I won't be a little fat pig. I only ate two small pieces, not much."
After the two of them finished their snacks, they took them to Mo's house. Yu Silian had been busy at Mo's house since then. When all the lunch meat was ready and it was getting dark, Song Nanzhi said : "I'll call Shuxian here later, and we'll make do with it tonight at our place."
Yu Silian didn't want to see her outside and said, "Okay, I'll be lazy too."
Song Nanzhi smiled and said, "I've been busy for a long time without stopping, and I'm still lazy. I'm afraid I'm much busier than you are at home."
Mo Ziwan came to the kitchen again after class. As soon as she came, Li Linsong, Mo Li, and Han Chunlin also ran to the kitchen. Behind them, Li Linsong pulled Han Qiulu over. Yu Silian looked at the children in the room and laughed. , "I finally get it. Why did Chunlin open his eyes and want to come here? There are so many people, it's easy to play, and there's also food."
Song Nanzhi said: "What is there to eat? It's not only available these days, and the cut corners can't be sold, so it's just for them to stuff between their teeth." Then he said funnyly: " I think they are happy just eating for the past few days. If they eat for a few more days, they will probably take a detour due to the smell."
Yu Silian smiled again, "That's not it. You'll get tired of good food after eating it for a long time, but it's still fresh now."
Mo Ziyuan tilted her head and said, "Why don't we eat in different ways?"
Li Linsong looked at Mo Ziyuan and asked, "What tricks did my sister come up with again?" Li Linsong felt that it was embarrassing for him to study with his cousin who was much younger than him. Later, after realizing that his cousin was really good at studying, he gradually got used to it. Until now, he Not only was he used to it, but he was also used to asking Mo Ziwan if he had anything he didn't understand. He was already used to listening to her arrangements.
"Didn't we eat Roujiamo before? Wouldn't it be delicious if we made some more steamed buns and ate them together?"
After Mo Ziwan finished talking about Roujiamo, she looked at Yu Silian and said, "Auntie, are there any grilled buns in the restaurant?"
Yu Silian looked at her now looking like a glutton and said with a smile: "Our county restaurant
There must be no grilled steamed buns as you mentioned. If you want to eat them, I'm afraid we have to make them ourselves. "
When Mo Ziyuan heard this, she immediately clapped her hands happily. Her aunt was really good at answering questions and immediately responded: "Okay, let's bake buns!" Only by baking bread can we make hamburgers, and only by having an oven can we make more There are so many delicious foods, the roast duck makes people drool just thinking about it.
If Yu Silian knew that one of her jokes had caused her goddaughter to start a new business, she would probably want to take it back. It's not that she doesn't want to make more money, it's that she doesn't want Wan Wan Cheng to think about making a living. She wants her to grow up happily like an ordinary child, without having to think about making money for the sake of making a living.
Song Nanzhi said angrily: "You have so many ideas, how to bake it? You can just throw it into the stove hole, but can you still eat it after taking it out?"
After listening to Song Nanzhi's words, Mo Ziwan's bright eyes suddenly dimmed due to Yu Silian's bright eyes. She pursed her lips and asked, "Can't you bake it? What should I do?" Mo Ziwan tried her best to look like she was not crying, and she was full of grievances.
Mo Ziwan's grievance immediately made Song Nanzhi and Yu Silian's hearts twitch. Song Nanzhi couldn't think of any good solution, but Yu Silian said, "When you get your godfather back, ask him to go to the restaurant and ask again."
His eyes brightened again, and he nodded vigorously and said, "Well, I'll ask my godfather when he comes back." Then he added, "Let godfather think about it too, and so do I."
Yu Silian looked at the look that bloomed on Mo Ziwan's face again, and touched the top of her head, "Okay, let your godfather think about it, little glutton."
The few people ate a few more cut-off pieces before returning to the front yard. After the few people left, Yu Silian stayed in the kitchen to help make dinner. When Han Shuxian arrived home, he was also taken over by Han Chunlin and Mo Ziwan. shouted over.
In the evening, Yu Silian told Han Shuxian about making luncheon meat at Mo's house. After briefly talking about how to make luncheon meat, like Song Nazhi, Yu Silian also asked how much money can be earned per pound?
Yu Silian was able to make a rough guess because she went to the county to buy all the food her family needed. Han Shuxian had never bought it before. He didn't even know how much meat weighed per kilogram, so how could he guess it? He directly replied: "I can't guess."
Yu Silian didn't let him guess anymore, and said directly: "Aunt Song bought the meat for sixteen cents, and then made it into luncheon meat and sold it for forty cents per kilogram."
After hearing this, Han Shuxian said, "Yes, you can earn twenty-four cents per pound." After hearing her talk about how to make luncheon meat, there are not many other seasonings used in it, and it is not too troublesome. You can earn twenty-four cents. It's pretty good for a farmer's house.
Yu Silian laughed. When she told him how to make luncheon meat, she deliberately didn't tell him that one pound of meat could make one and a half pounds of luncheon meat, and then said, "How is it so good? You obviously don't make much money."
Han Shuxian looked at her with a proud look on his face. It didn't mean that he had made less money. Looking at her proud look, he was afraid that she had not told the truth just now, "Is it more than forty cents per catty?"
Yu Silian: "Forty cents per catty is the fixed price, but one pound of meat can make a little more than one and a half catties of lunch meat. If you remove the cost of red potatoes and seasonings, you can definitely earn at least forty cents."
Now Han Shuxian was surprised. He didn't expect that one pound of meat could earn forty cents. It was indeed not bad, but very good. But if compared with restaurants, the price is still a lot lower, and the luncheon meat is all meat, and the quantity is abundant, unlike the fried meat in restaurants, which only has a few pieces of meat per plate. If we make a rough estimate of the cost of opening a workshop, we should not be able to earn more than 40 yuan, but the amount will be much more, so the money we can earn will not be less.
After making a rough estimate, Han Shuxian asked another question, "Have you felt comfortable going to the dental clinic today?"
Yu Silian went to the dental shop for a long time. After going to the dental shop, she went to look for Song Nanzhi again. However, when she went to look for him, they had already left. She replied: "Look, I still want to discuss this with you. Then he talked about the situation, "There are two boys who are suitable. One is sold by the prison officer's family. He understands the rules and seems to be honest. He is three years older than Chunlin. The other is a banker. After his father died, his mother ran away with him again, leaving behind a son and a daughter who were sold into a dental shop by the aunt's mother. This one was two years older than Chunlin, but he wanted to be with his sister, his sister. Biwan
Wan was one year older, and they were both miserable children. When he saw anyone, he would kneel down and beg for someone to buy him and his sister together. The owner of the dental shop also saw how pitiful he was and said he would keep him for a while if no one else bought him together. They, brother and sister, can only be sold separately. "
Han Shuxian stretched out his hand and hugged Yu Silian into his arms, "Don't you already have the answer?"
Yu Silian said: "If I really want to buy them as brothers and sisters, I will have to take care of one more baby!"
Han Shuxian smiled and said: "Whoever wants you to take care of them, they say that children from poor families have already become their own. Even if she is only five years old, she may have been trained a lot during her stay in Yaxing. Although she cannot fully take care of herself, she can still take care of herself." It doesn’t take much effort. Didn’t I just let you look after a mother-in-law who cooks and washes clothes? Why do you have to worry about a mother-in-law here? Besides, you can see that after Mo Li arrived at Mo’s house, he not only took care of Wan Wan with all his heart, but also She rushes to do everything, I think Aunt Song and the others treat her like a granddaughter now."
"If the two brothers and sisters can treat Chunlin and Lulu like this in the future, it will be worthwhile even if we spend more time on them now."
Yu Silian actually thought the same way. She just wanted to talk to him, "Okay, let's buy them brother and sister." Then she talked about her mother-in-law and said, "My mother-in-law is also optimistic about it. She is in her forties and looks like it." It’s so neat and tidy, cooking and doing laundry are all a breeze.”
After hearing this, Han Shuxian added: "Auntie, the luncheon meat business is getting better and better now. I'm afraid it won't be busy for another two days. Also, if we really want to build a workshop, we'll just have you and a cooking woman at home." I'm afraid it won't be enough, so you can go and have a look tomorrow and choose a few nursing homes who can do physical work, and choose two more women who can help Aunt Song and Uncle Mo make luncheon meat when they come back."
Yu Silian saw that even the people building the workshop had already started planning, and she felt a little bit too fast, "Are you too anxious?"
Han Shuxian shook his head and said, "You can do the math yourself. Aunt Song sold four kilograms of meat on the first day, twelve kilograms of meat on the second day, and twenty kilograms on the third day. And they were all sold out within an hour." Home, as Aunt Song said herself, in a few days she will probably be too busy."
"And the red sweet potato noodles have to be made in advance. If we make more luncheon meat, Aunt Song will have to work all by herself. I don't know whether she can make it. Even if she can make it, her body will not be able to bear it. .”
As soon as Yu Silian heard that Song Nanzhi's body couldn't bear it, she immediately remembered that she was not in good health to begin with, and now she was getting better, but she couldn't let anything happen again, and said: "I'll take care of the three things that I went to see today first tomorrow." I’ll buy it personally, and I’ll take a look at the rest and buy them together if they suit me.”
After the two agreed, Yu Silian asked again: "If we start building a workshop, how will we separate from Aunt Song and the others?"
