Chapter 76
After Yu Fugui accepted, he began to move baskets.

Wen Xiuyun knew that it was not easy to stir-fry chestnuts, so she asked softly: "Don't tire yourself out, the rest of you are old customers that I have known for many years, you still have the patience to wait for a day or two, I have already told them gone."

Bai Lu smiled and nodded: "I'm not too tired. Ah Cheng will help me fry when he is free. Our sugar-fried chestnuts have not been sold for a long time. There is still a rival in the market. We can't lose our reputation. We gave it to customers today As for the promise of getting the goods, it is better to deliver them today."

Who doesn't want to make more money in business, and Wen Xiuyun naturally does the same, smiling and praising Bailu for being sensible.

The two were talking.

There was a knock on the door from the courtyard door.

Yu Fugui was still in the yard, carrying the last basket of fried chestnuts, so who could it be?
The three of them looked out the door together.

A woman with a ruddy complexion, a slightly plump figure, strong limbs, and one hand supporting her big belly, wiped the sweat from her brow, walked slowly and familiarly into the courtyard, and smiled at Bai Lu.

"Busy now?"

Aunt Wu and Yu Fugui saw that Bai Lu had a guest to welcome, so they said hello to Bai Lu and left without further chatting.

The guest finally came to the door, so Bai Lu naturally wouldn't refuse him, not to mention that he still has a full belly.

Chen Chunli sat in the chair that Bai Lu had just sat in, feeling at ease, without the word "thank you" in her mind.

Smelling the aroma of sugar-fried chestnuts in the yard, and thinking about the purpose of my trip, I said thank you symbolically, "You just finished frying chestnuts?"

"It's very fragrant, but I don't know how it tastes? I heard from Wang Hao that Xiao Cheng brought chestnuts fried with sugar to taste for them when he went to work, and everyone said it was delicious..."

The implication is that your husband has given your brothers a taste of fried chestnuts in sugar, so you have no reason not to give them to your brothers and wives, right?
Bai Lu casually took a chair and sat down, with a smirk on her face: "Stir-fried chestnuts with sugar are too high in sugar, it's not good for pregnant women to eat too much, and it's easy to get diabetes."

It means that I don’t give any chestnuts!
Chen Chunli's complexion was not good, and she also knew that the rumors outside were true, Bai Lu was no longer timid and cowardly.

It's not the easy-to-handle character before.

Chen Chunli glanced at Bai Lu's inconspicuous belly, and changed the subject to talk about family life: "You have a really good figure, and you have been pregnant for more than six months, and your belly is still so small, wearing two extra clothes, you can't tell that you are pregnant at all. "

"It's not like me. I was just three or four months pregnant, and my figure lost shape with my stomach. I gained a lot of fat, and my face became round. I look ugly in the mirror. I envy you for being white and tender, slim and good-looking. body."

When the breeze blew, Bai Lu gathered her clothes calmly, and raised her hand to gently touch her belly.

"The doctor said that for a thin person, it takes six to seven months to show pregnancy. In the first few months, it was basically invisible. Now that the weather is cold, wearing two extra clothes will cover up the pregnancy belly."

After Chen Chunli became pregnant, she also heard from Wang Hao's mother that thin people really need to be older to show their pregnancy.

But she has a short temper, and she has no time to spend time with Bai Lu to argue here, and it's none of her business whether she shows her feelings or not.

She was concerned about fried chestnuts in sugar: "Bai Lu, I went shopping in the street today and saw Wang Cuihua riding a bicycle with a large basket of fried chestnuts in sugar on the back seat."

Bai Lu: "Yes."

Chen Chunli was confused by her bland reaction, so she could only say to herself: "I remember that Wang Cuihua came from the countryside, and he doesn't know how to make sugar-fried chestnuts?"

Bai Lu smiled lightly: "No way."

"Then who fried her sugar-fried chestnuts?"

"I fried it."

"Why doesn't she fry chestnuts and sell them?"

"She won't."

"No, you can teach!"

"I don't teach."

Chen Chunli: "..."

"You will wear out your body if you do so much heavy work while pregnant. Stir-fried chestnuts in sugar are so delicious. It must be very laborious to stir-fry. You might as well teach others to stir-fry."

"I don't want to teach."

Bai Lu smiled very friendly.

A completely out-of-the-box answer.

Chen Chunli choked all the afterwords that Chen Chunli had prepared long ago, and she was so angry that she almost couldn't sit still on the stool.

Learning to make sugar-fried chestnuts is definitely dead.

Bai Lu's attitude was so firm.

It might be possible to sell chestnuts like Wang Cuihua, but that would definitely cost Bailu a share.

All she wants is all the money.

Chen Chunli was not reconciled, but she couldn't get Bai Lu to hand over the method of roasting chestnuts in sugar. Behind Bai Lu was the brutal and violent Xiao Cheng, and she couldn't force Bai Lu to bow her head.

After thinking about it, Chen Chunli could only take a step back temporarily, and sighed with a sad face.

"Bai Lu, the baby in my belly is one month older than yours, and it's about to be born in two months, but I haven't prepared anything yet. Wang Hao, that useless wretch, has been with your family Xiao Cheng for so long , I haven’t saved any money, and I haven’t learned much technology, and I have to build houses and lay bricks for people, and I can only get wages after the house is completed.”

"My belly is getting bigger every day, and I absorb nutrients quickly, but I don't have anything good to feed my child. My body looks like it's grown a circle, but it's actually puffy. I don't know if I have milk to feed my child..."

"Wang Hao's parents are not in good health, and they can't go out to work. I can't do things when I have a big belly. Wang Hao can't earn money. He can't even afford the child's small clothes. The child is born and suffers... "

It is difficult for a man to weep for his dead husband.

A wimp who scolds her husband for not being able to earn money.

Bai Lu just listened quietly, her left ear went in and her right ear went out, and she didn't express her opinion.

Chen Chunli herself got anxious first, and said straight to the point: "Wang Cuihua's husband died, life is very difficult, our family Wang Hao is also a useless wimp, life is also difficult."

"We are all Xiao Cheng's brothers, half relatives, Bai Lu, you won't let death go without saving you, will you?"

"No." Bai Lu smiled benevolently.

Chen Chunli also smiled and said straightforwardly: "Wang Cuihua is so stupid that she can sell fried chestnuts with sugar. There is no reason why we can't sell them. Qingshui Town next door doesn't sell fried chestnuts with sugar. I think we can open a stall in Qingshui Town."

Even we use it.

With a relaxed posture, Bai Lu smiled and leaned back in the chair, "It's pretty good."

Chen Chunli didn't expect it to go so smoothly, a little unexpectedly, the smile on her face suddenly became bigger.

"Then how do you divide the money you earn from selling sugar-fried chestnuts?"

"Excluding the cost price of [-] cents to buy chestnuts, and labor costs of [-] cents per catty, the profit is [-] to [-] cents." Bai Lu repeated what she had said to Wang Cuihua.

Chen Chunli also bought chestnuts a few days ago, but they were only a few dozen catties, and it didn't make any difference whether they were sold to Bai Lu or not.

The cost and labor costs are all in Bai Lu's hands, and the net profit is [-] to [-] cents. She is a worker who helps sell chestnuts, and her salary has to be divided according to the quantity sold.

Wouldn't it be embarrassing if you sold less sugar-fried chestnuts than a widow?

(End of this chapter)

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