Exile at the beginning: I rule the world by drawing cards

Chapter 45

The sun has not yet passed, and this is the hottest time of the day.

All members of the Zhao family were there. Chunhua was sitting in front of the main room, mending clothes. Qiuyue and Zhao Shuang were wrapping hay beside them. They didn't see anyone from the Ji family, but only heard voices coming from behind the house.

"Sister Qin, you're here!" Zhao Shuang dropped his work and jumped down from the stone steps.

Qin Mengshang looked into the room: "Where is your mother?"

"My mother is cleaning up the house, I'm going to call her right now!" Zhao Shuang jumped into the house and shouted "Mother."

Mrs. Ji was cleaning the farm tools for the autumn harvest, when her son yelled like this, she almost scratched her hand: "You stinky boy! What the hell are you doing to me, my dearest queen?"

"Mom, Sister Qin is here -" Zhao Shuang ducked out for fear of being beaten.

Ji put down her things and went out, and quickly called Qin Mengshang to come in and sit down: "Why are you here at this time? Look, it's hot today. Let's go inside first and have a drink of water."

"No, sister-in-law, I have something I want to discuss with Brother Zhao."

Ji thought she was looking for her husband to help with some carpentry work again, so he took her in directly.

The drawing drawn by Qin Mengshang last time made Zhao Yushan excited for several days. He studied it with the drawing all day long and was very fascinated. It wasn't until Ji called him several times that he realized what he was doing.

Zhao Yushan scratched his cheeks in embarrassment: "It's my fault that I was so absorbed in watching that I didn't hear you two coming in."

Ji said angrily: "I wish you could take a look at it more, so you don't have to worry about what is there."

"Hey, why are you bringing that up?" Zhao Yushan laughed and turned to Qin Mengshang, "Is the table okay?"

"Of course it works!" Qin Mengshang said with a smile, "Brother Zhao is good at craftsmanship. The first time I went back to town to set up a stall, many people came to ask where I made the table. Isn't this Boss Zheng of the wonton shop in town? I saw it and wanted to book some similar tables with Brother Zhao."

Upon hearing the news, Zhao Yushan and Ji's eyes lit up.

Ever since Zhao Yushan's leg was broken, no one had come to ask him to make anything. The last time Qin Meng Shang came to see him was because of Ji's relationship, but he didn't expect someone to ask again so soon.

Ji couldn't hide her excitement: "Did Boss Zheng really say that? How many tickets does he want to order? Then -"

"Why are you asking so much?" Zhao Yushan interrupted her, "The style of the table was thought up by the Zhou family's daughter-in-law herself. Even if someone asks me to make it, they have to ask the Zhou family's daughter-in-law."

The blueprint was drawn by Qin Mengshang. If he makes money from this blueprint, what is the difference between him and a profiteer who steals other people's recipes?
Ji was poured cold water on her head and calmed down: "Brother Zhao is right, you came up with that method yourself, it depends on what you want."

Qin Mengshang opened his mouth and told them his thoughts: "Brother Zhao can certainly take over this business if he is willing. If anyone wants to order a table in the future, he can also agree, but I need to take [-]% of the profit from it, which is regarded as providing the drawings."

Zhao Yushan and Ji looked at each other.

If a table can be sold for 200 Wen, and [-]% of the profit is taken out, there will still be more than [-] Wen left. No matter how this business is done, they will make a big profit.

Ji was a little moved.

After her husband became paralyzed, the family relied on the few acres of land and the little money she earned from helping in the kitchen.Qin Mengshang came to book a table before and gave 240 Wen so that the children could have a meal of meat.If I can take Boss Zheng's order and finish a few tables, I will earn at least a couple of dollars.
Zhao Yushan pondered for a moment and said: "I am willing to do it, but only [-]% is too little. You drew this drawing, so any [-]% will be fine."

Qin Mengshang felt that he was too honest. It would take her at most two quarters of an hour to draw a drawing, but it would take at least a day to make a table.Taking [-]% ​​of the profit is enough. If it were more, she would be unkind.

"Brother Zhao, I just put forward the idea, and you are the one who finally realizes it. You have to prepare the wood and operate it, and you deserve the other [-]%."

Although she said this, Zhao Yushan was still hesitant.

He knew that making a table took a lot of time and cost, but he was a cripple who couldn't even leave this room. If Qin Mengshang hadn't come to him with the drawings to customize the table, how would anyone have seen his craftsmanship?
"No, still-"

"Brother Zhao," Qin Mengshang interrupted in time, "If you are willing to accept it, I will go to town to settle the matter with Boss Zheng the day after tomorrow. If you are not willing, I will reject him."

Mrs. Ji was anxious to agree, but she was afraid that her husband would not want to, so she opened her lips but said nothing in the end.Zhao Yushan noticed his wife's thoughts. After pondering for a moment, he nodded and said, "Okay, I'm willing to do it."

He should have been the backbone of the family, but his wife and children have suffered for so many years because of his legs. Now it's time to stand up with both hands.

"In that case, I will go back to Boss Zheng to discuss it." After it was decided, Qin Mengshang looked at Ji: "Sister-in-law, can you leave the day after tomorrow? Come with me to the town."

There are only two people in Hedi Kitchen, Mrs. Chen and Mr. Ji. How can she leave?

"I won't go. I'll leave this matter to you, don't worry."

With this agreement, Qin Mengshang borrowed two basins and went back.

This time I made a lot of konjac, and the main room was filled with large and small pots and buckets. I was busy until nightfall before all the konjac was ready.

Lu Ximing moved the last pot of konjac into the house, "Cousin, they have all been moved in. Do you want to cook it tonight?"

"No, have a good rest tonight, and we'll do the rest tomorrow." It takes two or three hours for more than a dozen pots of konjac to solidify, and it definitely won't be cooked tonight.

Qin Mengshang packed up his things, carried a piece of meat and walked into the kitchen.

After a tiring day, you have to treat yourself to something good.

Lu Ximing had only been here two days, but he had eaten meat for two consecutive days, and there were always things on the table that he hadn't eaten before, and he was looking forward to tonight's meal.

"Cousin, what are you planning to do tonight?"

"Braised pork!" Qin Mengshang cut the meat into pieces and blanched it in a pot.

Oil is expensive these days, and sugar is even more expensive.Before, her family had no income, so she was reluctant to buy sugar for cooking. Now, the stall's business is getting better and better, and it's okay to eat braised pork once in a while.

Lu Ximing has never eaten braised pork, but the dishes cooked by his cousin are definitely the most delicious!
Qin Mengshang was busy here, and Zhou Lingqi also came back.As Sun Dawang said, his face was a little pale and his steps were sloppy.

Lu Ximing, who was watering vegetables in the yard, could tell at a glance that something was wrong with him and asked aloud: "Brother-in-law, are you okay?"

Zhou Lingqi didn't answer, pursed his lips and entered the room.

Lu Ximing tilted his head and looked at him with confusion on his face.

At this time, the meat in the pot had been stewed so soft that Qin Mengshang could pull it out with a gentle poke with his chopsticks.

When Zhou Lingqi smelled the tantalizing aroma of meat, he would be lying if he said he wasn't greedy, but his stomachache was also true.

Qin Mengshang turned around and was shocked when he saw his dying look: "What's going on? Xiao Ming, come in and show your brother-in-law."

Lu Ximing was on call and simply grabbed Zhou Lingqi's hand and put his fingers up.

Zhou Lingqi: "." There are no brats, big or small.

Qin Mengshang: "How is it?"

Lu Ximing took back his hand and said, "A loose and tight pulse is a sign of stomach pain. Brother-in-law, didn't you eat at noon?"

Zhou Lingqi glanced at him faintly as if someone had struck his mind.

Qin Meng Shang looked suspicious.After Zhou Lingqi ate the kitchen food once, he never ate it again.She was idle a few days ago and would bake two extra pancakes for him to take for lunch in the morning. Later, she was busy making money and forgot about it.

Who would have thought that this person didn't want to eat from the kitchen, but he couldn't bring himself to talk to her. He really wanted to save face and suffer.

(End of this chapter)