hidden old spring

Chapter 32

The Li brothers ran out to West Street again and again. After running dozens of times in the morning, they were still very energetic and flushed. However, Su Changan was like a wilted cabbage, with his hands and feet shaking constantly. I started to sweat all over my body.

Her body really needs to be taken good care of. She has suffered too much and is very weak.

Waving his hand, Su Changan said he would not sell it.

The two brothers didn't force themselves. Not only did they help Su Changan clean up the mess at home, they also helped her lock the courtyard door before leaving.

Su Changan lay down on the bed after returning to the house and couldn't get up at all.

I fell into a deep sleep, and when I woke up it was already late (after 14 o'clock).

When she woke up, her hands and feet were still weak. She reluctantly drank the medicine and ate a candy to suppress the strange bitter taste in her mouth. She finally remembered the money she earned today.

She didn't count, but asked the system.

"System, how much money did I make today?"

[The host sold 37 plates of tofu and earned 1184 Wen (><)]

More than 1000 yuan is converted into more than one tael, enough to buy one-third of the iron pot.

She covered her conscience and couldn't help but sigh.

"Excessive profits."

[Will the host continue to sell tofu?The system task is a multiple of five, and now the host has sold 37 boards. 】

Su Changan wanted to forget it. She couldn't use her strength now. Making tofu was just looking for trouble.

But thinking about the number 37, she still felt awkward.

So she asked the system.

"If I just swipe the tofu directly, how much tofu can be exchanged for one point?"

【one board. 】

Su Changan was silent, and finally decided to do it himself.

"I'll take a rest for a while, and then I'll order some tofu!"

If you want to make tofu in the afternoon, you have to start by grinding soy milk.

However, the soaked beans can be exchanged with the system. It takes two mission points to exchange for one pound of soaked beans. Su Changan felt that this was a bit of a loss, so when she was grinding the beans, she let the donkey grind the beans and poured a pound into the empty space of the stone mill. A large scoop of soy milk is a sign of preparation.

So when Yindan heard the noise and looked over the wall, Su Changan had already grinded a bucket of soy milk and was standing next to the stone grinder with his hands on his hips and panting.

Yindan quickly knocked on the door of Su Changan's house. Su Changan stood by the stone mill and didn't want to move, so he raised his voice and spoke to Yindan.

"come in!"

The voice was a little weak, but fortunately it could be heard.

The silver egg outside the door was already familiar with climbing over walls. He climbed in from the outside and immediately opened the courtyard door wide. After doing all this, he ran over and faced Su Changan with a smile.

"Sister, we're open for business."

Su Changan nodded. Yindan saw that her face was pale, but she was quite sensible.

"Sister, please rest, let me help you get the bucket in!" Su Changan nodded again, and Yin Dan quickly carried the wooden bucket filled with soy milk into the kitchen.

Yindan was so quick that he didn't look too much. He put down the bucket and came out. He found a place to squat in the corner of the yard with a smile, rubbed his hands and looked at Su Changan.Su Changan calmed down and ordered tofu again. This time, he only made eight slabs of tofu and couldn't hold it anymore. He lied that he didn't have any soy milk, and Yindan said that he could grind it for her.

In the end, all the tofu was sold to Yin Dan, who took his brother to sell it outside. Su Changan went back to the house to rest.

Until that night, Yindan knocked on her door again and asked what to do with the bean dregs in the kitchen.

Those bean dregs cannot be left overnight. Yindan said he wanted to buy Su Changan and sold them.

There was a large basin of bean dregs. In addition to the real bean dregs she ground, there was also an appropriate amount of dried bean dregs mixed in. Mixed with the unsqueezed bean dregs, the amount seemed quite large.

Su Changan had no idea how to do Yindan's business. She fell asleep from exhaustion. This money-making operation was really a huge burden for her.

She was very tired on the first day. Su Changan wanted to rest the next day, but Yindan came knocking on her courtyard door early in the morning. It wasn't until she knocked on the door and asked him to come in that he climbed over the wall and opened the door. He walked through the courtyard door, rubbed his hands, and ran to the window with a smile, his tone a bit flattering.

"Sister, why hasn't it opened today?"

Genius Meng Mengliang, Aunt Li hasn't even gotten up to make breakfast yet. She's not doing tofu business today, so why did she get up so early?

Su Changan was still too weak and didn't want to say anything more, but Yindan refused to give up.

"Sister, you see it's so early. You started to grind around this time yesterday. If it's any later, you won't be able to catch up on the breakfast business."

If she can't catch up, she can't catch up. Now she just wants to rest and take good care of her body. She doesn't care whether others can eat tofu for breakfast.

"Sister, I made a lot yesterday. You must have made more. Making money means a good business. Sister, you can't give up if you have this skill."

Su Changan was half-wrapped in the quilt and listened to him talking nonsense outside the window. Perhaps because Su Changan didn't move for a long time, Yindan laughed out loud again, this time the flattering flavor was stronger.

"Sister, making tofu is so tiring, what do you think of me being your apprentice? If you accept me as your apprentice, sister, I will definitely work for you carefully and energetically, such as grinding, cleaning the house, etc. I don't do these things. If I need you to take action, you are my master, and I will definitely treat you as my own mother!"

Su Changan blinked slowly, and then suddenly realized.

It can be so!

Before Su Changan could say whether he would agree or not, the silver egg outside the window had already begun to draw cakes for her.

"Master, if you accept me, when I can take charge of my own business in the future, I will definitely honor you, treat you as my own mother, and provide for you until you die..."

Yindan tossed and turned all night because of such thoughts, and now standing under Su Changan's window, he wanted to pour out all the words he had thought of all night.

But in fact, there were only a few 'good' things he could think of. Seeing that Yindan was about to say it over and over again, Su Changan nodded in the room.

"Okay, you can work here. I'll give you one hundred cents a day as wages."

Yindan had been eloquent just now, but after listening to Su Changan's words, he became a chicken choked by the neck, and it took him a long time to repeat the sentence.

"One hundred, Wen?! Every day??"

Su Changan thought that Yindan felt that one hundred pennies was too little. Just when he was about to pretend to be a capitalist and say that she was a small-time earner and could not afford any more, Yindan was already leaning against Su Changan's window. Shang shouted sincerely.

"Master! You are my reborn parents, Master!! Don't worry, Master, I will definitely be more filial to you than to my parents!"

At this time, Su Changan didn't know what it meant to study under a master and serve for three years.

It is not so easy to learn skills here. Not only do you have to seek benefits from craftsmen and become apprentices, but you also have to work for a master for a long time to learn the craft, and after completing the training, you have to work for the master at least. After three years (the kind with no money), even if you start teaching in the future, you still have to bring gifts to visit during holidays.

People like Su Changan accepted people casually and paid them such high wages...

Yindan was not only excited, he also wanted to give Su Changan a kiss. The rebirth of his parents was really not an exaggeration.

(End of this chapter)