pastoral pretty girl

Chapter 581

Shen Nianen didn't expect Song Qingge to ask this question, she seemed a little flustered and at a loss.

"Ahem, it's getting darker now, mother should go back to rest, and you should go to bed early." Shen Nianen reluctantly leaves every time at a late hour, and it's not completely dark outside today.

"Uncle Sun is gone, and he won't be here tomorrow, but without him, even if someone comes to order, it will be difficult to finish. Does mother know where he lives? I want to find him tomorrow."

Song Qingge didn't continue to ask, but changed the question.

"Won't you come tomorrow?" Shen Nianen was stunned for a moment, she knew that Song Qingge had to earn more money this month, and one day was definitely not enough.

"Ah."

"But he promised me that he will help you this month?"

Shen Nian'en was a little strange, he shouldn't be such a person who doesn't count his words.

Song Qingge thought for a while, then frowned and said, "After the yard was finished today, Shopkeeper Guo asked me to set a price. I think it should be sold for 20 taels of silver. Uncle Sun looked very unhappy, and then he left."

"It's over... it's over..."

Shen Nianen sighed and sat down on the chair.

"Mom, can you tell me now?"

"Hey!" Shen Nianen sighed, looked up at Song Qingge, and said helplessly: "The coffin shop back then was doing very well, but it didn't make any money. At that time, the shopkeeper was Sun Cai's father. He was a... "

"After your father's accident, I handed over the shop to your uncle. The first thing your uncle did was to increase the price."

"But shopkeeper Sun disagreed, and there was a big quarrel... It was my mother who asked him to leave, and said that because of him, the shop was losing money every month. Your father couldn't bear to resign him because of his old age. Monthly subsidy with money earned from other shops..."

Nowadays, the minimum price for a coffin in the store is two taels of silver, but at that time the most expensive one was only five taels of silver.

The old shopkeeper had very high requirements on the quality of the coffins, and he had to pay some money every month. Shen Nianen was always dissatisfied.

It happened that Shen Fusheng took over and proposed to raise the price, but the old shopkeeper disagreed and decided to drive him out.

At that time, things got a little big, and the old shopkeeper was so hot-tempered that he wanted to slam his head on the coffin to follow Song Decai, but fortunately his son was quick to stop him.

Since then, they have returned to the village and never entered the city again.

Song Qingge was in trouble this time, Shen Nianen was forced to run over to find them overnight.

"Why do you have to continue to operate after losing money?" Song Qingge didn't understand this point. Wasn't the original intention of opening the shop just to make money?

"Hey, the old shopkeeper grew up in the mountains. It is said that his father died when he was very young, and his family borrowed two coins from various places, but he couldn't even afford the coffin... Since then, he has learned to make coffins by himself. , the craft is gradually honed."

"When your father found him, the condition he proposed was that the coffins in the shop should not be too expensive."

"But he forgot that this is a county town, and it can't be compared with the mountains. It loses money every month. Your father is kind, so he has been following him."

"If it wasn't for mother...you wouldn't be in such a difficult situation now."

Shen Nianen blamed herself a little, she was the one who offended the Sun family.

After hearing what she said, Song Qingge frowned. If this was the case, she didn't think Shen Nianen did anything wrong.

The shop is not a charitable hall. It can earn less money, but it cannot lose money.

"It's not my mother's fault. Can you tell me the address of their home? I want to go there in person tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)