Wang Family’s Peasant Woman: Raising kids and Making wealth

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Chapter 137 Cost Control

In the evening, I smoked a rice cake made with sister-in-law Fu, and the family ate hot fried rice cakes.

Although it is fried rice cake, but with soup, the rice cake cooked with tofu is soft and smooth, there are shredded meat and eggs are thinned and cut into thin pieces on top,

"Mother, it's delicious." An An's small heads were buried in the pottery bowl.

Xiaocheng also sullenly eats and has no time to speak.

Gu Chunzhu took a piece of tofu and ate it in his mouth, and wiped the mouth of An An who was licking his mouth. "If you eat this bowl, it will be gone. If you eat more rice cakes, you will have to eat."

"I know what it is to accumulate food. Last time, the big strong woman said that when she came to accumulate food, he was more than An An, and he was more greedy." The little girl muttered in her mouth that there was only some soup in her bowl, and her eyes could not stop. He looked towards Su Wangqin's bowl.

"It's okay to eat a few more." Su Wangqin was about to pass the rice cake and was glared by Gu Chunzhu. He shivered the rice cake and dropped it back into the bowl.

He glanced at the little girl helplessly. It wasn't that Dad didn't love you, but your mother refused to eat it.

"An Anji's head is good, but you haven't forgotten that the dumplings in Xiaolai had eaten too much of the stomach pain, and asked the doctor to drink bitter medicine." Gu Chunzhu said with a low head to the flared little girl.

"I don't want to drink bitter pills." An An covered his small mouth.

She looked at Xiaocheng’s bowl again, and after her brother ate it, she happily hugged the bowl without adding any more. She said to herself: "An An is obedient and sensible, and she doesn’t eat rice cakes, drink Soup."

Speaking with a small neck, he poured the soup to "Guru Guru".

"Chunzhu, the rice cakes are usually sliced ​​and steamed to eat as a staple food. Where did you learn this?" Su Wangqin's pottery bowl also ate in the sky, contentedly touching the warm body, this soup soup water The whole person is warm.

Gu Chunzhu's eyelashes flickered and her eyes sparkled: "I used to learn from the maid who lived next to my mother's house. She was married a little further south."

According to Xiaohetou Village where there is no snow in winter, Gu Chunzhu estimates that the location here should be south of the central part.

As for this fried rice cake, the Shengzhou fried rice cake sold on the snack street she lived in the previous life is her favorite food in winter. She eats too much and the trick is not complicated.

After the winter, he can give him the whole Shaxian snacks.

The family of four was full and all went to bed early after washing. Su Wangqin still lighted up with an oil lamp.

Sleeping confused, Gu Chunzhu felt her arms around her, and walked up her body.

"Wang brother!" Gu Chunzhu opened his eyes and saw the brighter eyes than cats in the night.

"It hasn't happened in the morning." Su Wangqin said in her ear.

He originally slept on the outermost side, Gu Chunzhu slept on the innermost side, and the two children slept in the middle. In order to do something sneakily, Su Wangqin also squeezed to the innermost side.

His hand touched a soft little hand, and Su Wangqin removed An An's little hand from Gu Chunzhu's stomach. Unexpectedly, this movement woke the little girl.

"Dad is bad, don't allow me to rob my mother..." An An opened his eyes and saw Su Wangqin close her eyes again under the gleaming moonlight shot in the grass mat of the window.

Su Wangqin's whole body was straightened as if he was caught doing bad things.

"Why don't you wait for the big bed to come out." Gu Chunzhu was also embarrassed, and it was really not appropriate in front of the child.

She pointed to the outside of the bed, so that Xiaocheng was about to fall out.

"Finished!" Su Wangqin reluctantly restrained his impulse, got up from the soft side of Gu Chunzhu's fragrant incense, and burned to the outermost side.

The little guy's sleepy hands hung on Gu Chunzhu's neck.

Gu Chunzhu was tired and fell asleep. Hearing the sound of water sounding outside the stove in the middle of the night, who would take a shower in the middle of the night?

Early the next morning, Gu Chunzhu got up early.

Looking at her radiant look, she looked as anxious as she would never let her go to town again. Su Wangqin let her eat porridge before letting her go, thinking of Niu Buping and being picked up with hamstrings to stay at home, it must be There is no time to make waves.

Gu Chunzhu went straight to Buzhuang in the town.

The boss of this cloth shop is also Gu Chunzhu's old business. She asked for a hard impervious tarpaulin and a piece of absorbent gauze, and then a lot of cotton.

Mr. Tu asked the guys to find Gu Chunzhu in the warehouse.

"Sister-in-law, what do you think of this piece of tarpaulin, it is light and thin, and it won't permeate water." Boss Tu holds a piece of tarp in his left hand and a piece of gauze in his right hand. "This piece of gauze is also very good. If you have a baby, you can't hurt the skin with this gauze."

"What's the price?" Gu Chunzhu asked, and the monthly towels had to be controlled before they were sold.

"Oilcloth is a little more expensive. It costs ten renminbi and one foot, while gauze is cheaper.

"Is there a cheaper cloth?" Gu Chunzhu believes that the boss Tu is giving a fair price, but if she makes disposable disposable towels, it will be cheaper.

"This price is not cheap yet." Boss Tu's eyes widened and he was blowing his beard angrily: "There is no cheaper second floor in this whole Mulian town than I sold, or you go to the county to ask also."

"No, no, the boss's cloth is of course one-on-one. It's because I have tight hands. I want to ask if there is such a cheap cloth. It can be used for a long time, or if it is moth-eaten. "Gu Chunzhu thought that it was a one-off, anyway, but not second.

In this way, boss Tu feels more comfortable. He also remembered that several batches of cloth were mottled when the carriage leaked and got wet when transported.

The boy moved the cloth to Gu Chunzhu's eyes.

"This is a fine cotton cloth, it's not nice to see if it's stained with water. Let's sell you five pennies." Bo Tu shook his head and sighed. This freight was sent out and piled up in the warehouse. It was folded in his hand. sold.

Seeing Gu Chunzhu grabbing the cloth and shaking his head, Tu boss dissatisfiedly took the cloth back. "If you are too expensive at this price, go to another house."

"No, no, it doesn't matter if it's broken or not. It's okay to keep it for a few more years." Gu Chunzhu was also guilty of taking out the cost.

"The clothes made of such cloth can't be worn several times. It is unethical to sell such cloth." Boss Tu shook his head, but he was a sincere businessman.

"Whether you wear it or use it, throw it away once, and you won't find you if something goes wrong!" Gu Chunzhu promised.

Seeing her so seriously, boss Tu felt that she was not here to entertain herself, so she asked the boy to go to the warehouse and take out the fabrics that had been left for several years. These fabrics all accumulated thick ash.

"If you really want to buy it, give a half-dollar money away here!" Tu boss waved his hand generously.

In the past, those who left the cloth for a long time and couldn't make clothes were thrown away as garbage when cleaning the warehouse. Since Gu Chunzhu was willing to give it to her, she gave it to her.