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Chapter 7 Picking up the purse
Looking at her busy daughter, she always feels that the child has grown up suddenly. She doesn't have to worry about anything. She even knows how to learn to read and practice calligraphy with the teacher. She has her own ideas about everything. It's good this way. Even if she is gone, she can still live.
Weng Xiaoxiao had no time to pay attention to Mrs. Weng's thoughts. She tasted a few, reviewed the cooking process, found out some possible problems, and tried to cook another pot. It was not until the third time that she felt the taste was okay.
I cleaned up the kitchen and cooked two bowls of noodles.
The candied dates cooked in the afternoon were shared between Grandma Song, who had one bowl, and Aunt Chen, who had another. I asked Lu Shusheng about it, but he didn't want any, so forget it.
With the method, mass production is not a problem. Ten kilograms of sugar can be used to make twenty kilograms of dates in one day. The candied dates need to be dried for easy storage.
The weather in the north is dry, so there is no need to expose it to the sun. Just put it in a cool place to air dry for two days. If it is too dry, it will affect the taste.
A pound of sugar costs thirty coins, and a pound of dates can only produce a pound of candied dates, so a pound of candied dates must be sold for thirty coins to make a profit. Her dates are not big, and there are about thirty or forty dates in a pound. Weng Xiaoxiao packed eight dates in each package, and sold each package for six coins. This way, the taste is good and the price is not expensive, so it should be sold.
Packing took another day.
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"Weng Xiao, the wind is blowing. The weather is getting cold. Do you and your daughter have enough clothes to wear? If not, you need to prepare early." Aunt Chen's quick words always warm people's hearts.
Weng Xiaoxiao had felt the chill early in the morning, and had already gone back to the house to find a thin cotton jacket and put it on. "We came from the south, so we don't have such thick clothes. Aunt Chen, can you help me make some? My mother can't bear it. It's worth your trouble."
"Leave it to me. I'm going to buy some winter cabbages in a couple of days. Do you want some? Once it freezes, no one will come out to sell vegetables."
Weng Xiaoxiao had never experienced this, so naturally she didn't know there was such a saying, but she understood it after thinking about it for a while.
In the north, the temperature is several degrees below zero or even more than 10 degrees in winter. If you don't store some, you may have nothing to eat throughout the winter. Do you need to pickle some vegetables? Eating only cabbage for several months may not be enough.
"Then I'll borrow your aunt's help. When you buy, count me in. I'll cut the price in half."
"Great! Are you going out to sell candied dates?"
"Yes, I was planning to try my luck over there with my aunt and her family."
"Then let's go together." Anyway, everyone does their own thing.
She went to tell Grandma Song that she was worried about Mrs. Weng being alone at home. After settling Mrs. Weng down, Weng Xiaoxiao carried her small backpack and followed the family.
The Chen family's kung fu was inherited from their ancestors, and they made a living by performing since their ancestors. It was not a real martial arts style, and it was more of a performance. Weng Xiaoxiao had already asked clearly that they could not help her with her idea of learning Qinggong. Weng Xiaoxiao could not say that she was disappointed, but she just did not gain anything.
"Weng Xiao, we have a fixed stall, and you have to rely on yourself from now on. There are all kinds of people here, so be careful and keep an eye on your wallet." As an elder, Aunt Chen couldn't help but give a few more instructions.
Weng Xiaoxiao knew what was good for her, so she smiled and thanked them, then parted ways with the four members of the Chen family.
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"Candied dates, sweet and fragrant candied dates..."
"Six cents for a bag, you can't afford to suffer a loss, you can't afford to be cheated..."
"It's fragrant and sweet, and the dumplings are delicious..."
After shouting in the crowd for a long time before opening the shop, I sold six servings in the morning.
As it approached noon, there were fewer and fewer people.
Weng Xiaoxiao sat on the roadside, took out a pancake and prepared to eat lunch. However, after shouting for a long time, her throat was dry and smoking. She couldn't swallow the dry pancake because it was so dry.
There was a noodle stall not far away, and Weng Xiaoxiao decisively picked up her backpack and walked over. Although life was difficult now, she didn't have to treat herself so badly.
I ordered a bowl of cheap clear soup noodles and found a seat by the side. While waiting for the noodles, I glanced at the diners next to me and then looked at the entire Tianqiao Temple Fair.
There are vendors, performers, fortune tellers and everything in between. I believe the real bustle will only come in the second half of the afternoon and evening.
The noodle soup was finished, and it should be free to refill, but Weng Xiaoxiao didn't dare to drink more. There was no public toilet, and going to the toilet was a big hassle. The man could just find a place away from people to relieve himself, but she was a Mulan after all, and she didn't have the courage to do that.
When he squatted down and was about to carry the backpack, he noticed a crimson-purse on the leg of the table. It was made of silk and beautifully embroidered.
Weng Xiaoxiao picked it up and was about to give it to the stall owner. As someone who grew up under the red flag, it was natural for her to return the money she found.
The stall owner was an elderly couple who didn't want to take on more work. They didn't offer their money, but smiled and said, "Young man, sit down and wait for a while. Maybe the owner will come here soon, and he can thank you in person."
She didn't want to meddle in other people's business. If she met a difficult person and something happened to be missing, she wouldn't be able to explain it clearly. But she left like this. If the purse was taken away by someone else, it would not be appropriate. She might as well be a good person and hope to meet a good person.
She held the purse in her hand and examined it carefully. She didn't understand the texture of silk, nor could she tell the style of embroidery. Weng's craftsmanship was good, but her theory was not good, and she couldn't explain anything to Weng Xiaoxiao.
"Sir, look, it's in that boy's hand."
Before Weng Xiaoxiao could see who was coming, her purse had been snatched away. Just as she was about to stand up to argue, she heard the servant say, "Young man, the purse belongs to our master."
"I'm waiting here to return it to the owner, but you just snatched it away like that. That's unreasonable! I have to confirm whether you are the real owner before I can return it to you."
Lin Changqing narrowed his eyes and looked at Weng Xiaoxiao. This kid is quite brave!
"How do you prove it's mine?"
Weng Xiaoxiao seized the opportunity and snatched it away, "It's easy. If you can tell me clearly what's inside, it'll be yours."
Your mind works pretty fast!
"You are so brave that you dare to rob us..." The servant couldn't stand it anymore and was about to step forward to snatch it back, but when he saw his master shaking his head, Lin Wei could only swallow the words that were on his lips.
"That may not be the case. What if I have a bad memory and can't remember it?" Lin Changqing was feeling bored and said with a smile.
"Judging from your clothes, you should be well-off. You wouldn't do such a rude thing for such a small sum of money, right?"
"Money can move people's hearts, but who knows?"
Weng Xiaoxiao was about to fight back, but when she looked up and saw Lin Changqing's smiling eyes, she realized that she had been fooled. This thing should be theirs. After figuring it out, Weng Xiaoxiao threw her purse on the table and left.
Huh, he’s small but has a big temper!
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