Mind reading, taking the rental house through the whole village crying

Jiang Tongmu laughed twice and changed the subject.

However, Jiang Fubao could tell at a glance that he was smiling falsely.

My second brother was probably really bullied, but he didn’t want to tell anyone because he was afraid that grandma and the others would worry.

"Okay, stop talking. Mom, let Tongmu in. Tongmu, you must listen to the teacher in school. If someone bullies you, tell the teacher. If he doesn't care, tell mom, and I'll come with a kitchen knife!

These brats, instead of studying hard, resort to some crooked ways. Remember, if someone says something unpleasant or scolds you, you should listen to your grandma and pretend to be deaf, but if they hit you, you must fight back! My son Zhu Yingqiu is not a coward. "

Zhu Yingqiu took the old clothes from Jiang Tongmu.

He instructed while holding back his anger.

"Yes, I know everything. Dad, Mom, Grandma, Fubao, I'm going in now. Please go slowly on your way back."

Jiang Tongmu, wearing new clothes, nodded and was about to go in.

Zhang Jinlan quickly took out a piece of silver from her purse and handed it to him.

"Take it. If you don't have enough to eat in the school, tell the teacher and go to the street to buy some buns to fill your stomach. Don't starve yourself. Don't spend the money carelessly. Keep it well and don't let it be stolen. Okay, go in."

The piece of silver was not big.

Not even half an ounce.

But it warmed Jiang Tongmu's heart.

Grandma actually gave him so much money.

Jiang Tongmu replied with a trembling voice: "Yes! Thank you, grandma, I understand, then I will go in."

He walked into the school without looking back.

The silver-haired old man seemed to have been waiting for a long time, and he closed the door quickly.

Inside the door, tears fell from Jiang Tongmu's eyes the moment he entered. He wiped away the tears with his sleeve and clenched his fist tightly around the silver coins.

Outside the door, Zhu Yingqiu, who was always carefree, also had tears in her eyes.

"Let's go, it's getting late, let's go back to the village."

Zhang Jinlan cleared her throat.

He carried Jiang Fubao away.

When you get home.

It's not evening yet.

As soon as he entered the door, Jiang Fubao saw his grandfather sitting in the yard, weaving a bamboo basket.

"Are you back? Have you checked the shop? How is Tongmu doing in school?" Jiang Shoujia heard the noise, looked up and asked.

"I have my eyes on a shop, but it's too expensive. It costs two taels of silver a month, and it can't be rented for a short period of time. It costs more than ten taels at a time. I'm afraid that the food business won't do well, and I can't afford it, so I thought of coming back to ask you."

After walking all the way, Zhang Jinlan was so tired that she was gasping for breath.

As she spoke, she sat on a chair to rest.

Sun Pingmei had the sharpest eyes. She went back to the kitchen and brought back two glasses of water, one for her mother-in-law and one for her sister-in-law.

As for Jiang Dahao, the big man fell down on his own.

"How's the location of the shop?"

Jiang Shoujia waited for his wife to finish drinking the water before asking.

"Very good. It's right in the middle of the delicious alley of Baishi Street. It also has a yard. It not only has a kitchen and toilet, but also a bedroom with a bed. The room is also very big and can add another bed. If I rent it, I think I can live in the shop and don't have to run back and forth."

Zhang Jinlan put down the water cup.

The more I think about it, the more satisfied I become.

"That's great indeed. Go talk to the dental company. If you can rent it for three months, then rent it. If not, then find another shop. There are so many shops in town. There's no shortage of them. It's just a matter of location."

Jiang Shoujia thought for a while and replied.

"Yeah, I think so too. If I can rent it for three months, I will rent it. It doesn't matter if it's a little expensive. Even if I lose money on the business, I will only lose 60 or 70 taels. If there is no hope for the land, I won't have the courage to do this. Hey, I always feel that God is pushing me forward."

Zhang Jinlan sighed.

"Grandma, don't be afraid. I'm here. I'll ask the old man with white beard to send you lots of things."

After returning from the town, Jiang Fubao didn't walk at all. She was carried back and forth by her grandmother and aunt.

So not thirsty at all.

She walked up to Zhang Jinlan.

He said playfully, lying on her lap.

"My dear granddaughter, we can't be so greedy. Don't ask for it blindly in your dreams. Don't worry, if the shop is rented, grandma will sell mung bean soup and make a lot of money to buy beautiful clothes for our Fubao."

Zhang Jinlan smiled and held her granddaughter on her lap.

He pinched her little nose.

"How much does grandma's green bean soup cost per bowl?"

Jiang Fubao raised his chin slightly and asked her with a puzzled look.

"A copper plate."

After hearing what grandma said, Jiang Fubao thought in his mind.

The mung beans here are slightly cheaper than brown rice, at six cents per dou.

It’s about twelve pounds.

So don’t think that a bowl only costs one cent.

But if more people buy it, they can make a lot of money by accumulating it together.

"Grandma, is mung bean soup sweet?"

Jiang Fubao asked again.

"How can it be sweet? Sugar is so expensive."

There are two types of sugar here, granulated sugar and maltose.

Granulated sugar is made from sugarcane and is extremely expensive. Ordinary people could not even see it, let alone buy it. It was basically supplied to high-ranking officials in the imperial city and the Jiangnan region.

The second is maltose, which is made from grain and is much cheaper, but not everyone can afford it.

For example, Jiangjia Village.

Most of the people have never eaten maltose.

Zhang Jinlan took a breath when she heard her granddaughter's words.

If she put sugar in every bowl of mung bean soup, she might not be able to make back her investment.

Jiang Fubao curled his lips.

Although she has no father or mother, she grew up in Jiangnan and the mung bean soup she drank was always sweet.

What is the difference between non-sweet mung bean soup and porridge?

Can it really be sold?

Moreover, other companies can also sell things that have no technical content.

Jiang Fubao suddenly felt like his shop was about to close down before it even opened.

She was really afraid that grandma couldn't bear it.

Because she was thinking too much, she didn't finish her dinner, and the remaining porridge and vegetables were poured into her father's bowl.

He ate it with relish.

After it gets dark.

Jiang Fubao lay on his back on the bed, looking at the brand new beams.

Thinking.

It’s definitely not enough to just sell mung bean soup.

She had to get the candy out.

When the time comes, let grandma raise the price so that a bowl of sweet mung bean soup will cost two cents.

There is a kitchen in the backyard of the shop and a table in the front, so it is perfect for selling snacks. Thinking of this, she slipped into the space.

Rummaging through the freezer.

It was packed with volcanic stone grilled sausages, hand-pulled pancakes, steamed dumplings, frozen chicken wings, egg tart crusts and unopened egg tart liquid, as well as taro balls, rice balls, and more.

Fortunately, she traveled through time just as she finished stocking up.

Otherwise the house would be empty, what's the use of this crappy space for her?

After searching the refrigerator, Jiang Fubao went to the kitchen again.

She opened the cabinets one by one.

Found a bag of small potatoes in the far corner.

Very very small potatoes.

I heard that the goods the boss brought in from the mountains were not as big as her eyeballs.

This kind of potato can be fried and made into a sweet and sour flavor, and then sprinkled with chili powder and cumin powder, it is simply fragrant and spicy.