We have separated, what does it have to do with me if my husband's family eats bran?

Cheng Yue smiled and said, "It would be great if I could earn that much, the big bones, pork, and offal all cost money.

That’s not all. We also spent a lot of money on the carts, tables, benches, bowls and pots we bought earlier.

There is also a stall fee of 150 wen per month. So even if you calculate it this way, I still haven't made back my investment yet!"

As for the seasonings, if she didn't have the space, her profit from this business would be even thinner.

"Ah? Then all my happiness is in vain." Chen Ning pouted and looked a little disappointed when she heard that.

Chen Tong chuckled and pointed at her, "Silly sister, don't you understand what mother means?

We have made so much money today, it is hard to say that we will get our money back in a few days, then it will be pure profit in the future, we have not lost any money, why are we so happy for nothing? "

"Oh, that's right!" Chen Ning reacted and smiled foolishly.

Cheng Yue nodded. Chen Tong is exceptionally smart, Chen Ning is a little naive, and Chen Lin is honest and hardworking. All three are good kids.

"Here, this is pocket money for you, take it." Cheng Yue counted out fifteen cents, exactly five cents per person.

The three siblings stared with their eyes wide open, and after realizing what was happening, they refused again and again: "Mom, we don't want it. You already bought us hair ties!"

Cheng Yue smiled with relief and said without letting anyone refuse: "You have all worked hard, so you should be paid. This is your wages.

Buying things is a reward from your mother, this is a different matter.

This money is given to you every day. It is up to you to decide how to use it. It is also your business. Mother will not ask about it. "

Only those who have handled money and experienced its purchasing power can have an understanding of money. She doesn't want her child to become a person who has no understanding of money. That would be terrible.

Just like nowadays, many children give hundreds of thousands of tips to female anchors for this reason.

Chen An also said: "Your mother gave it to you, just take it!"

Although he didn't know Cheng Yue's intention, he thought it was reasonable for the child to get some money for helping out.

"Thank you, mom, thank you, dad. We will definitely not spend it recklessly!" The three siblings pursed their lips and thought for a moment, then smiled and took it.

After dividing the money, Cheng Yue said something to Chen An and put away the remaining money.

The 30 kilograms of sweet potato flour at home have been used up, and she has to go to the village to collect some. Now that she is sure that she can make money, it would be good to collect more and have some in reserve.

She asked about the ones selling in town, and they were told three cents per pound, while those in the village were only two cents per three pounds. The shops bought the goods from the villages, so naturally they had to make a profit from the difference.

However, sweet potato noodles are for ordinary people to eat. Rich people don’t like it, so shops don’t buy much. Most villagers can only keep it for themselves. If they want to sell it, they have no place to sell it.

She collected it in the village, saving herself money and providing convenience to others.

Cheng Yue went to Zhao Xiangxiu's house first. Her house was at the end of the village and could be recognized at a glance because her house was the most dilapidated in the village.

At that time, the land was divided by her parents-in-law, and the new house was built on the spot. Without money, it was naturally impossible to build a good house.

Zhao Xiangxiu has two sons, one fifteen and the other thirteen, and a daughter who is already twelve, all of whom are at marriageable age.

In order to save money for her son to get married, Zhao Xiangxiu naturally didn't want to repair the house. There were several holes in the adobe walls, and it could be said that there were leaks everywhere.

There was no courtyard wall, just something made of tree branches. Given the conditions, Cheng Yue felt very uncomfortable as they were still thinking of sending her food.

"Sister-in-law Xiangxiu!"

Zhao Xiangxiu was making clothes for Cheng Yue in the house. She hadn't gone out for two days. When she heard someone calling her, she leaned over to look outside. It turned out to be Cheng Yue.

He immediately smiled and called her into the house: "Sister Cheng Yue, come in quickly! Are you here to get the clothes? What a coincidence, the last piece of clothing will be finished soon, just wait!"

Cheng Yue looked around the room. The windows were small and it was too dark. She had to squint to see clearly when she first came in.

"Don't be in a hurry. Take your time. It's so dark in this room. Why don't you go out and do it? Be careful not to hurt your eyes."

Zhao Xiangxiu rubbed the needle on her hair twice and continued sewing. Without even looking up, she said, "No way. This is good cloth. There's nothing to sew with it. It's all covered in dirt."

It would be hard to explain if the cloth got dirty while making clothes for others, not to mention that Cheng Yue gave her a hundred coins.

Then she remembered something, stood up and said embarrassedly: "Look, I was so busy making clothes that I didn't even get you a glass of water. Wait for me."

"Oh, no, no, I came to you to talk to you about something, so I won't drink the water." Cheng Yue pushed Zhao Xiangxiu to sit down, and then said, "I'm doing business in town now, and I need a lot of sweet potato flour. How much do you have left?"

Cheng Yue has been busy these two days and Zhao Xiangxiu was making clothes at home, so the two of them didn't meet each other and naturally didn't know about this.

Zhao Xiangxiu's eyes widened. Is this still the Cheng Yue he knew? Is she doing business?

Maybe it's the bad feng shui of the Chen family that suppressed Cheng Yue! Otherwise, how come Cheng Yue rose up as soon as the family was divided?

"My dear, when did you start your business? How much sweet potato flour do you want? I estimate that we have more than 50 kilograms of sweet potato flour at home, and we still have more than 300 kilograms of dried sweet potatoes that have not been ground into flour. If you want them, I will give them all to you."

Cheng Yue thought about it and realized that it was indeed a lot, enough for six or seven days, and said:

"Today is only the first day of work. I want all of these. I'll give them to you at the market price of two cents per three pounds. I'll pay you after we weigh them."

Zhao Xiangxiu knew Cheng Yue's current temper, so she agreed to whatever he said without hesitation.

"Okay, when I finish making the clothes, I'll give you these fifty pounds first, and I'll give you the rest after I grind it into powder in the afternoon."

There is a stone mill in the village, which is placed in the middle of the village for use by all the villagers.

At the bottom is a large disc half a person's height, with an oval stone roller on it. There is a hole in the middle of the roller to make a frame for people to push.

Put the grain on the disc, and people hold the rack and push the stone in circles to grind it into flour.

There are no machines now, and people use stone mills to grind flour. If you want to grind the flour finer, just roll it a few more times.

If you are grinding granules like corn grits, just grind it a few times less, it is very convenient to use.

Zhao Xiangxiu worked very quickly and finished the last piece of clothing with just a few seconds of sewing. There was still a lot of cloth left, but Cheng Yue didn't want it and asked her to keep it to make shoe uppers for her children.

Zhao Xiangxiu was grateful and refused to take Cheng Yue's money for the 50 kilograms of sweet potato noodles. Cloth was much more expensive than sweet potato noodles.

Seeing her firm attitude, Cheng Yue had no choice but to go along with her wishes.

Zhao Xiangxiu carried the sweet potato noodles, and Cheng Yue carried the finished clothes and shoes, and they went up the mountain together.

After putting down her things, Zhao Xiangxiu ran down the mountain to grind sweet potato flour. She produced more than 300 kilograms of sweet potato flour and could sell it for more than 200 coins, which she could save to help her son get married.

Anyway, the wheat is about to be harvested, so there is no need to worry about food.

He went back and called back his two sons who were busy working in the fields, and went to the stone mill carrying the dried sweet potatoes.

Although Cheng Yue said she was not in a hurry, she couldn't help but be anxious. Others were taking care of her, and she couldn't be slow and delay things.

When it was just getting dark, Zhao Xiangxiu brought up more than 100 kilograms of food with her two sons.

Cheng Yue pushed the cart to bring back the rest. In the evening, she found that the sweet potato flour was ground very fine and good.

This Zhao Xiangxiu...is so honest that it makes people feel pressured!