The fake daughter married into the mountains and had meat to eat every day during the famine

In the afternoon, Song Jinsheng was busy carving a signboard. Because it was going to be used to support the store, he did it very carefully and meticulously.

Mu Dong couldn't help with this matter, so he and Mu Qiu helped Song Yuntang boil two more pots of shampoo water.

After filling all the bamboo pots, Mu Qiu washed the pot and started to cook rice porridge.

"Second brother, should you be able to bring all the bamboo jars with you tomorrow?"

Song Jinsheng said as he worked, "It's almost done. Before I came here today, I asked Brother Mazi to urge Qiao Da and the others to speed up. The remaining 140 should be all done today. If there are still a few missing, I can finish them myself when I get back."

As Song Yuntang applied the paper to the bamboo jar with some paste, he said, "Let them continue working tomorrow. We can stock up on more goods so that they don't have to rush around when they need them."

It’s quick to boil water for shampooing.

If you prepare two pots, you can cook a lot in a day.

Mainly the packaging of the bamboo jars takes time.

"Okay." Song Jinsheng responded.

Song Yuntang looked at him again, "How much money do I have to give to my second brother?"

Song Jinsheng stopped what he was doing and calculated the expenses during this period in his mind.

"Of the silver you gave me last time, after deducting the money for the wood, I still had 367 coins left. Then I spent 220 coins on bamboo, and another 30 coins on keeping Grandpa Sun's ox cart going for the past few days, leaving me with 117 coins. The wages for my uncle's cousins ​​and Qiao Daqiao for four days totaled 720 coins. The money I have left is only enough to pay for one of them."

After a pause, he continued, "As for Brother Mazi, he also helped a lot. He has been watching over the bamboo pot making these past few days, but he hasn't asked me for payment. I was wondering if I should show some appreciation as well."

Song Yuntang nodded, "I definitely can't let him work in vain, but he must still be mainly responsible for the waterwheel. If I'm just helping out here, it's hard to calculate how much I'll pay him separately. Second brother, please bring him some things for me later."

"Okay, take your time. He's made some money from the waterwheel blueprints you gave him. He'll definitely be happy with anything you give him."

After Song Jinsheng finished speaking, he continued to work on the task at hand.

For dinner, we had white rice porridge, oil residue mixed with salt, and a portion of bean sprouts fried with oil residue. The dish was especially fragrant because of the lard.

Even Mu Qiu and Mu Dong might not be able to have such a good meal today during the Chinese New Year.

After dinner, Song Yuntang gave Mu Dong and Mu Qiu a piece of braised pork and asked them to take it home for Cui to try. He also packed three pieces for Song Jinsheng and asked him to take two pieces to Song Mazi to thank him for his help over the past few days. He asked Song Jinsheng to take the remaining piece home to eat.

As for who eats it or how to eat it, she has no control.

After all, everyone has it, so it wouldn’t be good not to give it to him.

In addition, he gave Song Jinsheng one tael and one qian of silver. After paying for the bamboo jars, the remaining amount, minus the cost of materials for the next batch of 500 bamboo jars, was his wages for the past few days.

That works out to about ninety cents a day.

Originally, Song Mazi paid him about eighty cents a day. In addition to making shelves for the shop, he also bought her some woodworking tools needed for the family. Song Yuntang thought this salary was quite appropriate.

There were originally eight pieces of braised pork, but after giving away four pieces, there were still four pieces left.

Song Yuntang fetched a basin of water, placed the bowl of braised meat in the well water, covered it with a bowl, and refrigerated it to prevent it from spoiling.

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The next morning, Song Yuntang got up and boiled white porridge in the pot. After washing up, he fed the chickens and ducks and picked up an egg from the cage.

This made her very happy.

It seems that chickens and ducks do not have to be eaten. Let them lay eggs first, and it is best to hatch a nest of chicks, so that there will be a steady supply of chickens and eggs to eat in the future.

Originally, there was only enough brown rice left for her to have a meal of porridge yesterday morning. After feeding the chickens and ducks this morning, the brown rice was all used up. It is not cost-effective to feed the chickens and ducks with white rice. If she wants to feed them for a long time, she will have to buy some cheaper food.

Today's breakfast is richer than usual, a small bowl of white rice porridge, a boiled egg, and a few slices of braised pork.

Mu Dong and Mu Qiu came over after breakfast. As soon as Mu Dong arrived, he poured the water he was carrying on his shoulders into the vat in the kitchen, while Mu Qiu sorted out the shampoo that Song Yuntang had packed and piled up in another room these days.

Song Yuntang put the bamboo jars into the basket one by one.

"Mu Qiu, we have to deliver all of these to the store today. If the paint on the shelves hasn't dried yet, you can pile them on the ground first and put them back up tomorrow morning."

There is a small space in the shop to store goods, but it definitely can't hold so many.

"Okay." Mu Qiu filled two baskets with shampoo and carried them to the door.

Song Yuntang looked at her back and asked, "Have you found the people I asked you to find?"

"I've found it. After seeing my hair, a few sisters all wanted to get a can of shampoo. I've arranged for four people so far, which should be enough."

As Mu Qiu spoke, he picked up a shorter shoulder pole, carried two baskets, and went out towards the shop.

She had just walked away for a while when Grandpa Sun's ox cart arrived at the door.

This time, not only Song Jinsheng and the 140 bamboo jars he brought came, but also Zhao Qiao'e.

As soon as the ox cart stopped, Zhao Qiao'e looked at the yard where Song Yuntang lived, then jumped off the ox cart with the basket in her hand, and walked into the yard with Song Jinsheng who was holding a bamboo pot.

"Tang'er, look who's here." Song Jinsheng's tone was filled with excitement.

Song Yuntang stuck his head out of the room. When he saw Zhao Qiao'e, a look of confusion flashed in his eyes. He didn't know what her purpose was in coming here today.

"Why is mom here?"

Song Yuntang stood up, brushed off the dust on her body, went to the water tank to fetch water to wash her hands, and then poured two glasses of water for Zhao Qiao'e and Song Jinsheng who were looking at her small courtyard.

Zhao Qiao'e reached out to take the water she handed to her with a smile on her face.

"Your sister-in-law is pregnant and is getting further along. There are a lot of things going on at home. Since you came to town, I haven't had time to come and see you. Are you all right?"

"pretty good."

There wasn't much expression on Song Yuntang's face. His so-called lack of time was just an excuse.

Rongshu Village is not far from the town.

Song Jinsheng, who works for Song Mazi, always takes time to come and visit.

Zhao Qiao'e drank the water, handed the empty cup back to Song Yuntang, and opened the basket she was carrying.

"The two cucumbers on the cucumber vine you raised earlier have grown a bit. The weather is getting drier, and I was afraid they would wilt, so I picked them and brought them to you."

"And this..." She pulled out a handful of leeks with roots. "The leeks we planted at home were all killed by the sun. This is what your uncle brought yesterday. I left half at home and brought some for you. It's not much, just enough for one meal. When the weather gets warm again, I'll ask your second brother to bring you some."