webnovelfull Chapter 362 Two People Who Match Your Appetite
Chapter 362 Two People Who Match Your Appetite
For the nine clans, anything is fine, since they lack everything anyway, especially fresh vegetables and food, the more the better.
In the evening, they all ate these fresh vegetables. A few boys who went to cut bamboo also caught a few bamboo rats. Although it was not enough for so many people, they could stew the bamboo rat with radish and add more radish.
Pumpkin and corn pancakes made from dry food.
The little kids each held a hot pancake, took a bite and raised their heads and said, "It's so sweet."
Nannan's cheeks were puffed up, she was so happy with the food, she said to her friends: "I've eaten this before, my grandma used to make this dumpling soup, I could eat a big bowl of it."
Sanmao from Shen Fugui's family had sparkling eyes: "That geda soup must be made of fine noodles, right? I ate it once, my father bought it when he went to the city with a bag."
Xiao Xingyun was still young. He held the pancake and approached Grandpa Shen: "Grandpa, what does the dumpling soup taste like?"
There was still crystal liquid at the corners of his mouth.
Grandpa Shen thought: "We are out of fine flour at home. We used it up when we built the house. Your sister Yoyo said she would buy some to make cold noodles, but she didn't use it, so she sold jelly instead.
Wait until your dad and his friends go out to sell shoe soles, and when they make some money, I’ll ask them to buy some back to make dumpling soup for you.”
The little kids immediately surrounded their grandfather and cheered, and the other adults also had smiles in their eyes. Even if they were very tired, it was worth it to see the children so happy.
The next morning, after Shen Youyou and the other teenagers finished their martial arts practice, they went home to wash up.
Now they not only practiced boxing and horse stance, but Hunter Gao and Li Quan also taught them archery, swordsmanship, and spearmanship.
Of course, the first activity was to run around their wasteland with sandbags tied to their bodies.
In other words, conditions are limited now. If life gets better in the future, Li Quan would probably want to teach them horse riding lessons.
So Shen Youyou, covered in sweat, went home and saw that his brother had gotten up early, sat cross-legged on the kang, and was learning to meditate in a very realistic way.
It was made to sound like a real thing, which made Shen Youyou laugh.
"Lulu, what are you doing?"
"I practice martial arts, and I will protect you and our mother when I grow up."
"Okay, I'm rooting for you, you better keep working hard!"
Li Jingshu put on her clothes and combed her hair, inserting a white hairpin. She was in mourning. People in ancient times usually mourned for three years, and during these three years they were not allowed to wear bright colors.
"You and them are almost in the city, right?"
Shen Youyou shook her head: "It should be almost time, right?"
Many people came into the city today, including ten old ladies, Shen Zhiqiu, Shen Mazi, Shen Fugui, Shen Zhichun, Gao Liehu, and Li Quan.
The old ladies followed Grandma Hua to broaden their horizons, while Shen Zhiqiu took a few other people to familiarize themselves with the county town and told them how to set up stalls in other county towns tomorrow.
Sure enough, Shen Youyou's estimation was roughly correct. At this moment, Shen Zhiqiu and the others had really arrived at Fang County.
I helped the boys set up the stall. It was still early and many shops were not open yet.
They were eating steamed cakes and jelly at the stall, while Shen Zhiqiu was holding a meeting with everyone: "We don't have to sell shoe soles at the stall. We can also go to cloth shops and grocery stores in the city to promote our products and see if they want to buy in.
I tell you this, don't expect to open a stall by yourself in the future, it's hard to make money there, our main business is wholesale, and once the shoe soles are promoted,
Anyone can come to our village to buy goods, and we don’t have to go out when the time comes. We just need to wait at home to collect the money.”
Zhou Qian had also set up his stall, and as he listened to Shen Zhiqiu talking, he exclaimed inwardly, "Oh my god, this must be that kid's father, he's so smart, and he looks alike, too."
In fact, Shen Zhiqiu had noticed Zhou Qian's gaze a long time ago. He asked everyone to figure it out on their own. They could also talk to the people setting up stalls at the market and ask if there were any people from the surrounding villages. If they wanted to buy our soles, they could take them back to the village to sell them.
He walked to Zhou Qian's altar.
Shen Zhiqiu bowed first: "Brother Zhou, I have long heard of your great name. I am Shen Zhiqiu, and I have long wanted to thank you for taking care of the children."
Zhou Qian also quickly stood up and returned the greeting: "Brother, you are too polite. I really like that boy, and the other boys are all good too."
After that, the two of them sat down, and Shen Zhiqiu was a little embarrassed to speak: "That's my daughter, Shen Youyou, she came out to set up a stall and deliberately wore boy's clothes."
The main reason is that I think this person is really nice and there is no need to keep it a secret from others. If they find out later, people will say that they are not honest in making friends.
Zhou Qian was so shocked by this that his mouth opened wide, and his jaw almost dislocated. This time he really didn't know what to say. To be honest, that was just a boy, and he was already envious enough.
One can tell at a glance that she is smart, and the fact that she is a girl is even more surprising.
In the end, he could only reply dryly: "I...this...I really...didn't see it."
Shen Zhiqiu knew that he was a little embarrassed, so he laughed and said, "Brother, you look like a well-traveled person. You didn't realize that it was mainly because my daughter has a boyish personality and practices martial arts, so you were misled."
This sentence was not entirely consolation, because Shen Youyou's face looked like a girl, but her movements were those of a boy.
Moreover, on the first day of setting up the stall, she used her light body skills to move through the crowd, which made it difficult for Zhou Qian to think of her as a girl.
It has to be said that being praised so highly by a man who was said to be a scholar, Zhou Qian's embarrassment disappeared completely and he felt a little flattered instead.
Moreover, he felt that he had a good impression with Shen Zhiqiu, especially since Shen Zhiqiu was obviously a scholar and a learned man, but why didn't he annoy others?
Unlike other scholars who are arrogant and say that they regard money as dirt and look down on the businessmen who are full of money, but they are not necessarily less greedy than them.
The brother in front of me was explaining in a carefree manner at the stall: "From now on, we should do business this way."
He is very frank. If you ask him, "What's so noble about them? They make me sick to my stomach when I see them. They live such a poor life and they are not open at all."
Look at this guy again, he is different, very different from those farm scholars you usually see.
Zhou Qian praised: "I heard that you are going to sell some shoe soles tomorrow. They are strong and durable, and can be used to make shoes repeatedly. Even if they are broken, they can be recycled?"
Shen Zhiqiu nodded and said, "Brother, let me tell you this, we can't always set up stalls here in the future, because making those shoes is too troublesome, and setting up stalls here will delay making shoes.
You have a small house, why don't you be our distributor, and then let others come to you to buy the goods?"
Zhou Qian became more interested when he heard this: "That's great, your business is definitely better than mine. Even though you haven't started selling yet, I can tell.
Look at what I have here. I collect some useful information, but I don’t actually make much money because the information is cheap. I can only maintain my daily expenses, and the only money I make is superficial.
But fur is a matter of luck. If I'm lucky and collect good fur, they will buy it and I can make some money.
But if the furs collected are not of good quality, especially in this season, the furs in summer are not warm and difficult to sell,
Even if you sell it cheaply, the housekeepers and other women won’t dare to buy it, fearing that the master will complain.”
He also whispered to Shen Zhiqiu, "The hairpin that Madam sold the other day is cheaper now, so we have to raise the price. I sold it for double the price, and that's not cheating. The housekeeper who bought Madam's hairpin, if he takes it back, believe it or not, he will have to pay at least three times the price."