Chapter 47: Counting Money
Wang Xiaofeng had passed by the tea stall several times before. Although it had been closed due to the accident with Shi's family, there was no way she could admit her mistake when such a big tent was erected here.
What's more, there's a sign written on it.
But what's going on now?
Why are there so many people surrounding the tent and a long queue?
It was as if they were competing for some hot-selling product.
Hot item?
Thinking of this, Wang Xiaofeng subconsciously looked at the basket in her hand and suddenly realized something.
She quickly took a few steps and squeezed into the crowd.
Seeing her, Shi Xiaoai's eyes immediately lit up, and she waved to her as if she was seeing a savior.
She was still shouting: "Coming, coming, already here."
At the same time, she shouted to the people surrounding the door: "Everyone, give way, let my sister come in!"
At this time, people in line also saw Wang Xiaofeng. , especially when they saw the bamboo basket in her hand. They immediately became happy, and everyone took the initiative to clear the way for her.
Wang Xiaofeng squeezed to the table, and Shi Xiaoai took the basket.
She smiled gratefully at Wang Xiaofeng, said, "Thank you for your hard work" quickly, and then started to greet the customers: "Here you go, the steamed buns have been delivered. Don't worry, I'll go faster and make sure everyone can eat it."
Her voice was not loud, and her smile was sweet, but her soft words seemed soothing, which instantly calmed the anxious people. The team also returned to normal and began to move in an orderly manner. Move forward slowly.
Shi Xiaoai had a smile on her face; her mouth was talking, and her hands were moving quickly.
Wang Xiaofeng watched as she used a pair of chopsticks at extremely high speeds. She picked up all four dishes in almost the blink of an eye, then quickly rolled up a steamed bun and handed it to the customer standing outside the table.
The whole journey takes absolutely no more than a minute.
While she was handing out the steamed buns, a deep and honest male voice sounded next to her: "This aunt wants four, not spicy."...
Wang Xiaofeng
stood beside her in a daze, or she was a little scared. She didn't expect Shi Xiaoai's business to do so well!
Although she did not live at home during this period, she often heard from her mother about the situation of little Sister Ai.
As long as her mother goes to see her sister and nephew, she won't be able to say a few words, but the topic will inevitably turn to Sister Ai.
Initially, it was about how useless her second uncle and his family were and how pitiful she was with two children alone; then, it became about how capable, sensible, and intelligent she was...
Regarding the tea stall, my mother mentioned it, Wang Xiaofeng Also knows how she operates.
When they first heard that a tea stall like this had to pay the office 20 yuan a month, Wang Xiaofeng and her sister thought the office was crazy, right? How dare you trick the educated youth so blatantly?
Later, when she learned that Shi Xiaoai had proposed the amount, Wang Xiaofeng was even more surprised. She felt that either she didn't understand the situation or was too bold and somewhat worried about her.
After all, how much does a cup of tea cost? How many cups of tea are you selling for twenty yuan?
But now, looking at the scene of guests arriving like clouds, Wang Xiaofeng suddenly felt that she was too ignorant.
Seeing how busy the stall was, Wang Xiaofeng was embarrassed to leave, thinking that she had to stay and help for a while.
But what can she do?
After thinking about it, she leaned over and asked in a low voice: "Sister, why don't you give me the key to your home, and I can bake some more when I return? I bake pancakes very quickly." Who knew that Shi Xiaoai shook her head after hearing this and replied in a low voice: "No, there are no ingredients to make it. I have finished frying all the food at home, and nothing is left."
She said and nodded helplessly towards the vegetable basin.
Wang Xiaofeng took a look, and sure enough -
there was only half a pot of vegetables left, and it was barely possible to wrap up all the pancakes.
Seeing this, she said nothing.
Turning around and squatting down, she pulled out the big basin with the dirty teacups under the table, took it to the side, and started washing...
The three of them were busy, and before twelve o'clock, all the steamed buns and vegetables were sold out again.
This time, there was nothing on the stall except tea.
Seeing this situation, Cheng Yang took off the bag containing the money from his neck and handed it to his wife. Then he put down his rolled-up sleeves and said, "I'll buy some groceries first. Otherwise, I'll waste the afternoon."
Shi Xiaoai slumped down on the nearest bench and waved to him: "Not now; we are closed in the afternoon; we are all resting." "Rest?" Hearing that it was closed, Cheng Yang was stunned: "Didn't you say we will sell stone buns in the afternoon?"
Shi Xiaoai rubbed her sore wrist and sighed: "There are not enough ingredients! We must go to Master Liu's house in the afternoon to confirm the materials. This is more important. The stone buns will be sold the same way tomorrow morning."
It's not that she wants to break her promise; she can do nothing about it.
Even Shi Xiaoai herself didn't expect that business would be so good. Last night, when she saw the 50 kilograms of white flour and a large bucket of oil sent by the Military Support Office, she thought that she could support it for a long time, so she thought that it would be okay to go to Master Liu two days later, so there was no need to be so anxious. But looking at today's situation, she suddenly realized that it was not what she thought -
if the dozens of kilograms of noodles at home were sold at today's rate, they would be sold in a day at most. The most important thing is that with the sugar and lard at home, it is challenging to make thirty stone buns, and thirty are definitely not enough, and they will probably be sold out in minutes.
When the time comes, people who come later will be unhappy if they can't buy it.
Rather than doing this, it is better to settle the issues of sugar and lard first.
Who would have thought that people at this time would love sweets so much?
The best-seller today is the milk-flavored stone buns.
Cheng Yang didn't know much about business matters, so naturally, he did whatever his wife said.
When he heard that there would be no business in the afternoon, he wanted to go over again: "Then let me pack up the things first."
Wang Xiaofeng also stood up quickly: "Let me help you pack them together."
"Don't worry, everyone has a rest; guests are still here. !"
Shi Xiaoai patted the seat next to her helplessly: "Aren't you tired?"
Then, the two of them found benches beside her and sat down.
There were still four or five guests in the tent drinking tea and eating tea eggs, so although they sat down to rest, they didn't talk much, and it was tranquil for a while.
But if you look carefully, you will find that although these people are sitting, their eyes are distracted.
The two children were sleepy, Wang Xiaofeng had not recovered from the shock just now, and Cheng Yang seemed to be in a trance and couldn't extricate himself!
Last night, he saw his wife busying about like a little bee. Although he didn't say anything, he couldn't help but feel distressed.
He subconsciously imagined the scene where his wife, with two children who didn't understand anything, would guard such a tent and wait for someone to drink a bowl of tea in the cold wind and rain every day to earn the three and a half cents.
Thinking about it almost brought tears to his eyes; he was so sad.
Because of this, he tossed and turned and couldn't sleep much all night.
He knew his wife wanted to be strong, and it would not work if he forcibly prevented her from doing it.
So I repeatedly considered countless options, thinking about how to talk nicely with her and tell her that I was also a regular regimental officer and that my salary of more than 100 yuan a month could fully support them.
I will never let them suffer.
He even thought that if his wife was determined not to rely on him to support him, he would call the chief of staff and ask him through personal contacts to talk to Minister Shen of the Armed Forces Department to find a suitable job for Xiao Ai.
But what's the result?
Cheng Yang didn't dare to look at the backpack full of money.
But even without looking at it, he knew there was a lot of money in it!
Cheng Yang didn't calculate carefully, but he knew that the money in the bag was probably more than half a month's of his allowance.
And this is just one morning's income!
Thinking of this, the veins on Cheng Yang's forehead jumped, and he was happy that he hadn't yet had time to say those words.
Otherwise, because of my wife's temper, I will be the one who gets slapped in the face.
Shi Xiaoai didn't know that Cheng Yang had thought so much in such a short time.
Seeing that the last few customers at the stall had finished eating and left, she stood up and said, "Let's go back, too." She
looked at Ming Xi, who was already asleep in her arms and couldn't wake up, and asked Cheng Yang distressedly: "How about you send them back first? Can't they sleep here?"
Before Cheng Yang could say anything, Wang Xiaofeng immediately continued: "Sister, don't let your brother-in-law run away. I will take them back. I will use a trolley. Push them back, and you and your brother-in-law can pick them up at my house
after you finish cleaning up."
"That's okay."
Shi Xiaoai looked at the trolley at the door and said gratefully, "Xiaofeng is troublesome for you today. Without your help, I would have done it myself. It really can't be done."
Wang Xiaofeng smiled shyly and said, "It's okay, who among us is not helping whom?"
As she said that, she removed the red scarf around her neck, unfolded it, and covered Mingxi's upper body, head, and face.
And Shi Xiaoai followed suit and wrapped her son tightly with her scarf.
The stroller made by Uncle Wang can lie flat. Although it is a bit crowded for two children under five years old, it can barely fit in it.
Wang Xiaofeng pushed the child and left while the couple stayed to do the final finishing touches.
It was another hour after she finished packing her things and returned home. After pushing the car into the yard, Xiao Ai felt her legs were filled with lead, and she couldn't move even one step.
Before, because the stall was busy with business, she didn't even notice how energetic she was. Now that she relaxed, she just wanted to collapse on the bed immediately, not even wanting to move her fingers.
But Cheng Yang was still nagging: "I still have to buy some food. There is nothing at home, and we still need to eat!
In addition, I have to go to the local product company to see if there are any large pots for sale. That basin is too small, and I must buy a few more cups..."
Shi Xiaoai's head hurt from what he was talking about.
She took a deep breath, stepped forward, and grabbed Cheng Yang's arm. She stopped him before he could react and said, "Let's count the money!"
Cheng Yang was stunned and turned to look at her.
I wonder whether it was because of the cold or because she was excited about discussing money. At this moment, Shi Xiaoai's cheeks were red, her soft lips were red, and her eyes shone as if stars were twinkling inside.
Cheng Yang was stunned for a while.
"Let's go, hurry up, I really want to know how much we sold all morning." Shi Xiaoai said, taking Cheng Yang's arm and shaking it.
But Cheng Yang's eyes fell on her moist lips at this time, and he couldn't move away for a long time.
It wasn't until Shi Xiaoai tugged at his sleeves again and cast a doubtful look that he calmly looked away and cleared his throat.
"Don't you want to finish the work first? We haven't taken care of it yet." He replied calmly.
"We'll talk about it later! Count the money first. I'm in urgent need of motivation now. Let's take a break."
Shi Xiaoai said, dragging him eagerly towards the house.
Cheng Yang didn't resist and let her pull him back to the house amusingl
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