Chapter 79

Anxiaojiu frowned at the smell of speech, and then stretched out, "we'll talk about it later. Now let's do what we have in hand first."

When it's winter, there's no green vegetables to eat hotpot, but you can eat something else. Now there are so many delicious foods that it's hard to live in her?

"Xiao Jiu, the Malatang business is so good, why don't you sell it in the morning and at noon?" Li Xiaowan was puzzled and asked.

Who doesn't want to make money in business? It must be willing to do business closely. Why is Xiaojiu different?

"If you eat it every day, you'll get bored. You want to eat these in the morning. How disgusting. As for lunch, I can't eat enough at all. And if it's only sold at night, the business is definitely better than it can be bought all the time. "

An Xiaojiu patiently analyzed to the public, "and I mainly want to see how much money can be made for lunch. Although it is not sold much, it is not expensive?"

Hearing this, uncle Rong began to pour out a jar of money and began to count.

He was in charge of collecting money and made a special distinction between the money at noon in the morning and that in the evening.

"I want to count! Let me count it

Rong'an twisted her chubby little body and looked at the copper and silver pieces on the table with little stars in her eyes. The whole person was a little excited.

Rong old uncle glared at him and said to Rong Jing, "take him to review his lessons."

After moving to the town, uncle Rong had already found a private school and sent Rong an to school.

This is not. Rongjing just brought Xiaorong an back.

There was no other reason. Xiao Rong'an came a few days late. The master left Rong'an to supplement his knowledge of the previous few days, so he came back only now.

"No, grandfather" Rong an began to be coquettish.

I've been reading for a day. I'm bored to death.

My grandfather didn't let him count the money. It's really cruel.

Ann can't bear to look directly.

Xiao Rong'an is a miniature version of an Xiaojiu.

I don't know if Uncle Rong has ever regretted. He always let Rong an follow Xiao Jiu, but

What an impact.

An Xiaojiu also felt a little guilty and touched his nose and coaxed: "An'an is good. You are obedient. As long as you go to school seriously and study hard, An'an can come to the store to collect money every time you have a rest. How about it?"

"Do grandfather's work?" Rong an blinked, obviously interested.

Children go to school is not so strict, every five days can rest two days, called rest bath.

"Yes." Ann Xiaojiu ignores the resentment in the eyes of Uncle Rong, and gives Rong an a big temptation.

Rong'an nodded happily, and then made a face to Rong Laobo, spit out a tongue, and then went to the backyard with her little buttocks.

Rong Jing followed him. He wanted to watch Rong an do his homework.

"There's a mess in the back kitchen. I'll go with the small bowl to clean it up and work out the dinner."

Qingniang also stood up, and by the way, she did not forget to pull up Li Xiaowan.

"Ah?"

"Oh."

First, he was surprised, and then Li Xiaowan went to the backyard happily.

Now it's Xiaojiu. They're not suitable to listen to them.

After Li Xiaowan arrived in the back kitchen, he couldn't help patting his forehead, and then said thanks to qingniang: "thank you, aunt Qing. I didn't notice that."

She and an Xiaojiu close used to, before is also in the small chat also did not have the reaction, suddenly turned to settle accounts.

Although small nine won't mind listening, but he should pay attention to this point of propriety.

"It's OK." Qing Niang tiny smile, pull down the corner of the eye has a light smile.

She used to have a daughter who was born on the same day with Xiaowan in the same year and month, only one day smaller than Xiaowan

When she saw Li Xiaowan, she could not help thinking of her poor daughter.

When there were only three of them left, an Xiaojiu didn't think much about it. He took out the account book and started to keep accounts.

After the old man counted the money, he gave it to an Xiaoqi, who told him to count the money a second time, so as not to be left behind.

"Uncle Rong, how much did you sell at noon?" Asked an Xiaojiu.

"Let old man calm face, tone is very slow, not anxious at all," wait for small seven to finish counting again

"Er..."

An Xiaojiu knew that uncle Rong was a little angry. He was too used to Rong'an, so he did not dare to speak.

I just spit out my tongue quietly.

They are a group of adults, let a child, it is inevitable that they will get used to it.

After a while, an Xiaoqi also finished counting, and then spit out a word number with Uncle Rong.

"Two liang silver and three hundred and seventy Wen."

An xiaojiuti's notes.As for an Xiaojiu's ability to write, Mr. Rong thought he learned it secretly when he was in his old home. An Xiaoqi thought it was taught by Uncle Rong, so no one thought of asking who taught it.

This also saved Ann Xiaojiu some trouble.

"Sold 1200 Wen in the morning."

After saying that, Rong himself was a little surprised.

"In the morning, there are nearly twice as many people as there are at noon. Why is this money half less than that at noon?"

They all think that the least money will be at noon. How come it seems that breakfast is the least?

"Although there are many people for breakfast, everything is cheap. How many people buy a bowl of bone soup and a fried cake for only two Wen

An Xiaojiu was not surprised by the result.

Generally speaking, people who come to breakfast don't spend too much money.

More people come to town to have something to do, eat a hot meal in a hurry, and then continue to work.

"Dinner is 3800 Wen."

Report this number, an Xiaoqi's eyebrows are excited.

We all know that spicy hot at night makes money, but we didn't expect to make money like this.

That's three Liang silver plus 800 Wen!

"Well, that's seven thousand three hundred and seventy Wen on that day, that is, seven Liang silver and three hundred and seventy Wen." An Xiaojiu is not satisfied with the result.

Then he took out the abacus and beat the abacus.

After a while, see an small nine stopped, small seven dare to continue to ask: "that net profit is how much?"

"Today's dishes, meat, rice and noodles cost nearly two liang silver, but there are still a lot of rice noodles left, two chickens and one fish left."

"So much money?" Ann Xiaoqi is surprised.

Mr. Rong added, "that doesn't count the tables, chairs, benches, dishes and bowls. All these things have to be counted together in the future. Don't count now. "

If you want to do business, where don't you need to invest capital?

"Well, there is also a hundred Wen salary for Aunt Qing and Xiaowan, and the remaining net profit is five Liang silver and three hundred thirty Wen..."

An Xiaojiu slowly reported a word.

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