Chapter 133 The big mule is coming

Author: Dongyuejian

Chapter 133 The big mule is coming

Throughout the afternoon, Zhang Qingqing, Bai Hua'er, Bai Guo'er and Bai Fu'er were busy making jujube cakes. With the efforts of Zhang Xiaobao, Zhang Xiaoliang and Wu Xiaozhi, not only were the jujube cakes gone, but the maltose was also sold at a high rate.

, Wu Qiang and his wife were also busy making maltose.

Bailihui was very satisfied and said that making money is a good thing.

Zhang Xiaobao clamored to stay with his sister, but in the end he was forced to leave by his father. He couldn't have both children living in someone else's house before they got married, right?

But I promised to bring him here the next day, not to mention that they would also help deliver wild dates from home tomorrow.

After dinner in the evening, Baifuer mentioned money, "I asked my uncle to help me record the maltose and glutinous rice flour I use every day. How much is sold and how much is tasted every day, there are also records.

, including how much silver was sold every day.”

"When the time comes, we will check and find out how much money we have earned. I just want to say how much money should I give to Xiaobao and Xiaoliang, and how much money should I give to my eldest sister and sister Qingqing?"

They brought people to work, but they never talked about the money. This made people feel unreliable when they worked too much.

Zhang Qingqing waved her hands quickly, "It's not that difficult. There's no need to count money."

"You want what you want."

Baiful insisted on this.

Wu Qiang brought an abacus, crackled the calculations for them, and told them that today they sold 1,300 yuan of jujube cakes, used 500 yuan of maltose, and 120 yuan of glutinous rice flour, making a profit of 600 yuan.

Eighty Wen, including about 100 Wen for jujubes. After a lot of work, I made more than 500 Wen today.

"That's still pretty good."

Baifu'er counted on her fingers, "Can you just give my eldest sister and my sister Qingqing thirty cash a day?"

It seems like twenty-five cents are paid for the men in the village to go out to work a day, which is a lot of tiring work.

"Brother Xiaobao and the others calculate it based on the commission of ten cents per sale. How much did my brother Xiaobao sell for today?"

Wu Qiang took his little notebook again, "Xiaobao sold three meters of goods today and delivered 420 cash back, so his wages will be 42 cash."

"Xiao Liang handed back three hundred and eighty cents, and his wages were thirty-eight cents."

Baifuer nodded, sales people always make more money than technical people.

"Ok, deal."

With this matter settled, she felt relieved.

Baiguoer agreed very much, and silently calculated in her mind how much money they could make. She thought happily that she was also the boss now, and had earned two hundred yuan today without having to do anything.

That night, Xiao Cuicui cried until midnight, and her teeth hurt. It turned out that since her family started selling sweets, she had the freedom to eat sweets. She had to eat a few pieces of maltose every day, and now she also had to eat a few pieces of jujube cake.

Fang'er felt sorry for her. She talked about her, but in behavior she allowed her to eat. Even if she stopped her, Wu Qiang would give it to her, and her teeth were damaged by eating like this.

"Third cousin, I'm not lying to you. You can't eat too much sugar. Not only will you grow into a chubby girl, but your teeth will also rot, and your teeth will also get bugs. You can't eat them from tomorrow. You can only eat one piece a day at most."

Xiao Cuicui nodded pitifully and covered her mouth to express that she would not eat. Bai Fang'er and her husband also began to review the problem of excessive indulgence.

The city was still lively on the morning of the next day, even livelier than yesterday. The arena was to open this afternoon, and people from surrounding villages and towns came to watch the excitement.

With the presence of the county magistrate yesterday, the men in Wenchang Village danced even harder today than yesterday. I don’t know who spread the news, but they all said that the county magistrate thought Bai Duangong danced well. This rumor spread

As for the metaphysics, the county magistrates said that Bai Duangong was the most capable, and more and more people came to support him.

The rumor reached the ears of Magistrate Yu, who was still shopping today. Magistrate Yu raised his head and looked at the sky speechlessly. He had really fallen from a person who read books about sages to a man with strange powers and chaos. He didn't know that the news had been spread to the ears of his teachers and classmates.

, will he be laughed to death?

In the afternoon, the gates of the wrestling field opened, and the gaudily dressed cows, horses, and sheep were all crowded together and making uneasy noises. Onlookers came in one after another and sat on the wooden benches, chatting and laughing.

"Today's first game is cattle, the second game is mules, and the last game is sheep."

Bai Changpu inquired about the news clearly, "I heard that there are more than 80 mules registered in Cangxi County this time. Twenty mules will participate in the competition every day. The top five will be selected each time. Five days later, the top five from the first four competitions will run together.

, the top three will be determined, and the winner will be the winner in the finals on the last day.”

"What's so troublesome?"

Bai Nanxing smiled and said: "There is no way. The Harvest Festival is on the seventh day and the Arena is open on the sixth day. The time is just right."

On the first day of the day, all the participating cattle, mules and sheep have arrived. They have to run a lap together before starting the first competition of the day.

A big mule was also brought, wearing a red wooden ring around its neck, wrapped with red cloth strips, and three small Duan Gong flags with the word "hundred" embroidered on them.

'Be careful not to let other mules trample you. Today you have to participate in the first race. After finishing the race, you can go back and rest for a few days to try to get into the top five.'

The big mule quit, 'You underestimated Mr. Mule. Mr. Mule's goal is number one, what is fifth?'

Baifu'er continued to warn, "The ranking is secondary. You must wait for your family to pick you up before you can leave. Don't foolishly follow others."

"Don't just think of running away just because someone is rich."

The stinky mule dislikes poverty and loves wealth. Do you think she doesn't know?

The big mule was very impatient, 'Are you stupid to be a mule?'

Seeing the mule rolling its eyes, Bai Nanxing couldn't help but laugh. His sister really thought the mule could understand. With such a bad temper, he was worried that it would make some big noise on the field.

The two brothers led the big mule to prepare for the game. Bai Guoer and Bai Fuer sat here to occupy their seats. Zhang Xiaobao and Zhang Xiaoliang learned that they could make so much money, so they came without saying a word and brought candies. They would come to see them after they were sold out.

Lively and no delay at all.

After a stick of incense was burned, there was a heavy whimpering sound in the arena. Someone came out from the arena holding a huge horn-like horn, and the stands slowly became quiet.

In a world without loudspeakers, relying solely on your voice is of no use at this time. You can only play semaphore, and few people can understand the semaphore. After hearing a high-pitched and exciting sound of drums and gongs, a group of cattle appeared in the arena in a menacing manner.

The tracks are all separated by wood. These cows with either big red flowers hanging around their necks or flowers on their heads are a little confused. They are all cows working hard in the fields. How have I ever seen such a bustle?

Flowery world?

Fortunately, there were professional cattle drivers in the arena, and with their efforts, the cattle started running.
Chapter completed!