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Chapter VIII A Law of Making Profits

“So hot!”

Li Zhan was lying in his bedroom, and his sister was fanning himself with her attentiveness. Such attentiveness was to exchange for fast candy. However, although he kept slapping, Li Zhan still felt hot.

"Brother has eaten." Li Sheng walked in with a smile.

"What should I eat today?" Li Zhan asked weakly.

"Hehe!" As soon as he talked about what to eat, Li Sheng became interested: "There are vinegar celery and okra. Didn't my brother say he wanted to eat rice? Today I bought it and mixed it with mutton. I made a ball of oil rice for you, and I also have cold tao!"

"There are balls of oil rice and cold tao!" After hearing these two dishes, Li Zhan lazily got up from the bamboo bed.

This ball of oil rice is a bit like Xinjiang's hand-pulled mutton rice. As for cold-drawn, it is actually cold noodles. However, when the weather is cooler, eat hot noodles. In summer, eat cold noodles. For example, if the locust leaves are cold-drawn, first squeeze the locust leaves into juice and noodles to make noodles, and then eat after the pot after cold water.

It's still very enjoyable to eat in summer.

The three of them came to the kitchen to have a meal. At this time, Li Dafu was already sitting in the main seat. Seeing his son coming late, Li Dafu was not angry. Instead, he smiled and shouted to Li Zhan: "Come on Zhan'er, come on, your mother knows that you have a bad appetite recently, so she made you your favorite cold tao and glutinous rice, come on, come on!"

As soon as Li Zhan sat on, Yue Niang and Li Xing brought the food together.

The rice ball of oil is really delicious. Li Zhan chewed the legs of lamb, his younger brother and sister were eating mutton in big mouthfuls, and seeing his elder brother eating happily, how could he say it was happier than what he had eaten.

Yue Niang kept picking mutton up for Li Zhan’s bowl, while Li Dafu on the other side told Li Zhan that several cows had been cured at home recently and how much money had they earned.

Just as he listened, when Li Zhan heard that he had accumulated another twenty stagnant of money at home, Li Zhan stopped his chopsticks and said, "Why did he get another twenty stagnant of money?"

"Ah, haha, you don't know that recently, more than ten cows were sick in Xiaoli Village, all of which belonged to a landlord. Then I heard that they could be cured, so I sent them all. I made so much money in this way."

Li Dafu was very happy. After all, for Li Dafu, the more money the better, but Li Zhan didn't think so. You should know that the world has not been peaceful for too long. There are still many bandits, and twenty stakes can be said to be able to covet them.

More importantly, Li Zhan's family has no ability to resist. There are three men and two women, and there are not many other parties. As long as ten people come, Li Zhan's family will have to stop eating.

At this time, Li Zhan thought for a while and looked at his mother and said, "How much income will the grandpa and uncle have if they farm for a year?"

"Ah?" Yue Niang was stunned by her son's question, and then laughed: "Silly son, this kind of field is just for food and clothing. If you want to have a year, you won't have any income."

"No income!" Li Zhan thought about it, it was strange that he could get income from farming. Then Li Zhan smiled and said, "Well, let me tell my grandpa, uncle, and uncle, if they are willing to come to my house, I would be willing to pay two cents of money a month, including food and accommodation, and hire them to work with our family."
Chapter completed!
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