Doomsday koi set up street stalls in the wilderness

Chapter 252

"Master, here comes Xiaoxiao." Fat Aunt shouted, and then enthusiastically pulled Bai Xiaoxiao into the yard, "Come in, come, Master."

The village chief came out of the house and shouted that there was still soil. It was obvious that he had just come back from the fields. When he saw Bai Xiaoxiao, his eyes lit up, "Xiaoxiao, you are back from selling tofu. What?" Like? Are they all sold out?"

Bai Xiaoxiao handed a bag of copper coins to the village chief, then sat at the small table in the yard, smiled wryly, "More than half of it is left, but I went to the city lord's mansion, didn't I give them a water purification device before? Thank me once and I give the rest to them.”

"Most of this has not been sold! Isn't this a loss for you?" The village chief sat down and frowned, "Your money?"

"Uncle Village Chief, you don't make money from the very beginning of business. It's normal to make money while you lose money. If I lose money, I won't be able to lose money from your supply," Bai Xiaoxiao said with a smile, "Uncle Village Chief, don't worry about it." Me, a few grandpas at the entrance of the village said just now that if they lose money, they don’t need any money, just send the tofu back, this... I don’t do this in business, if you lose money, it’s yours, and if you make it, it’s mine?”

"Hahaha... you child, you see clearly, everyone is worried about your siblings, hey... as long as you have an adult in your family, everyone in the village is not so worried," the village chief sighed, "Then the tofu will be sold tomorrow. Can it still be sold?"

"We have been looking for a cooperative store for the past few days, and every day in the future I will be the same as today, Uncle Village Chief, don't worry about me, this tofu, I am the first one in Haicheng, and I even made tofu nao here! Bai Xiaoxiao said with a smile, "By the way, uncle, count the money."

"I collected the money in their names this morning, and put a wooden stick in each family's pocket to write the money," the village chief turned around and shouted into the house, "Xiaoyang, send me money." Bring me the wooden box."

Wang Xiaoyang is less than ten years old, but he is still obedient and works hard to read. Although he is not good at reading, he can do abacus. "Grandpa, is this it?"

"Yes, this is it!" The village head put the box on the table, and then waved to Wang Xiaoyang, "Go and play, you did a good job today."

Wang Xiaoyang's eyes lit up, no matter how obedient the child is, this boy who is less than ten years old also wants to go out to play, "Grandpa, then I'm going out!" Wang Xiaoyang ran out immediately.

"This child..." The fat aunt took out the wheat over there to dry, and now her daughter-in-law just took the wheat back, watching her grandson run away, and smiled helplessly.

The village head opened the wooden box, took out the money pockets one by one, took out the wooden sticks inside, put the wooden sticks back, and then put in equal copper plates, Bai Xiaoxiao waited there.

This is also the custom of Wangjia Village. Any money transaction must be counted face to face. No matter how good the relationship is, it must be like this. Bai Xiaoxiao also likes this custom very much, so that there is no need to talk about things later.

Until the sun went down, the village chief put everything away and said, "Oh, my old waist, the money is just right." His son over there had already returned from the fields, "Gouzi, you go knock the gong and let everyone come and collect the money. "

Take your own money back tonight, and bring it back tomorrow. The village chief writes down the amount of money, and then puts the stick into his pocket. Each family also remembers their own number, and so on.

(End of this chapter)