Joe's Farming

Recently, there is no need to pickle duck eggs in the yard, so Bai Lan and Su Qing have much less work to do.

So Bai Lan started making clothes for her family again.

Su Qing cleaned the yard every day and helped with cooking and washing clothes.

"Sister Lan, make bamboo shoots roast chicken and tofu stew for the children tonight."

Bai Lan immediately put down her needlework and said, "Well, I'll ask Da Zhuang to buy a chicken."

Qiao Yu nodded.

Then he asked curiously, "Did Dazhuang and Xiaobai come to discuss this with you?"

Bai Lan was about to stand up, but staggered when she heard the words.

Su Qing was so scared that she quickly supported her.

Bai Lan said shyly: "Ah Qing and I are still discussing it."

Qiao Yu smiled and said, "Okay, tell me when you've discussed it. We can prepare in advance."

Bai Lan and Su Qing both nodded vigorously.

They discussed it with Da Zhuang and the others at noon. Naturally, they wanted to get things done earlier, but they also felt that they had a lot of things to do at home and wanted to wait until they were done with this.

However, they agreed to go to town in a couple of days to buy things for the wedding and make the bed, wardrobe and table.

By the time the furniture is finished, I guess I’ll have finished most of the housework.

We’ll get married then.

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In the school, a group of children surrounded the three children of the Gu family.

"Aren't you a family? Why do you have different last names?"

A child asked curiously.

Qiao Xing said generously: "I share my little daddy's last name."

The child tilted his head: "So that's how it is."

Another child asked, "Why aren't you wearing school clothes? We all are."

The three of them discovered early on that all the students in the school wore the same Confucian clothing, white clothes and blue shirts, which looked particularly scholarly and good-looking.

"Well, we don't know whether it exists or not." Gu Xiaoyan said honestly.

In the morning, Wen Renjie personally sent them to the teacher, but did not tell them about the clothes.

"Did you not pay?" asked a child.

The three children looked at each other in confusion. The principal had never mentioned this matter.

"So you're just a poor guy." A child said disdainfully, then left with the two children.

The other kids immediately smiled in a friendly manner and said, "Ignore him. He just took the lead and said he wanted to be friends with you guys."

"Snobbish, he must be thinking that since your family even sends girls to school, you must be rich."

Another child analyzed.

The three children said nothing.

Their family should be considered wealthy?

Qiao Yu has always been very generous to them and is not shy about the fact that her children's families earn money.

But the children have no idea how much money there is.

Gu Xiaoxue really liked the clothes they were wearing and asked, "How much do these clothes cost?"

"Well, I remember it was two or three taels."

A child answered.

Gu Xiaoxue breathed a sigh of relief and asked Qiao Xing in a low voice: "Brother, do we have so much money?"

Qiao Xing silently calculated that the New Year's money they received, plus the pocket money they earned from doing housework, was about four taels.

Qiao Xing nodded to Xiaoxue: "If you want it, I'll buy it for you."

Gu Xiaoyan immediately said sweetly: "Brother, I want it too."

Qiao Xing smiled and said, "I'll buy one for you, too."

Qiao Xing thought that he would buy them for his younger brothers and sisters first, and it didn’t matter if he didn’t wear them himself.

When the children around heard this, they immediately thought that Qiao Xing was very rich, and their younger brothers and sisters could buy it whenever they wanted.

One little kid couldn't help but ask, "Why don't you ask your dad for it?"

Qiao Xing pursed her lips and said, "Dad has already spent a lot of money on us. It's not like we have to wear this dress."

The child nodded thoughtfully.

"You're really awesome. If I dressed differently from everyone else, I'd be afraid of what others would say about me."

Gu Xiaoyan immediately agreed: "My brother is very good. He can make soy milk and fried dough sticks for us. They are super delicious."

The children who can go to Mingde School are not from poor families, but none of them have ever heard of what fried dough sticks are.

"You Tiao? What is that?"

Gu Xiaoyan and Gu Xiaoxue described it to them one by one.

There is nothing that children don’t like to eat.

One of the kids asked, "Qiao Xing, I'll pay. Can you make some and bring it to the school?"

Qiao Xing's eyes lit up. It turned out that this was how you could make money?

"It's too little for one person, and it will get cold if you bring it to the cram school, so it won't taste that good."

The child smiled and said, "It's okay, I just want to try something I've never eaten before. If it doesn't taste good, I won't buy it next time."

Qiao Xing insisted: "But it takes a lot of oil to make fried dough sticks. You need too little for one person."

The child understood what he heard and asked his friend: "Xue Yang, you want one too."

The kid thought about it and nodded, "Okay, I'll have one."

Seeing this, the other children also told Qiao Xing that they wanted some too.

Finally, six children asked for fried dough sticks, ten in total.

Qiao Xing held out his hand: "Three cents for a fried dough stick, one cent for the deposit."

This is what the principal saw when he came to inspect.

He was originally worried that since the school was accepting little girls for the first time, some students might have objections, so he came to inspect during the children's rest time.

Unexpectedly, I saw the children asking Qiao Xing to order fried dough sticks.

The principal walked up to me with a smile and asked, "What are fried dough sticks? Qiao Xing, are you doing business in my school?"

Qiao Xing could handle children of the same age as himself, but he felt a little embarrassed when he saw the principal, for fear of embarrassing Qiao Yu and Gu Feng.

Some said nervously: "They wanted to buy it from me."

The children were not afraid of the principal at all and generously admitted, "We bought it ourselves. Principal, please don't punish him."

Then he described again the fried dough sticks that Gu Xiaoxue and Gu Xiaoyan had described earlier.

Their voices were quite loud, and the three children who had previously disliked Qiao Xing and the others also heard them.

"Boss, shall we order two too?"

“Sounds delicious.”

"Humph, didn't you see that the principal was frowning? What are you ordering? This is the first time I see someone doing business in a school."

When Wen Renjie didn't speak, he just frowned habitually. Qiao Xing thought he was going to scold him next.

After listening to the children's description, Wen Renjie said to Qiao Xing with a smile, "It sounds good. Bring me two too."

As he spoke, he took out two copper coins from his sleeve and handed them to him: "A deposit, right? Here, keep them."

Qiao Xing: ...

Three children hiding aside: ...

In the end, all the children ordered fried dough sticks from Qiao Xing, including the three children who looked down on Qiao Xing and his friends at first.