Traveling through 1942 with space

Chapter 179 1 point 0 money

Xiao Doudou had been running around with his two brothers all day and was feeling very tired, but the moment he saw his mother, he immediately became energized.

Looking at their mother jogging towards them, their legs ran very fast.

"It's already dark, why did you come back just now? I was so worried sick at home." The sheep boy's mother looked at her children with a distressed look on her face.

"Mom, they are not sold out yet. We walked a little far away, so there is still one left." The eldest brother Yangdan saw his mother and pointed at the stick on his shoulder as if to seek credit.

"Oh! You guys are much better than your father. Your father only bought more than 30." Chunxiang, the sheep boy's mother, patted her two sons' arms happily.

"Mom, we made a lot of money from selling them!" The sheep boy couldn't help but say to his mother.

"Shh! Let's talk when we get home." Chunxiang, the sheep boy's mother, pointed to the dark surroundings and pulled the children back to the village.

When they returned to the village, they were protected by the village wall, so the brothers and sisters breathed a sigh of relief and became cheerful.

"Mom, have Big Head and the others come back? How are their sales?" the sheep boy asked competitively.

"They came back a long time ago. You guys came back the latest, but we also sold the most. Hehe!" Chunxiang looked at the stick with only a candied haws left on his shoulder from time to time, her face full of smiles.

When he returned home, Yangwa's father was not at home. He had gone to Hou Xiaoge's house to make candied haws.

Hou Xiaoge's house is very lively now. Since Yangwa and his family left Hou Xiaoge's house carrying candied haws sticks in the morning, many villagers have come to inquire about the news.

Today, Hou Xiaoge's family received unprecedented welcome in the village. In the evening, many villagers came to visit them, which made them both proud and worried.

The six families who set out in the morning had a good harvest today, with the least selling thirty or forty candied haws.

Now everyone is busy preparing for tomorrow at Hou Xiaoge's house. They make thirty or forty candied haws every year.

But it was getting late now, and Wang Maimiao didn't want to keep these people at home any longer. It wasn't that she didn't like the hustle and bustle, but it would waste wax, and she felt bad about it.

There is a kerosene lamp in Hou Xiaoge's space, but kerosene is a precious commodity in those days. Even wealthy families don't have it, let alone ordinary people.

So the most commonly used item is candles. Hou Xiaoge's family uses relatively cheap paraffin wax, but it still costs one cent each.

A stick of paraffin wax can only burn for more than half an hour. After these people come to our house, even more wax will be wasted. One stick of paraffin wax is not enough for the whole night. How can this be acceptable?

So when the candle was about to burn out, Wang Maimiao kept blinking and coughing to signal Hou Xiaoge.

"Aunt, uncle, it's getting late. We still have to open the stall tomorrow. Let's go back and rest early. We can make the rest tomorrow." Hou Xiaoge spoke up when he saw that the pot of syrup was finished.

When everyone heard that the host was kicking them out, they naturally felt embarrassed to stay any longer and took the finished products back home.

"Heiwa, you are a prodigal son, always doing thankless things.

They all think our coal and candles were blown in by the wind, and they are taking advantage of us." Before they had even left, Wang Maimiao started to curse loudly.

A few families who had not yet left their homes heard Wang Maimiao's scolding, stopped in their tracks, and then hurriedly left Hou Xiaoge's house.

"Heiwa, this is not a big deal in your family.

You can lend us your pot tomorrow, and we can buy a pot for ourselves when we have enough money later." Datou's father said to Hou Xiaoge at the door of his house.

"Uncle Yanglai, I'm sorry! My mother is just that kind of person. Don't take it to heart." Hou Xiaoge laughed.

"It's okay. We should thank you. Let's not talk about it anymore. Go back and rest early!" Big-headed father and his friends exchanged a few words and went into the darkness.

"Mom, you are still taller." The host will feel uneasy if the guest does not leave. After returning home, Hou Xiaoge smiled and gave a thumbs up to his stepmother.

"You kids are too soft-hearted to say anything. And you, a kid, can't be the bad guy in this matter, otherwise it will be hard for your wife to talk about it in the future. As a woman, I can't do anything about it.

Besides, they are all shameless people, do you think they don’t know?

They don't have to pay for anything. The candles and coal we use every day cost almost two cents, which is two or three dollars a month, a lot of money.

When I sold myself, I only had a few dozen kilograms of corn. It’s wishful thinking for them to use a few dozen kilograms of corn for free. Bah!” Wang Maimiao said with a smug look on her face.

"Haha!" Several children in the room also laughed happily.

"Creaky!" The kitchen door opened, and my eldest cousin and several others came out from the kitchen after making pancakes.

"Aunt San, have all the people making the candied haws left?" Hou Chunhua asked with a smile as she took off her sleeves.

"Sister Chunhua, they were all driven away by my mother." Xiao Shuanniu shouted while standing on the kang.

"You bastard, you've been spreading rumors about me all day long." Wang Maimiao grabbed the little guy and spanked him on the butt a few times while scolding him with a smile.

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt!" The little guy giggled.

Xiao Shuanniu was wearing large cotton trousers with dungarees weighing three or four pounds, so unless you hit him with a stick, it wouldn't hurt at all.

Hou Xiaoge didn't stop it either. She thought that children would not become successful without being beaten. She still had to discipline them occasionally. Besides, she didn't really beat them.

He took a roasted sweet potato out of the stove and handed it to his eldest cousin, then explained with a smile the issues of making candied haws at home.

"Aunt San is right. We can't be too nice. If we are too nice, others will think we are easy to bully and will like to take advantage of us." Hou Chunhua has seen a lot of human fickleness and nodded in agreement.

"Chunhua, have you finished making the pancakes? I had to look after the villagers these two days and couldn't help." Wang Maimiao asked while pouring a glass of water for Hou Chunhua.

"It's already been done. Auntie, you just need to take care of the braised meat. The three of us are enough to make the pancakes. All the villagers are here, so we're just warming ourselves by the fire in the kitchen." Hou Chunhua had lost a child before, so she didn't like the gossip in the village and seldom went out.

"That's fine. Now that you're done, you and Xuemei can go back and rest early!" Wang Maimiao got off the kang and saw his two nieces off.

Just as Hou Xiaoge's family turned off the fire and took a rest, several other families also lit firewood and gathered together to talk about their harvest today.

Several elders of the tribe just learned how to make it in the afternoon. They now have thirty or forty finished products, waiting to be sold tomorrow. They gathered around the sticks stuck in the middle of the cave with excitement on their faces.

"Dad, my third brother and I will go sell it tomorrow. If it's good, we can buy a pot in the afternoon and cook it at home.

Heiwa's family only has one pot, and more than a dozen people have to queue up to use it. It's such a waste of time.

Besides, Mai Miao's wife won't let them cook tonight, because she thinks it will waste their candles and coal." The eldest son of the Seventh Master said to his father while looking at the candied haws and looking forward to the future.

"You can just make the candied haws at home, and let your brother sell them.

The village is going to set up a hawthorn snowball workshop in the next few days. If you master the skills, you can work as a worker in the workshop and earn a salary, which is much easier and safer than doing business on your own. "Seventh Master happily took a puff of the dry tobacco given by Hou Xiaoge and said to his eldest son.

Qiye's eldest son was a little discouraged when he heard what Qiye said at first, but when he heard that he could earn a salary by working in a village workshop, his eyes immediately lit up.

"Boss, this is the money these kids earned today, excluding the protection fee from the Yanhuang League and the city gate tax, a total of 78 cents.

The children went out without spending a penny. Each of them ate a steamed bread for a whole day. They were much better than you. You spent five cents for a bowl of noodles!" At Yangwa's home, the family gathered around the fire. Yangwa's mother Chunxiang wrapped a handful of change in a cloth and opened it in front of Yangwa's father.

"Cough cough!"

"I'm an adult and I get hungry quickly. But the kids deserve praise too. Here, give each of you a penny as a reward." The sheep boy's father counted the money happily, then took out a few bills and handed them to the children.

"Wow! One cent, that's a lot." Doudou was so happy holding the one cent.