《Ancient Wife [ DANMEI MTL ]》23: You are smart!
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The fifth day of sprouts.
Liang Han was watering the four bean sprouts one by one. This time, he was very successful in growing the bean sprouts.
The bean sprouts in the jar that he sent on the first day had already grown.
Because of the growth, the empty jar was filled with bean sprouts.
Zhang Qingzhu, who was watching from the side, said happily. "I didn't expect you to actually make it. You can sell it in two or three days, right?"
"It's always cabbage and radish, don't you get tired of it?" Liang Han carefully watered the bean sprouts, then closed the lid, and continued to pile the grass on top to bury the bean sprouts tank.
"No, it's good to eat some. When I'm at home, I can only eat dishes every one or two days. Most of them are sauces. Even stir-fry dishes are not so willing to put oil and salt." Zhang Qingzhu squatted down and took the food. Replace the full bowl with an empty bowl, and pour the water into the wooden bucket on the side.
Because he didn't have the money to buy a basin to pick up the water leaking from the bean sprouts tank, he had to use the bowl first, the washbasin and the small basin for holding vegetables.
Fortunately, he only need to water it once in the morning, so he can barely make do with it.
After watering several bean sprout tanks, Liang Han put the remaining beans in the house into the fifth bean sprout tank, which will run out of beans. But after the first tank is ready, he will have money to buy soybeans after it is sold, so he is not too worried.
After cleaning up, Liang Han said to Zhang Qingzhu. "You watch first, I'll make breakfast. You can help me for two more days. After two days, I'll buy a wooden basin, so you don't have to wait to pour the water."
Zhang Qingzhu didn't care. "It's alright, I'm just pouring water. Go and cook."
Liang Han was cooking breakfast when he heard Uncle Liang coming to him. He hurriedly walked out of the kitchen, and saw Uncle Liang coming over with a few wooden basins. Liang Han hurried over to pick it up. "Uncle, this..."
Uncle Liang handed him the wooden basin, "I saw that you were short of a basin for water, and in the past two days, someone helped you to make a few wooden basins for you. I also brought you some beans, lest you lose the number of days. Thirty catties, you can use it first."
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Liang Han took it, the wooden basin was not as big as the basin he usually washes his face with, but it was bigger than the basin for holding vegetables. It should be bigger, with a shallow mouth, which is just right for catching water.
Liang Han hurriedly said, "Thank you, uncle."
"You're polite." Uncle Liang looked very happy. He said to Liang Han, "I'll go and bring the tank back today. I'll buy some soybeans along the way, and bean sprouts will start growing tomorrow."
Liang Han asked, "Uncle , I haven't started selling it yet, and I don't know what the market is, you should wait until I sell it and see the situation before deciding whether to do it or not."
Uncle Liang looked very open, "It's okay, this method will definitely make money, but it's just The difference between earning more and earning less. As long as you can make some money in this big winter, who cares whether it is more or less?"
Seeing that he had made up his mind, Liang Han didn't say anything anymore, so he left the meal and said, "Uncle, I'll have breakfast soon. When it's done, you can stay here to eat."
"No, your aunt cooked my meal. I'm leaving, remember to tidy up the east room."
"Okay." Seeing that Uncle Liang left, Liang Han continued to drill in the kitchen to cook.
During breakfast, Zhang Qingzhu asked Liang Han curiously, "Your uncle wants to do bean sprouts business, why do you put the tank in your house?"
Liang Han thought for a while and said, "I think there are two reasons. One is I am afraid that my little aunt will reveal the practice to her family. Second, if the bean sprouts business is known to the villagers, there must be someone who wants to know how to do it and go to his house to drill. It is not difficult to grow bean sprouts. After thinking about it a little, people may figure it out. It is suitable for my house, and no one dares to come to my house."
"Then shouldn't you also guard against me? You are not afraid that I will tell my family how to do it?" Zhang Qingzhu kept asking.
Liang Han smiled and said, "Would you?"
Zhang Qingzhu frowned. "Although I really want to, after all, my family is short of money. But it is a bit unethical to do so."
Liang Han asked with a smile. "Do you think this is possible? Your family there is also a donkey cart, let your brother help me sell bean sprouts, and I will give him a penny for two catties. If they can sell a tank of bean sprouts a day, they can earn more than thirty penny."
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Zhang Qingzhu was very happy to hear it, but: "Why don't you sell it yourself? Let your uncle sell it if you don't sell it yourself. Your uncle will definitely be happy to do this job."
Liang Han explained to him, "It's very hard to go out to sell vegetables, after all, I don't know how many villages I have to go to. Wouldn't it be better to make money without going out? As for my uncle, how he wants to sell is his business."
Zhang Qingzhu felt that Liang Han was helpless. "You're really good, you are willing to earn less than thirty pennies because you are afraid of hardship!"
Liang Han explained with a smile, "I don't want to enjoy it at home, I still can think of other ways to make money."
Zhang Qingzhu didn't believe it. "The way to make money can be so easy to think of, it would be good to have one, how could it be possible for you to spend it all."
"Maybe, maybe I can think of it. Anyway, even if I don't go by myself, I can still make money." Liang Han didn't say anything like, "I'll give your family a chance to make money," otherwise the consequences would definitely be unsightly.
"That's wrong. By the way, why didn't you just let your uncle sell bean sprouts for you by the way? Wouldn't you save trouble?" Zhang Qingzhu was really curious, he wouldn't deliberately give the opportunity to make money to his home.
"I think it's better not to mix money among relatives. Ask my uncle to help sell bean sprouts. He will definitely not accept the money I give him, but let him do it for me for nothing. It's okay for a while, but it's a problem in the long run. Besides, my aunt and the others have a lot of opinions on me. If I really do that, they will definitely feel uncomfortable."
Zhang Qingzhu felt that he was thinking wrongly. "But they can do the business of selling bean sprouts because of you. What does it mean to help you?"
"You don't understand, people's hearts are changeable, you may feel grateful for a while, but after a long time, you may feel that I took advantage of them with that kind of favor. I don't want to take that risk, lest I have a relationship with my uncle. That bit of friendship is gone."
Zhang Qingzhu blinked, "Really? Will it?"
"Isn't it just in case? Everyone has to be measured." Liang Han told him, "It's like although the uncle put the tank in my house, he will definitely water it himself every day, and he won't think that I should water it anyway, so he should also water his house."
"Then what if he just asked you to water it by the way?"
"Well...then pour it on the way."
Zhang Qingzhu laughed, and then said a little surprised. "I always feel that these words cannot be said by people like you."
Liang Han smiled. "People like me, what kind of person am I?"
Zhang Qingzhu said with a grin, "A person who is domineering, bullying others, eating lazy, stealing chickens and dogs, and full of bad water."
Liang Han was speechless for a while, "...These bad words you know are safe. Is it on me?"
Zhang Qingzhu said with a smile, "I haven't wronged you, and there's nothing nice to say about you, I learned it all."
Liang Han smiled and said, "Okay, I'll try my best to get you right. I changed my mind."
Zhang Qingzhu bit his chopsticks, thought about it, and said to him, "Actually, I think you have changed a lot, as if you have changed a person. When you met me before, you never spoke human words. I just thought about it, are you stupid, and it's not the same as before."
Liang Han smiled helplessly. "If you just praise me for getting better, what do you mean by being stupid?"
"Hey, I think you used to that kind of virtue can get better, it will be a fool."
Liang Han, "...You should eat more food and learn how to talk with others when you have time."
"What do you mean? You want to quarrel with me?" Zhang Qingzhu is not happy to hear.
Liang Han hurriedly smiled and said, "How dare you, I just asked you to eat more dishes, and you should not hear it later."
Zhang Qingzhu let him go. "You are smart."
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These two are so comfortable to each other, you know that kind of relationship where you're not verbally friends or in romantic romance, but the two of you acts as if you know how each other handle their spoon to their mouth, ah what I'm saying, by the way 3 more chapters for today.
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