Author: Liu Qingqing

Chapter 51 Making money

Huafeng was a little surprised, "Sister, why do you need so many clam shells? Although the clam meat is delicious, you will get tired of it after eating it!"

Huazhi raised an eyebrow, "Have you forgotten? We plan to set up a stall at the market on the 30th to sell things. Mussel shells are difficult to deal with. Do I need to prepare them first? Just rely on sand snails. Is there anyone?

I don’t know yet if I want to buy it!”

Now that Huazhi has money and more than a thousand pearls, she no longer has to worry about money. She can only make money with her family.

As for the money from selling pearls, she will definitely share some with everyone, but not now, but wait until almost all the clam shells are collected, and then share the money with everyone, otherwise there will definitely be a big chaos.

Afterwards, the three younger ones, Hua Xue, Hua Feng and Hua Yue, were left to collect snails and sand snails for Huazhi in the village. The four older ones, Hua Xue, Hua Jin, Hua Shuang and Hua Yu, were responsible for traveling to and from grandma's house and Leye.

Production team.

No matter how many clam shells there were at my grandma’s house, they couldn’t withstand everyone’s efforts to catch them. In less than a week, the clam shells found later became smaller and smaller. There were no pearls inside the small clam shells, so

She didn't let them collect the flower branches. She kept the big clam shells in a water tank at home, and put the small clam shells into the production team's pond to let them continue to grow. In a few years, they can be caught for pearls and eat the clam shell meat.

The night before the market day, everyone finished class and did not go back. Instead, they stayed here to help Huazhi. There were eight cousins ​​in the Hua family, plus Zhou Rushi, Liang Huanhuan, Xiao Nan and Xiao Bei, a total of ten.

Two people, each carrying one basket, will have twelve baskets, which means Huazhi needs to make twelve baskets of sand snails.

Since there is no packaging, we can only wrap it with taro leaves. Because the leaves of taro are big enough, just like lotus leaves, they can wrap a lot of things. Huazhi is responsible for processing the snails, and everyone is responsible for packaging and processing.

of sand snail.

A taro leaf wraps a bowl of snails.

Everyone was busy in the kitchen of Huazhi's house, thinking that they would be able to make money at dawn. No one felt tired, and no one had any complaints.

Outside, Huainan knocked on the courtyard door for a long time, but no one came to open the door. He didn't see the flower branches, so he turned around and left with the fragrant roasted rabbit legs in despair.

In the early morning, when the big rooster crows, the twelve of them set out carrying heavy backpacks. Even the young Hua Yue also carried a heavy backpack. Hua Jin and Hua Yu carried the heavy baskets on Hua Yu's shoulders.

The basket was taken over and two people carried it, while Huazhi asked Huayue to hold the tasting food.

Since you are selling food, you must let people try it first. If they think it tastes good, they will naturally be willing to spend money to buy it.

Everyone picked the stalls in the market by themselves. Huazhi thought that since they came so early, they would be able to pick good seats. Unexpectedly, others came earlier than them and the good seats were almost occupied.

Since he couldn't find a good seat, Huazhi didn't force it. He found an empty seat, put down his backpack and sat there.

Huazhi, Huahua, and Hua Jin were in charge of setting up the stall, while the rest of the people waited behind them, waiting for the goods in their baskets to be sold out before buying what was in the baskets behind them.

It was daybreak, and the market slowly became lively. Huazhi stood up, stretched out his muscles, and shouted, "I'm selling snails, I'm selling snails. The stir-fried snails made fresh in the morning are clean and sand-free.

It tastes delicious and you can try it for free. If you think it tastes good after trying it, you can buy it. If you think it doesn’t taste good, you can go to the next stall..."

Hua Hua and Hua Jin saw Hua branches throwing out their branches and yelled, so they also started yelling.

At this time, a female comrade carrying a net bag came over and asked curiously, "What is the sand snail you just mentioned?"

"It's a kind of small shell from the river. It can be braised or boiled into soup. It tastes very delicious. Sister, you can taste it first. If you like it, you can buy it." Huazhi brought the basin over and put it on her backpack.

Said, "The piece of meat in the middle of the shell is where you can eat it."

Huazhi said, handing the clean chopsticks to the female comrade.

When the female comrade heard Huazhi call her sister, she was so happy that she quickly took the chopsticks, picked up a piece of snail meat and put it into her mouth. The snail meat was so small that she didn't even taste it, so she couldn't help but eat a few more.

, his eyes couldn't help but shine, "It tastes good, how do you sell it?"

"Two cents a bag." Huazhi took out a bag of snails from her backpack, "We filled a full bowl before pouring it into the leaves and breading it. The portion is definitely large."

"This is still too little!" A trace of dissatisfaction flashed in the eyes of the female comrade.

Everyone looked a little ugly when they heard this. Could it be that all their hard work and preparations for so long were just wasted?

Suddenly, I heard the female comrade say, "This pack is too small. It's not enough to eat. Just give me ten packs!"

As the female comrade said, she handed over two cents. One pack was two cents, and ten packs were just two cents, right?

Huazhi put ten packs of snails into her basket and said with a smile, "Sister, we will come here to set up a stall on market days in the future. If sister still wants to eat, you can come to us at the market. We should also add other goodies.

Things to eat."

When others saw this well-dressed lesbian, they thought it was delicious, so they came over to taste it and then buy it.

A few hours later, all twelve baskets of snails were sold out, making a total of fourteen yuan and four cents. Each of the twelve of them received one yuan and two cents.

On the way back, Huazhi said, "There are only three market days a month. At this rate, we can only earn three and a half dollars a month, which is really too little."

"What should we do?" Hua Hua held the money and was very excited.

This is the first time she has money of her own!

"How about this? From now on, Hua Hua, Hua Shuang, and Hua Xue will be responsible for looking after the stall, Huayue and I will be responsible for processing at home, and the rest will be responsible for delivering goods to the market? Let's try to sell on the market day.

A sixty-year-old sand snail carrying a basket can earn 72 yuan in this way. Three days a month is 216 yuan, and then each of us can share 18 yuan, how about that?" Huazhi said.

After finishing, he glanced at everyone.

Everyone was very happy after hearing Huazhi's analysis. As long as they work three days a month, they can earn eighteen yuan. How could they not be willing to do such a good thing?

Even if they can't get 18 yuan, even if they can only get 10 yuan, they are very happy, because this is the money they earned by relying on their own abilities!

Now that everyone agrees, the rest will proceed according to Huazhi's plan.

Everyone usually takes time to fish for snails in the river and put them in pots on flower branches. The night before the market day, everyone comes over to process them.
Chapter completed!