Chapter 52: Accounting for money (1)

The words of Li Xiaowan said deeply to An Xiaoqi's heart.
On the way back, An Xiaoqi was thinking about this issue.
I've been stingy.
After returning, first go to An Xiaoqi's house to put everything down, and then Rong Jing went to deliver the car.
"Small bowl, the tea eggs are 108 in total, one penny. Say yes." An Xiaojiu first took the money out of the money jar and handed it to Li Xiaowan. "This is 108 Text. "
"it is good."
Li Xiaowan also didn't have a pretense. This was the first thing he said was good, it was deserved, and there was no need to quit.
After receiving it, An Xiaojiu continued to count.
"You have embroidered a total of twenty-one purses, five pennies each, for a total of one hundred and fifty pennies. Well, as I said before, I charge one creative fee per purse, and the rest is eighty ... ... Four texts, hey, here you are. "
An Xiaojiu deducted the money with ease.
In her opinion, the creative cost of one penny per purse is very small.
But that was an outsider. Actually, An Xiaojiu didn't want to collect money for Li Xiaowan.
But Li Xiaowan must give it, An Xiaojiu is elusive, and should also take it, so take it.
If you give it all by yourself, it will make Li Xiaowan feel charity, and the relationship between friends needs to be maintained.
Besides, sooner or later, this matter will be known to outsiders.
Wait until someone in Li Xiaowan's house knows ... An Xiaojiu thinks it's better to collect money.
"That's a lot." Li Xiaowan murmured secretly.
I really didn't expect that these twenty-one purses would almost catch the eggs I had simmered in my house for so long.
I used to sell wallets, but only one or two pennies.
An Xiaojiu pulled out a big smile, "In the future, there will be more and more, I want more tricks."
The previous patterns are simple expressions.
An Xiaojiu decided to think about the Q version of small animals or something, and then buy some better fabrics, and then he could sell one of the eight articles.
Well, by the way, the uncle Pengzhuang sells cloths, and then asks him to buy cloths from him. He can't be wrong and won't be cheated.
"Then I will go first. My mother must be waiting for me to make dinner." Li Xiaowan packed the money and said happily.
"Go, go, you leave me to calculate how much money I make." An Xiaojiu joked.
"You have a small money basket." Li Xiaowan sneered and left.
After all, the family is still waiting for themselves, and Li Xiaowan is very anxious to tell the family what they have earned here.
From this moment on, Li Xiaowan felt that he could make money with Xiaojiu.
After Li Xiaowan left, Qing Niang took the initiative to stand up, "I'll cook."
"I'll go too, Xiaojiu. Settle your own accounts, and say it when you come back to eat." An Xiaoqi also went down from the hoe.
Just let Qingniang cook for herself, as if their sister and Qingniang are somewhat separated.
And the most important thing is that Qingniang is an elder. How can Qingniang cook? Why are they waiting to eat?
However, An Xiaoqi really wanted to know how much he had sold, so he left Xiao Jiu here to settle the bill.
Qing Niang heard a glance at An Xiaoqi, but did not object, "OK."
It's just the corner of the eye, slightly moist.
She is not a puppet, and she naturally notices the respect of the sisters An An Qi An Xiao Jiu.
This feeling of being treated as a loved one slightly warmed Qingniang's heart.
Thinking of treating the sisters Xiao and Yang, they could not help cursing in their hearts.
There will be retribution for treating the two sisters this way.
God, all look at it.
auzw.com "Then Aunt Qing and my sister, I will be lazy." An Xiaojiu gave a sweet big smile.
She really wanted to know how much money she made.
"You're a ghost."
An Xiaojiu poured out the money in the money jar and piled a few small piles on the stack.
Although the small piles were piled up with copper plates, An Xiaojiu was still smiling with a smile.
"that's nice……"
After rejoicing, he started counting money.
An Xiaojiu finally felt the feeling of sour hands counting money.
Not too much money, but this copper plate is too much trouble ...
"Tomorrow has to be replaced with silver ..." An Xiaojiu couldn't help thinking.
So many copper plates are not convenient.
When it was time for dinner, even Rong'an was a little bit stunned, even before falling asleep after eating.
So only Rong Jing and Uncle Rong came to eat.
After eating, Uncle Rong went back. Although it was close to him, he left a child at home, and Rong Rong was still uneasy.
Listening to these accounts, it's enough to keep one.
They didn't believe An Xiaojiu, they just walked through the form.
"A total of 3,872 pieces of money were sold." An Xiaojiu's eyeballs slumped and a number that surprised everyone.
Why are your hands sour?
These three thousand and eighty-seven essays are figures that she determined after counting three times. Can you say it's not sour?
Qing Niang exclaimed, "How much?"
Although they kept doing this in the back, they didn't expect to have so much money.
It's almost four or two dollars.
In the village, one household may not be able to earn a dozen or so silver at the beginning of the year.
This day's income has caught up with the income of ordinary people in the village for half a year. How can we not be surprised?
"It's not a cost yet." Although An Xiaoqi was a little surprised, he still kept his mind and knew that this was not a net profit.
"Yes, it hasn't counted the cost yet. Except for those twenty texts, and the money to buy glutinous rice and other things are all costs. Brother Rong, how much did those things cost later, did Rong tell you?
An Xiaoji asked.
Later, I was too busy, everything was bought by Mr. Rong.
Rong Jingtiao nodded and said everything he bought, "... It took a total of 480 texts."
"The cost adds up to five hundred wen, and the net profit is three thousand three hundred and seventy two wen!" An Xiaojiu's voice was slightly agitated.
This is the first time she has seen so much money in ancient times. The main thing is that with this money, she has the capital, and slowly can double it!
"The money……"
"and many more,"
"Little nine ..."
An Xiaojiu's words just started, and Rong Jing and Qing Niang interrupted An Xiaojiu's words in unison, then stopped looking at each other.
"Well, Brother Rong, Aunt Qing, what do you want to say?" An Xiaojiu laughed, covering her mouth.
Actually so tacit.
As soon as his eyes turned, An Xiaojiu guessed what the two men were going to say.
"Rong Jing, you say it." Qing Niang glanced at Rong Jing.
Rong scenic spot nodded and said: "It's such a small nine, this shit, we didn't have any help, we can't divide it. Just give us each labor money, twenty yuan for each person."
This price is already high enough.