After time travel, my best friend and I exchanged supplies and became a rich woman

Thanks to the detailed introduction from the cloth shop owner, Chen Dongyue, who had finished buying cotton, quickly found Qiao Niang Embroidery Studio in an alley.

This embroidery workshop is a small courtyard with two main rooms and a small wing in the east and west.

There were not many embroiderers inside. Chen Dongyue glanced at it and estimated that there were only three or four people inside.

After hearing Chen Dongyue's intention, the lady boss of the embroidery shop smiled and took her around several embroidery girls.

"Look at the things we have here. Although they are not as exquisite as those in Fucheng, the embroidered Baoxiang flowers, lotuses, lotus flowers, gourds and other patterns are also brought from Fucheng.

Moreover, we embroiderers have all been learning embroidery skills since childhood. Although our embroidery skills are not as good as those in government-run embroidery workshops, the stitches we make are very dense and we will never be lazy or slippery. "

Although Chen Dongyue doesn't know how to embroider, she saw that the purse sachets and strings that the landlady took out were indeed very delicate.

She inquired about the price and learned that ordinary style sachets cost about ten yuan each. After that, she asked for twenty samples and said that if they sold well, she would come here to get them next time.

Before leaving, Chen Dongyue asked one more question, "If this thing sells well, there may be customized styles by then. I wonder if you can embroider it here?"

The proprietress of the embroidery shop calls herself Qiao Niang. When she heard Chen Dongyue ask this question, she smiled and replied: "As long as your distinguished guest comes up with the pattern, we can embroider here.

It just takes some time to customize. One of our embroiderers can only embroider four or five bags a day. If you need something urgently and have a lot of things, you have to tell us in advance. "

Regarding the embroiderer's ability, Chen Dongyue instantly admired her.

A person can actually embroider four or five purses in a day. If she had to put it in her hands, she might not be able to finish one in four or five days.

However, thinking that the sales volume of this thing might not be tens of thousands, Chen Dongyue didn't take Qiao Niang's words too seriously. She casually said that she understood and returned to the inn.

When they arrived at Deyi Station, all the food from the grain store had been delivered. Seeing that it was already getting late, Chen Dongyue asked the waiter to help load the food quickly, and she was ready to rush back as soon as possible.

But after just two steps away from Song Dezhu, Chen Dongyue thought of something again.

"Second Brother!" She turned around and called to the inn boy who was about to go back, "Do you have chickens in your inn?"

"Yes," the waiter happily greeted him again, "Our braised young rooster, braised old hen, and stir-fried baby chicken are all very good. Which one do you want?"

Chen Dongyue said without thinking: "Give me two live chickens."

When the waiter heard this sentence, his first reaction was that this woman is indeed extraordinary, she eats living animals!

But then I thought about it and my brain worked again, "Oh~~ Are you planning to take it home and make it yourself?"

"Yes~" Chen Dongyue nodded, not wanting to explain more.

In fact, the two live chickens Chen Dongyue used were used as a cover for the eggs.

Otherwise, she keeps pulling out eggs out of thin air with no explanation, which is always bad.

She can't hold her neck and say that she laid the egg herself, right?

Although she didn't dare to say this, someone had to believe her words!

Buy two hens, regardless of whether they can lay eggs. Anyway, Chen Dongyue thinks that her eggs can have a source.

Seeing that Chen Dongyue didn't want to say anything, the waiter didn't ask any more questions. He quickly grabbed two live chickens from the kitchen and asked Chen Dongyue for a hundred pence.

This is the money he made from selling a live chicken for vegetables.

If it weren't for the bad weather, the market would have been deserted, and Chen Dongyue wouldn't have paid for this wasted money today.

But... forget it, it's getting gloomier and gloomier today, it's more serious to go back early.

So after paying for two chickens and buying three liang of bean paste, Chen Dongyue hurriedly drove Song Dezhu home.

Halfway through the journey, the snow became heavier and heavier.

There was more and more snow on the ground, and Song Dezhu carried a lot of food today. He walked several sections of the mountain road with one foot in and one foot out.

Chen Dongyue was so frightened that she even cursed FXXK.

If she hadn't been strong enough, Song Dezhu would have almost slipped down the mountain several times.

Although there are not many mountain roads along the way to Qingshan Village, and they are not too steep, you will not necessarily die on the spot if you fall.

But thinking that the food on the oxcart would be scattered at that time, Chen Dongyue also fought for her life and used all her strength to let the adrenaline in her body burst out several times, thus saving Song Dezhu several times.

When Chen Dongyue finally brought Song Dezhu back, she felt her waist hurt. She told Song Dezhu that her adrenal glands seemed to be about to explode.

Although she didn't know where her thing was, she didn't care, it was going to explode anyway.

Poor Song Dezhu can't speak. If he could speak, he would definitely cry and complain that his cow's tail was almost pulled off by Chen Dongyue! ! !

All in all, it’s a tough journey for one person and one cow.

When Chen Dongyue returned to Qingshan Village, Bangzi had already played three shifts.

When she arrived at the entrance of the village, she saw a vague figure in the distance. After seeing the bullock cart, the figure ran to Chen Dongyue.

"Song Yang?" After seeing the person clearly, Chen Dongyue was very surprised, "It's the middle of the night and it's snowing so heavily. What are you doing here?"

"I told you I would go, but you didn't listen. You came back so late and thought you had gone to the bottom of the mountain!!"

Song Yang said this to Song Dezhu.

Chen Dongyue spoke seriously, "What's wrong? If it weren't for me, Song Dezhu would have rolled down the mountain four or five times today."

Song Yang was so angry that he hit Song Dezhu and said, "I told you to show off! Next time the weather is bad, don't go out. Let's go home."

Seeing this, Chen Dongyue also gave Song Dezhu a headache, "Did you hear what Song Yang said!!"

Song Dezhu:? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

........

Back home, Song Yun, who had been waiting for a long time, quickly handed Chen Dongyue a glass of ginger water.

While Song Haopo was taking off Chen Dongyue's raincoat, she looked at the large cart of grain and felt worried, "Dongyue... why did you buy so much grain again?

Our family doesn't have that much money...why did we buy chickens? !

Chickens don't lay eggs in this winter. Isn't this a waste of food? "

"Oh?!" Chen Dongyue heard for the first time that chickens don't lay eggs in winter, but she rolled her eyes and had her own explanation, "The person selling this chicken said that this chicken comes from... .They come from Ningguta and are not afraid of the cold. The more winter they have, the more eggs they lay."

"What kind of place is Ninggu Pagoda?" Song Haopo had never left Renyi County in her life and knew basically nothing about the outside world.

Although he thought it was ridiculous, Song Yang, who did not dare to scold his sister-in-law, explained to his mother: "Ning Guta is the place where prisoners are distributed. It is very cold there and it is winter for most of the year.

but! ! ! ! Although there is such a place, I have never heard that the chickens there are any different. "

Chen Dongyue chuckled, "Didn't you see it now? The chicken seller said that if the chicken can't lay eggs, he will pay me double the money."

After saying that, she took the chicken off the oxcart and seemed to mutter to herself: "Chickens, you will be members of the old Song family from now on. The one with the big comb will be called Song Zhiming, if you have a small comb, your name will be Song Chunjiao."

........"Sister-in-law......Maybe that chicken with the big comb is a rooster?" Song Yun looked at Chen Dongyue with a confused look on her face.

"Impossible. The chicken seller said that this chicken is...a girl with a male look. It is just a hen. If you don't believe me, you will know tomorrow morning if she can lay eggs."

In fact, Chen Dongyue knew that the broken chicken was a male. She had already discovered the problem when she was halfway there.

When she bought chickens before, Chen Dongyue didn't pay attention to the male and female of the chickens because she was in a hurry to get back.

After all, in the city where she lived before, it was not allowed to buy or sell live poultry at all, and the chickens and ducks she saw were all killed in the freezer.

Therefore, Chen Dongyue was not very sensitive to the male and female of chickens.

After all, in her subconscious mind, chickens only have the concept of dead chickens. So when she bought chickens from others, she never thought about the gender of the chickens.

However, when the bullock cart almost slid down the mountain for the first time, the rooster, that is, Song Zhiming, suddenly croaked "ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh".

Seeing that the chicken was about to fall out of the cart, Chen Dongyue got anxious and grabbed Song Zhiming's neck, narrowly catching the two chickens tied together.

After that, Chen Dongyue took a closer look at Zhiming and Chunjiao, and found that they were not of the same gender.

Fortunately, it's not a big problem.

She can still talk nonsense.

She had thought about it all the way. After the pinch just now, Song Zhiming had basically been pinched to the point of being unable to come out. As long as it stopped barking, Chen Dongyue could hold her neck and say that this chicken is just a hen. .

As for why they are not said to be one male and one female...because if you want to eat more eggs, one more hen is definitely more useful than one more rooster.

Ah, now that the matter is over, she insists that Zhiming is a hen, what else can others say?

The rest of the Song family also gave up arguing with her. Facts speak louder than words. If this chicken could lay eggs, Song Yang decided to take Chen Dongyue's surname from now on.

After Chen Dongyue had placed the two chickens, she asked Song Yang and the others to help unload a car full of things in her bedroom.

After a while.

Looking at the room full of grain, Song Haopo trembled her lips and asked again: "Dongyue, we bought so much grain and cotton, do we have no money left?"

When I went out just now, I had promised to beg for half a tael of silver. Now I saw that there was so much more food... The old lady guessed that the half tael of silver was gone. There are still five or six taels to be posted on the outside!

Although Song Yang and Song Yun were panting heavily from exhaustion and unable to speak, they looked at Chen Dongyue with a hint of questioning.

It's time to give them an explanation.

"Ahem," Chen Dongyue cleared her throat and whispered: "While Li Xiucai and Xiaomi are not here, I will talk to you.

This money... didn't come from me, but from another source. "

The three of them were all shocked, thinking that Chen Dongyue had... robbed someone else on the way, right? !