I went to a small fishing village, and in a blink of an eye, I arrived on the sixth day of the new year.

The Song family went to the room.

Old man Song, Zhou sat on the kang, on the kang table, and placed a letter.

It was brought back by Song Huiying.

"Huiying, I'm not coming back this year......" Zhou sighed lowly, with worry in his eyes, "I don't know what happened to her, why won't she come back this year......"

Song Huiying is considered to be married far away, and she only comes back once a year, but if she can't see her this time, she will have to wait until next year.

Zhou's thinking of the girl was heartbroken, and his mood was also depressed.

"Milk, what did my aunt say?" Song Qingyuan asked.

Zhou raised his head, "Your aunt said that there is something at home and she can't do without it, so she won't come back this year." ”

"Mother. Since Hui Ying doesn't come back, let's find someone to send a message about his father's promotion. Song Chengli said innocently, "Let's also make Huiying happy, happy." ”

"That's exactly how it should be!" Song Chengzhong nodded, "The matter of Dad's promotion must be notified to the other side, firstly, to make Huiying happy, and secondly, to deter the old Zheng family." ”

"Don't think that our family is far away, so you bullied Hui Ying."

"Yes!" Song Chengyi slapped his thigh, rolled up his sleeves, and shouted, "We have to tell the old Zheng family that our family is an official, and let them know that our Song family is powerful." ”

"Then I can hold our family Huiying!"

"If it's not far away, as long as my father walks around there in his official uniform, he will scare the people of the old Zheng family." Song Chengyi said coaxingly.

Old Man Song couldn't help but scratch it and criticized, "What a person, he hasn't been in shape yet, the more he talks about it, the more wrong it is!" ”

"What you hold and don't touch, live a good life, it's better than anything else." Old Man Song taught a lesson.

Zhou was not happy, "What's wrong with holding our family Huiying, you are an official, and our family Huiying is also an official lady, why can't you hold it." ”

"Our family Huiying married the old Zheng family, how much bargain they picked up." Zhou's Nunu mouth.

Old Man Song was speechless.

Tell this old woman, he can't tell.

He is an official from the ninth grade, he is okay in Yulin County, but out of Yulin County, he is not good!

Old Man Song waved his hand, "Third child, go to the study, bring the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, let's reply to Huiying, and tell me everything about the family." ”

"Hey!" Song Cheng responded.

After a while, I brought a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

Zhou said that the old man Song wrote, and after he finished writing, Song Chengli sent it to the town and found someone to bring it to Song Huiying.

............

East Courtyard, North Wing.

Song Qingyuan sat on the sofa, opened the money box, and counted the silver tickets one by one.

Dried sausages, soaps, soaps, dried sweet potatoes, toys, restaurants, ready-to-wear stores, and finally the roast duck shop.

The profit of these shops is more than 2,500 taels in total.

Among them, the most profitable is still the ready-to-wear store.

Light duvets, furs, woolen products, her share is more than 1,000 taels.

In the future, some will be launched one after another, and other products will have a very considerable annual profit.

Two thousand five hundred taels!

Song Qingyuan looked at the silver ticket on the coffee table and thought thoughtfully.

"Which one should you do first?" Song Qingyuan muttered softly.

The shops under her name, except for the natural residence, are all rented.

This is definitely not possible, and you will need to buy your own store in the future.

It is best to arrange all the Song Kee stores together and manage them in a unified manner.

But in the county and in the town, there is no such suitable place to buy it for her.

As for the workshop, Song Qingyuan's plan was to move the dry intestines over.

Under construction one, slaughterhouse.

Kill the chicken! Kill the ducks! Kill the pigs!

Kill pigs, pork to make dry intestines, pig heads, pig trotters, pig hearts, etc. to make mature food, pork ribs and big bones are sent to the natural house to make a stupid pot stew.

In this way, a pig can be fully utilized, which directly saves expenses.

Kill the chicken, the chicken offal is used for barbecue, and the chicken is made into chicken balls.

Kill the duck, the duck is used as a roast duck, and the duck down is made into a duvet.

In this way, there must be a large number of chickens, ducks and pigs.

"Smack!" Song Qingyuan closed the money box and entered the West Cross Courtyard.

............

West across the precincts.

"Third aunt!" Song Qingyuan knocked on the door of the third room.

Ye Shi raised his head, "Yuan'er is here, come in and sit." ”

Putting down the egg in his hand, Ye Shi took a fart pad, "Yuan'er sits here, it's too hot on the kang." ”

Song Qingyuan took the fart pad, put it on the edge of the kang, sat down, and swept his eyes, the kang in the third room was densely packed with eggs.

The eggs are covered with a layer of bedding.

At this time, a crack was opened, Song Qingrong,

The day before yesterday, Ye bought a hundred eggs, and asked Zhou how to hatch chicks, and then, under the urging of Song Qingmo, all the hundred eggs were hatched.

"Third aunt, let's hatch more." Song Qingyuan suggested.

"This ......" Ye hesitated, "A hundred chicks is a lot, if there are more......"

Song Qingyuan shook his head, "Not much!" It's too little! ”

"Third aunt, I plan to open a slaughterhouse......" Song Qingyuan said the plan.

Ye was shocked.

Shocked, he forgot his words and could only look at it in a daze.

How many chickens, ducks, and pigs do you need for a slaughterhouse! Yip couldn't have imagined.

"Slaughterhouse?" Song Qingmo exclaimed, with excitement on her face.

She was also shocked, but her shock was different from Ye's.

"Yuan'er, your chickens, ducks and pigs, I have supplied them." Song Qingmo swore and said.

Song Qingyuan smiled.

It's still this little girl who is refreshing.

Ye, Song Chengli is old, and he is also less courageous, and he does not have the fearless momentum of a young man.

"Good!" Song Qingyuan nodded, "In the future, my chickens, ducks and pigs will ......be supplied by you here."

"However, if it were just that, it wouldn't be enough for me for a month!" Song Qingyuan blinked, with a playful look, "My slaughterhouse is in danger of being shut down at any time~"

Hearing Song Qingyuan's words, Song Qingmo fell into deep thought.

Time passed little by little, and after a long time, Song Qingmo raised her head, her face full of seriousness, "How many chickens and ducks do you need in a month?" ”

Chickens and ducks are raised quickly, it only takes four or five months, and it takes a year for pigs to grow, so there is no way to supply them for the time being, Song Qingmo regretted slightly.

Soon, cheering up again, she raised it first, and a year later it was the same in the supply.

"I'm going to think about it......" Song Qingyuan quickly calculated.

A chicken can probably be made into a pound and a half of chicken balls, which can be made into skewers, or can be sold directly, or even supplied to other restaurants and restaurants.

So......

"I need at least 10 chickens a day, and maybe ......more in the future," Song Qingyuan said.

Ten chickens make chicken balls, and two natural dwellings are supplied, which is almost just right.

If chicken balls are sold alone in the future, or supplied to other restaurants, this number will rise rapidly.

"As for the duck ......," Song Qingyuan calculated, "about thirty bases a day, and there is no cap." ”

"This, this is too much......" Ye had a timid look in his eyes.

"If you need 30 a day, that's 900 a month......"

"Four months is ......"

Three thousand six hundred!

The calculated number startled the Ye family, impossible, impossible.