Siheyuan: I Actually Crossed into a Stick

Qin Huairu, who was immersed in joy, was stunned when she heard the labor fee. Yesterday, she said that it was at least 3 yuan, but today it has risen by 2 yuan, which is a lot.

And he still has two daughters, so the labor fee will be 10 yuan after this trip.

It's only been there for a morning or so. According to what my son said just now, the filming will soon be over.

If you know that you are in the workshop and have been busy all morning, it may only be about 5 cents.

"Yeah! I'll be Xiao Huai Hua for Xiao, and they're pretending."

Jia Teng nodded, he couldn't hide it.

When he came back on the bus, he said that he would give Qin Jingru a part, but she disagreed, so she didn't force it.

Wow!

The aunts and aunts couldn't help but let out a surprised voice.

5 yuan is a lot, and the monthly food cost of a child in a family is only about 5 yuan.

These two little cuties, such little people, made 10 yuan in one morning.

They all said, "Huairu, you have to take good care of it."

"Yes, what does the child know!"

"Well, maybe it's a mess, why don't you buy some flour and make it into white flour steamed buns to eat."

"Yes, 10 yuan can buy three catties of flour in the black market."

"Yeah." Qin Huairu thought so too, and couldn't help but nodded.

When Jia Geng saw his mother, he immediately turned his head and looked at his two daughters, obviously thinking of taking the 10 yuan as his own.

Immediately he said, "Mom, be careful!"

"Uh? ! "

Qin Huairu was stunned for a moment, and then realized that so many people were watching.

It's not very good for me to directly take my daughter's money. My daughter finally got so much money, and she definitely won't give it to herself easily, and she is still in front of so many people.

Don't look down on being a little sophora japonica, but she also needs to give her two daughters some face.

When the people leave, ask the two daughters again.

So, she touched her daughter's little face.

"My good daughter, she's amazing!"

Xiaodang suddenly remembered something and said with a smile, "Mom, you don't know, when I was filming, I had to smear flour on my hands and face."

Xiao Huaihua also remembered it, and thought it was very funny, and told her mother with a smile: "Yes, I also applied flour.

"what? "

Qin Huairu was a little stunned when she heard it. She looked at her two giggling daughters and asked her son, "Put flour on your face?"

"Ah? Is filming so wasteful?"

"Yeah, it's too wasteful to put flour on your face? Do you still buckle it from your face to make buns after filming?"

"No way? "

At this time, Mrs. Jia Zhang brought a plate of poached eggs from the kitchen, and when he heard what everyone said, he also asked in amazement, "Put flour on your face?

"Mom, grandma, it's not flour, it's white powder, it's made of glutinous rice. The kind of white foundation that Peking Opera actors put on their faces." Jia Geng heard that it was said that they were buttoned down to make buns, and he felt that the buns he just ate were not fragrant. .

"740 is right, don't talk nonsense, plastering flour is a waste of food, and TV stations won't do such excessive things!" Qin Jingru quickly corrected, after all, she had been to the scene and had seen it before, so nothing can be messed up. talk.

"Oh, I see!"

Qin Huairu nodded, the two little guys said it was okay, but adults can't say that.

"Long experience!"

The aunts and aunts around also understand, and they feel that they don't know how to do it, but they don't know.

Chapter [-] Go to the black market to try your luck (for subscription)

"It's delicious!"

The aunts and aunts onlookers watched the Qin family eat so well.

There are poached eggs, white bread steamed buns, steamed buns, and wowotou.

They are very envious. Although most of them have eaten, they are not full after all.

At this time, the aroma of poached eggs wafted in, making the audience feel hungry again.

"Mom, I'm full, I'm going to study!"

Jia Tereng ate several steamed buns, but he was very full and his stomach was bulging.

"Hmm. Go!"

Qin Huairu nodded.

Jia Tereng looked at the aunt who was still watching, nodded and smiled.

Everyone also understands, and automatically gives up a way.

"Jingru, how did the filming take place?"

Qin Huairu asked as she watched her son go out.

My son was still eating just now, thinking about asking him after eating.

But now that my son has gone to study, I have to ask Qin Jingru.

Qin Jingru became excited immediately, and stopped eating the steamed buns, and immediately said:

"That's so interesting, that actress's face..."

Jia Terri thought about going to He Yu's room to review it.

But as soon as I went out, I saw my bicycle, and I thought of TV and TV tickets in my mind.

Thinking of going to the black market to try my luck and see if anyone sells it.

Without hesitation, he pushed the car out of the courtyard.

It is now 12:[-] noon, and there are not many people in the black market.

Came to the back mountain first.

With a bike, it's less than a 10-minute ride away.

I checked the rabbit nest dug yesterday, but unfortunately, there are only 2 rabbits of about 2 pounds, not as much harvest as before.

There are no baby bunnies. It seems that the rabbits in this area are really almost finished by themselves.

But it's nothing, after all, I might go to school later.

I don’t have much time to come here, so I can only have two if I can.

better than nothing.

Put it in the space, continue to organize the rabbit nest, and put some feed and green grass.

Come and see it when you have time, it's the best if you have a harvest.

After everything was done, I rode a bicycle to the black market of Chaoyang Market.

Since it was after one o'clock at noon, there were not many people and it was sparse.

While there is still a little traffic, sell Fuqiang Fans, otherwise you will have to go back after an hour or two.

Fuqiang powder is still very popular, but the price has dropped to 3.4 yuan a pound, which is 1 cent cheaper than yesterday.

However, Jia Teng didn't care too much, just sell it as soon as possible according to the market price.

After harvesting a wad of money, I walked around and watched to see if anyone was selling TV tickets.

It is a pity that some farmers bring some sweet potatoes and other coarse grains to sell here.

Naturally, he wouldn't ask the peasants. He didn't have to think about it, how could the peasants have TV tickets.

Moreover, he also inquired with a food stamp dealer.

He was ignored by the food stamp dealer and said, 'If I have a TV ticket, would I come here to exchange food stamps? '

It makes sense, but Jia Terri doesn't know how to answer.

The unwilling Jia Geng went to the department store, but unfortunately the waiter had a bad attitude. When a child asked this, he waved Jia Geng away.

Jia Geng is also helpless, and he can't directly throw out the money to make the waiter shut up.

After all, if you don't have a ticket, you can't buy it even if you have money.

"It was given by my family, and I was asked to buy ginseng, otherwise where would I get so much!

Jia Geng understood at this time that this old man was very simple, and he was afraid that he would spend money indiscriminately.

"Old man, how much are these?"

"One dollar a plant." The old man said, as if he thought it was too expensive, so he said, "9 cents will do."

Jia Geng directly took out another 5 yuan, handed it over and said: T yuan per plant is very suitable, I bought such a big ginseng at the drugstore for more than 1 yuan. "

"That's different. People have dealt with it and can keep it for a long time!"

The old man waved his hand and explained, he knew the inside story, but it was too cheap to sell to a supply and marketing agency.

It's better to try your luck on the black market and sell it for more money.

"〃 Little baby, do you really want it?"

"Yeah! Uncle." Jia Geng nodded, still very fond of this farmer uncle, who had just been scolded by the waiter in the department store.

"Also, you sell it so cheaply, my family will definitely praise me when I buy it back home."

"Okay then!" The old farmer saw that he was really here to buy, so he wrapped 5 ginseng plants and handed them to Jia Geng.

Then he told Jia Geng something about how to deal with ginseng.

"thank you! "

Jia Geng thanked him, suddenly moved in his heart, and asked, "Are you still there? Smaller ones are fine too!"