Jin Niang

After the eighth year, Jin Niang went to the market to buy New Year's gifts. This was her first New Year, so there was a different meaning to it.

Now that he could make money, it was no longer a pressure for the new year, so he naturally had to take care of it.

This year was a very special New Year for Jin Niang, but wasn't it for Xia Lanqing and Su Moyan as well?

They were still at Xia Liangchun's place last year at that time, and they still had some money in their hands, so their treatment wasn't as terrible as it was in the future.

In less than a year, the change in their hearts had been too unpredictable. They had been filled with expectation for their family, but now, they had become disheartened. Only they themselves could understand what they were feeling.

Su Mo Yan's experience was even deeper than Xia Lanqing's. He thought that his studies would be suspended, but he didn't expect that after unintentionally being kind, he actually brought back a treasure.

If not for Jin Niang who had been thinking of ways to earn money, perhaps he would be worrying about money right now. Not to mention being able to go to school without worries, even paying for her mother's expensive medical fees was a problem.

Regardless of whether they were willing to admit it or not, what Jin Niang had truly brought them was tangible benefits, and it was she who had supported their entire family!

Jin Niang was only seven years old this year, but a seven-year-old little girl was actually able to shelter them from wind and rain.

Was it because he was too useless or was Jin Niang too heaven defying?

Looking at the things that the other children had done, then looking at Jin Niang, could it really be that the children of the poor had taken charge early?

Jin Niang, who didn't know what Su Moyan was thinking, was still making a list by the side. She recorded down everything she wanted to buy and asked a few questions from time to time.

Actually, Su Moyan was unable to give her any suggestions. This was also the first time he had relied on himself to arrange these things.

"Do you want me to ask Old Lady Liu?" Jin Niang bit his pen and said.

Su Moyan couldn't help but frown when she saw her movements. What kind of illness was this? Why do you always like to bite the pen handle?

He stretched out his hand and took out the pen holder that she had been biting in her mouth, "Don't bite it with your mouth, it's dirty!"

Jin Niang let go of her lips in shock, "Oh." She was doing it subconsciously, but she didn't know how she managed to bite it.

After Su Moyan took the pen, she answered, "That's fine, we don't understand. You can go ask her what she needs." Xia Lanqing did not understand the situation in the village either.

Right now, he was also on vacation in the Academy, so it was good that he could accompany Jin Niang to get some things.

Jin Niang excitedly went to Old Lady Liu to inquire about the situation and record down what she needed. After seeing that there were no mistakes, she added a new line at the end, "Red paper number several."

Su Moyan looked at her writing. When she saw the last line, she couldn't help but ask curiously, "What do you want the red paper for?"

Jin Niang smiled mysteriously, "You'll know when the time comes." With that, she took the list and went to find Xia Lanqing, and let her see if she could find anything else.

At the end of the year, there were always many people on the streets. After a year of hard work, they always had to reward themselves. At this time, people were always more generous than usual.

Jin Niang first brought Su Mo Yan to see the Spring Festival Gala. She picked up a piece and asked for Su Mo Yan's opinion, "What do you think?"

Su Moyan thought that she wanted to buy it, so she didn't think about it too much. Seeing the auspicious words on it, she nodded and said, "Not bad."

Jin Niang continued to ask: "If I had asked you to write, would you have written better?"

Although he didn't understand why she asked that, Su Moyan still answered honestly, "Sure." He had the confidence.

The couplets in the market were quite simple. They were only a little more organized compared to each other. If one were to speak of it properly, there was really not much that stood out.

After hearing this, Jin Niang felt reassured. She put down the couplet she was reading and then pulled Su Mo Yan to buy the red paper.

Only when they arrived at the stall selling red paper did Su Mo Yan react. "You want me to write our family's couplets?" He was somewhat surprised.

As expected, Jin Niang nodded her head, but then gave him a sentence that surprised him: "Not only us, you can even write one and sell it at the market."

"Me?" he asked, pointing to himself.

Jin Niang nodded as a matter of fact, "Could it be that you want me to write it? I don't mind, but I'm just afraid that others will mind! " How could she show her dog crawl character?

Su Moyan: "…" But I haven't written it either! " He was no longer confident.

"You saw it just now. Those who take them out to sell must be much better than you. You also said that what you can write is better than that, so what are you worried about right now?"

Su Moyan: "…" She finally understood what she was doing just now, but it really wasn't going to be that easy.

Jin Niang stretched out her hand to pat his shoulder, but discovered that she was unable to reach it. She could only give up and casually retract her hand, before saying: "I think highly of you, don't be so nervous!"

Su Mo Yan saw all of her movements. He wanted to laugh, but he thought that Jin Niang was doing it to comfort him, and felt that it wouldn't be good if she laughed, so she held it in.

He endured it until it was a little difficult, then the expression on his face began to distort.

Thinking that he was nervous, Jin Niang comforted him, "It's alright, let's go back and try. If it's possible, I'll sell it.

After thinking for a moment, he added, "It doesn't matter if he writes too much. At most, he'll just give it to someone. No one is willing to pay for it, but no one wants to give it to someone else?"

Su Moyan: "…" What he said made sense, and he was actually at a loss for words!

So they bought some red paper, then went to buy a paper cutting tool, and finally loaded it into the wagon with the New Year's goods they had bought.

When she went back home to talk with Xia Lanqing, she had a face full of agreement, "Yan'er's calligraphy is good, we'll let Yan'er write our Spring Couplet."

At this time, Su Mo Yan asked a rather important question, "How much is a pair of couplets?"

Jin Niang: "It's not the same. There's one coin, there's two coins, and of course there's one set, it depends on the quality."

Su Moyan asked, "Then how much can I sell it for?"

Jin Niang:... Seeing that he was speechless, how could she explain this?

After a moment of hesitation, Jin Niang organized her own words and said: "Because this is your first time writing, and you are a novice, and are not very famous yet, so, it should, maybe, not too high."

Su Moyan: "…" The reason why he added so many uncertain qualifiers was to tell him that his couplets wouldn't sell for a good price, right?

If it was one tael of silver a piece, how much would it cost to earn one tael of silver? Maybe he wouldn't be able to earn it the whole year before last. Then, looking at Jin Niang, he thought that she could sell it for thirty silver just by figuring out a prescription.

Maybe because his expression was too sorrowful, Jin Niang could not bear to see that happen, so he comforted her: "Don't be discouraged! "No matter how small the mosquito is, it's still not right. If there are too many of them and you can't eat a single fatty in one go, there has to be a process."

Xia Lanqing also nodded from the side, "That's right, Jin Niang only started selling the prawn cake at a price of one gold coin each."

Jin Niang nodded vigorously from the side, "That's right, that's right. Look at me, I can do it, and you can do it too."

Seeing the two of them trying to comfort her, Su Moyan felt a warmth in her heart. She knew that they were only acting like this because they felt uncomfortable, and was also very touched.

Since they had already encouraged him, he would give it a try. He would only know whether he would succeed or not after trying, and he would never know if he didn't try.

Su Moyan's calligraphy was pretty. Although the couple in the couplet couldn't use all of their original creations, because he had read a lot and knew a lot, he still wrote a lot better than others.

As he continued to write, he had a feeling that the more he wrote, the more he followed. When he finished writing the whole piece of red paper, he felt that he was still not done yet.

Picking up the cut couplets, she found them to be not bad, and silently admired them for a while before going to find Jin Niang.

"We'll sell it ourselves?" Only then did he remember a crucial point.

Jin Niang shook his head, "No, we should just directly sell it to the stall that we used to buy red paper from, and then take out red paper and continue writing." How much money does retail make? She still had to get a wholesale.

Although the wholesale price might be a bit lower, it was not able to hold up for long and accumulated quite a bit. Furthermore, he had even freed himself, so he didn't have to work so hard to set up a stall.

Moreover, the Spring Festival Gala's market was only for a few days. If he didn't take advantage of this time to sell it, he wouldn't have the opportunity to do so after.

He didn't need to sell it himself. Su Moyan also let out a sigh of relief in her heart. To be honest, she still couldn't let it go.

Su Mo Yan was not too worried about these things. On the second day, Jin Niang took out the Spring Festival Gala and directly went to look for the stall that sold red paper.

The stall owner didn't take the little girl seriously when he saw her coming over. However, after a while, he realized that the little girl was actually setting up a stall right next to his stall.

Ye Zichen couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, "Are they here to steal business?" Not only was he selling red paper, the Spring Festival Gala was also his main project. Seeing a little girl set up a stall next to his stall, he immediately became discontented.

"Hey, little girl, who told you to sell here?" he asked in an unfriendly tone.

Even though the other party was a child, he had never thought of giving up. After all, business only lasted for a short period of time every year. If he was robbed again, how would he support his family?

Jin Niang looked at him blankly, "Isn't there no one here?" The stalls in the bazaar were all for their own use. The principle of first come first serve was enforced. Whoever arrived earlier would be able to obtain a good position.

The stall owner choked on her innocent expression. There's no one here, but can't you see what I'm selling? Did this little girl really not understand, or was she pretending not to understand?

At this time, Jin Niang seemed to have suddenly regained her senses, "Oh, you're selling couplets too?"

Outlet Owner:... You are all blind in front of me!

In the end, her next sentence made the stall owner feel that she wasn't just blind, because she said: "What a coincidence, I'm also here to sell the couplets!"

The stall owner was filled with the urge to beat him up! Whose naughty kid is this? Why is it so annoying?

What made her even more frustrated was the end result. She looked at the booth owner's couplet, then looked at herself, before proudly saying, "My couplet is better than yours!"

Outlet Owner:... Does anyone else care? Not only did he take over my business in my territory, he even proudly declared that his own was better than the others'. It's rare for him to not get beaten up when he goes out.