Fate of the Stupid Son Chapter 136

As Elder Song thought so, so naturally did the rest of the Song family.

Grandma Song was the first to agree, “Yue’er is right, give up the small end to get the big end, we won’t lose out.”

Master Song also agreed, “Yes, if the people in the village get a good deal, they will naturally stop thinking about us going to the workshop, and there will be less trouble afterwards.”

“Even so, you shouldn’t have acted without permission, you should have spoken to your family in advance.” Even though she felt that Song Wangyue was right, Xu scolded her softly, she found that Song Wangyue was becoming more and more thoughtful. If she didn’t speak to her, she might “do” something big in the future.

Song Wangyue smiled and took her arm, “I know, I’ll tell you in advance if there’s anything else.”

“You ……”

Looking at it so well behaved, Xu couldn’t say more scolding words, and reached out her hand to nod her nose tip in a doting manner.

Song Lin looked at the eyes, his daughter when she was young he often did this, now that she was older and not pampered with him, he did not even have the opportunity to do so.

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The company’s main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to the public. The actual fact is that you can find a lot of people who have been in the marketplace for a long time.

No matter who they met or who came to the house, the Song family received them warmly, saying that they went to the Gu family to do delicate work and that the Gu family did not recruit many people and used their own relatives.

Soon their story spread through the village and those who were thinking of going to work for the Gu family through them gave up.

When Song Simu’s day off came, he went to help at the cold skin stall early in the morning, carrying his book basket and a change of clothes, and worked until the stall was closed before returning in the ox cart.

Song Shu told him about the family’s visit to the Gu family’s workshop to make herbal tea, and also about his desire to hang fields for the village people for free.

Song Si, after listening, agreed, “Little sister is right, even if the family does not go to make herbal tea, the village people hanging fields we can not charge money, the village people themselves are not easy, we can help a little is a little.”

“Right, there is one more thing, Yue’er said that when you go to the capital to catch the exam, she and young master Gu will accompany you and sell the mint oil by the way.”

When she mentioned peppermint oil, Song Shu was excited, and without waiting for Song Si to speak, she added, “You know, Yue’er said that those peppermint oils made at home can sell for quite a lot of silver.”

Hearing him say that Song Wan Yue and Gu Yi were going with him to the capital city, Song Si’s brow furrowed slightly. When she heard that she wasn’t going to follow them for fun, but to sell peppermint oil, her frown didn’t dare to loosen up, but wrinkled even tighter. How could they sell peppermint oil for money when they didn’t even know what it was used for?

“What’s wrong?”

Liu Cui Lan sat close to him and saw his tight frown, thought he was unwell and asked nervously.

“Did grandparents and eldest uncle and aunt promise?”

“Agreed, Yue’er said we’ll cover all the expenses including Young Master Gu’s.”

Yue’er had more than a hundred taels of silver in her hand Song Si knew, and with that silver plus the daily income from the sale of cold skins and the income from the herbal tea in the tavern, within three months she would be able to gather three hundred taels of silver to redeem the Gu family’s bracelet. But if she really spent it on a trip to the capital, what would she do to redeem the bracelet?

The first thing you need to do is to take a look at the bracelet.

“Si’er, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing, let’s talk about it at home.”

Song Shu and Liu Cui Lan looked at each other, raised their whips to hurry the ox cart up a bit, and when they reached home, the few people from Song’s old family had not yet gone to the workshop.

Song Shen ran out to carry the book basket inside, Song Si got off the ox cart and after entering the house and calling out to people one by one, he walked up to Song Wan Yue, “Little sister, follow me into the house, big brother has something to say to you.”

Seeing his serious look, Song Wan Yue quietly looked at Liu Cui Lan and asked with her eyes what was going on.

When Song Wan Yue entered the house, Song Si closed the door behind him and sat her on the chair where he used to read, “Big brother asked you, how sure are you that the mint oil can be sold for money?”

Song Wangyue held out a small hand.

Song Si looked serious, “For what you do, big brother does not interfere, but going to the capital city will cost a lot of silver, in case you spend the little silver in your hand but do not earn back the money, how to redeem the Gu family’s hand ……”

Didn’t wait for him to finish, Song Wan Yue stretched out another small hand smiling and waved it in front of his eyes, “Ten percent.”

Song Si froze for a moment, “Are you sure?”

“Of course I’m sure, big brother, peppermint oil not only repels mosquitoes and insects, but also refreshes the mind, it’s the most popular thing among students, I’m going to the capital this time, I’m also mainly selling it to the students who are rushing to the exams.”

Song Si was still a bit unconvinced, he had been reading for many years and had never heard of such a good thing.

Song Wan Yue stood up and walked outside, “Big brother come with me, you’ll know after you use it.”

Song Si followed her out and came to the altar containing the mint oil.

Song Shen, who had followed her, hastily covered her nose, and Song Si’s brow furrowed slightly.

“Second brother, go and bring over the new wooden spoon my father made.”

Song Shen ran over and brought it, standing two steps away and handing the wooden spoon over from a distance, “Here.”

Song Wangyue took it, stuck the wooden spoon in, scooped out a small amount and held it up in front of Song Si, “Big brother, use your finger to dab a little bit and wipe it on your temples.”

Song Si did as he was told, stretched out his right hand and dabbed a little, gently wiping it onto his right temple – a cool, comforting sensation immediately came over him.

He froze for a moment, then quickly dabbed a little onto his left temple, and his brain, which had been somewhat confused by the sun, immediately cleared up.

His eyes widened incredulously, “This ……”

“How’s that? Is it refreshing?”

Song Si was too surprised to say anything.

Even with a lunch break in the hot weather, she was still drowsy in the afternoon, and even if she could hold on to her strength to listen to the teacher’s lecture, she could not listen much.

“Second brother, you try it.”

Song Shen didn’t want to try it, the smell was so bad, wouldn’t it smell even worse on his face?

But Song Si asked him to try it and he didn’t dare not try it, so he reluctantly took one small step at a time and dabbed a little with his little finger, hesitantly wiping it on his temple.

The moment he finished wiping, his eyes snapped open, he looked at his hand in disbelief, then at the peppermint oil in the wooden spoon, switched to his thumb, pressed the whole thing into the wooden spoon, dipped a lot of it out, and tried to touch it to his temple.

“You won’t be able to stand it if you dab too much.”

Song Wangyue warned.