Chapter 351: Reaping a Bountiful Harvest

Gu Jin’an listened silently, and finally reminded her, "Aunt Da Gui, your family’s punishment lasts until the end of the month, and yet this month our earnings have not reached your household."

Mrs. Chen’s face turned green when she heard this, and with a loud bang, she slapped the table and roared, "Gu Yumei!"

This time, Gu Yumei had learned to be smart and hid in the kitchen without coming out, but upon hearing Mrs. Chen’s rage, she still shuddered, frightened by the beating.

"Alright, what are you shouting for? In a little over ten days, it will be next month and our family will get our share of the money." Gu Dagui glared at Mrs. Chen displeasedly. On this joyful day, did she really need to scold someone to be happy?

Moreover, if the matter with the Yuan Family goes through, Sister Mei won’t be able to stay at home for long, as she’ll be married off. Shouldn’t we treat her better while she’s still at home?

Mrs. Chen, considering that Gu Yumei behaved well today and didn’t erupt in anger, couldn’t help but ask, "Good Brother An, haven’t three restaurants come to sign contracts with us? I heard that Boss Hu ordered the most ... how come we only earned thirty-three taels of silver today?"

Third Grandma glared at her, "Those three restaurants came for Gu Daya’s house’s marinated products and roast duck, which has nothing to do with us. What, do you also want to take a share of the silver from Daya’s household? Dream on!"

Mrs. Chen twisted her body and said to Third Grandma, "Third Aunt, I didn’t mean anything else, just asking since I knew Boss Hu bought our preserved tofu and seasoning spices."

"You still know about the preserved tofu? That’s a fresh product made by Xiao Yu, and it can be preserved for a long time. Aren’t you satisfied with having that and still covet Daya’s products!" Third Grandma had just complimented Mrs. Chen in front of Mrs. Yuan Rong, and now she wanted to throttle her.

Feeling guilty from Third Grandma’s scolding, Mrs. Chen replied with a forced smile, "Please don’t be angry, Third Aunt, I was just asking casually."

Third Grandma: "I was also just scolding casually."

Mrs. Chen: "..."

Gu Jin’an said: "Boss Hu did buy a lot of our things aside from the marinated products and roast duck; white tofu, dried tofu, fried tofu, preserved tofu, seasoning spices are all included, but he’s not picking up the goods until tomorrow, and we won’t distribute the money until tomorrow either."

Gu Dagui said: "Did you understand that? Good Brother An is the clearest when it comes to accounting. Do we need your chatter?"

After all, today Good Brother An and Brother Xing were together doing the accounts.

Besides, even if the shop earns more money this month, they don’t have a share, so what is Mrs. Chen so eager about?

Gu Jinli, who was sitting aside, then spoke, "Third Grandpa, Third Grandma, dear uncles, and aunts, our families’ days are finally getting better, and I was thinking..."

She intentionally paused for a moment, looking towards Mrs. Chen.

Mrs. Chen, terrified, quickly bowed her head. Good heavens, could Little Xiao Yu be implying that our days are better now and we don’t need her support, and she’s planning to kick us out of the workshop and shop and have her family run the business alone?

Seeing Mrs. Chen’s face turn pale with fear, Jinli finally moved her gaze away with satisfaction and continued, "I was thinking, not everyone needs money every day, so from now on, there’s no need to divide the money daily. It would be more efficient to do it once a month."

It would be troublesome if families came to their house every day to divide money.

Surprisingly, Aunt Tian agreed the most: "We’re all busy from dawn to dusk every day. Calculating and dividing money daily really is troublesome. Saving the time we spend on dividing money at night would allow us to rest earlier and catch a breath."

Moreover, the men and children from these families are learning to read, and every night after dividing the money, they spend time taking classes at the workshop, which is exhausting.

Luo Family also agreed, "Saving some time would be good."

Mrs. Chen, baffled for a moment, finally caught on and called out, "If we’re dividing the money once a month, when will we divide it next month?"

Gu Jinli smiled at her: "Naturally, it’s at the end of the month."

"End of the month! Doesn’t that mean my family won’t get the money until the end of July?" Mrs. Chen felt like dying, she asked Gu Jinli: "Xiao Yu, are you mad at your aunt, so you want to change to end-of-month payments? You’re being so petty, can’t I apologize to make it right? It feels great to distribute money every day..."

Gu Dagui quickly scolded her: "Enough from you. What kind of talk is that? If Xiao Yu was really mad at you, she wouldn’t have let you work on this a long time ago."

Do you think you’re likable?

Mrs. Chen was choked by the comment but said: "We won’t get the money until the end of next month, we’ll have to endure another month of hard times."

Gu Dagui retorted her: "Hard times? Eating grass roots and leaves during the famine were hard times. You eat bean dregs cakes every day, occasionally freeload stewed meat from Sister Daya’s house, how is that called hard times?"

With a thick skin for craving meat, Mrs. Chen would take her two kids to Gu Daya’s house to freeload meat. After eating, she would still take some home, he felt ashamed on her behalf.

Mrs. Chen wisely stopped talking, lest her husband would start discussing her other shameless deeds.

Third Grandma glared at her, and told Gu Daya: "Daya, next time she comes to freeload meat in your house, don’t give it to her. She should suffer some hardship, or else she will get carried away."

Gu Daya nodded in agreement: "Eh."

Gu Dagui feared Mrs. Chen would cause more trouble, hastily asked Gu Jinli: "Xiao Yu, is the money for this month all kept by Third Uncle?"

Gu Jinli glanced toward Third Grandpa.

Third Grandpa said: "I’ll keep it, and we’ll divide it at the end of the month."

He’s old and respected, no family would dispute if the silver was kept with him.

Jin’an continued reporting the accounts: "The accounts for our families have been settled, next are the accounts for braised flavors and roast ducks."

The families, knowing Gu Daya’s family sold a lot of braised flavors and roast ducks today, asked curiously: "Good Brother An, how much did Daya’s family earn today?"

Definitely a lot, today the best sellers were braised flavors and roast ducks.

Gu Jin’an said: "Fatty braised, vegetarian braised, and roast ducks, in total we sold eighty-five taels. After deducting the costs, we made a clear profit of forty-seven taels."

If everything had been sold instead of being used as gifts, they would have made even more, as today at least twenty roast ducks, thirty pounds of fatty braised, and thirty pounds of vegetarian braised were used for reciprocity.

"What? A clear profit of forty-seven taels! Oh my God, that’s a lot of earnings." Envy seeped into Mrs. Chen’s heart, almost begging Gu Jinli to let her family join the braised flavors business, seeing how profitable it was.

The families were also shocked: "That’s some serious earnings, Daya/Sister Daya, your family is on the road to riches."

Gu Daya smiled: "I didn’t expect to earn so much either, but the capital is expensive, half of the earnings are cut."

Third Grandma said: "Indeed, the meat cost is high which is the capital. Not only the capital but one must also rise before dawn to work, repeatedly blowing the duck skin until your lips swell, so don’t be envious, it’s all hard-earned money, and half goes to Dashan’s family."

The families hurriedly said: "Third Aunt, we won’t be jealous, we’re glad for Daya’s family."

"And besides, our factory’s spices are also quite profitable, there’s nothing to envy or be jealous of."