A single chick is too susceptible to death by the cold. Duohua is worried that she will not have to sleep at night, so she used ink to mark the chick's head, and put the chick with several other chicks together.

When the family was about to go to bed at night, the two hens hatched more than ten chicks 66 times. As expected, except for a few dead eggs without treading water, the remaining twenty eggs will be hatched tomorrow.

Meng was worried that the chicken hatched at night would be stepped on by the hens, so she refused to go back to the room to sleep early. Sang Ye advised him several times and suggested that Zheng Lin be guarded, but Meng was unwilling to do so. It was not until she became angry that she wanted to stay and guard together that Meng went to rest.

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Zheng Lin couldn't sleep with his soft wife, so he felt so depressed. If it weren't for the chickens that were hatched continuously, they would be food for his wife and children in the future, so how could he leave his wife and stay up late to guard the two hens!

Perhaps because he was too resentful, the two hens and the eggs under their wings were particularly good, and they hatched in the middle of the night. Zheng Lin let the hens continue to hatch the remaining dead eggs, put a few chickens with fluffy and wet in the flock, washed his hands, and yawned his wife and fell asleep.

A few days later, Aunt San and others were at their respective homes, teaching people to make tiger-head shoes with their doors closed, and went to Zheng's house every evening to report the professor's situation to Sang Ye. Although Sang Ye clearly stated that he was not in a hurry and asked them to teach slowly and didn't have to come to their homes every day, those people were still like this.

Mulberry Ye couldn't, so they could only let them go. On the eve of the sixth day of the lunar month, most of the more than 30 new people mastered the method of making tiger-head shoes, and the shoes they made met the requirements of entering the market.

What surprised Sang Ye the most was that Zheng Dacheng, the only man who had soles, had ten pairs of small soles in four days. Although the soles were small, it was not easy to take out ten pairs in four days. You should know that the other women who had soles had the fastest ones who had only seven pairs.

Thinking of the mother-in-law's proposal that day, Mang Ye had the idea of ​​asking Zheng Dacheng to give it a try, so he invited: "The people who take the soles and the soles they took will increase. They are all piled up to me and I don't have the energy to count them together. In the future, I will send the soles to your house. You can count them before taking them to me. I will calculate your salary especially. Well, I will first make five hundred coins a month."

It is not difficult to count, but the difficult thing is that this matter is too trivial and easy to make mistakes. Five hundred cents seem to be very high, but it is quite difficult for people who can’t read a big word and have poor calculation ability.

Zheng Dacheng, who had been lowering his head, suddenly raised his head and looked at Sang Ye in shock, almost unable to believe his ears!

He never thought that such good things would fall on his head. You should know that he only paid four cents for a pair of shoes, and an average of two pairs a day was only eight cents, and only two hundred and forty cents a month.

Now, if you spend a little more time, just counting the number of shoes, you can get 500 yuan, which is more than twice as much as the sole of your shoe. How can he not shocked?

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The 6ooo word is presented, you don’t need to live broadcast to eat the keyboard, your life will be saved!

: I didn’t have this kind of daily life for chicks, but I suddenly remembered a stupid thing I did when I was 14 years old. At that time, the old hen at home had just hatched the first chick. Unfortunately, it was late spring and it was very cold that day, so I had to hold the chicks in my palm while reading a book.

Later, I had to squat on the pit, but it was inconvenient to cover the chick, and I didn't know where to put it. I was afraid that it would freeze, so I suddenly had an idea and thought of the fat orange sleeping in the meow nest.

That's right, the stupid author forgot that Meow could eat chickens and stuffed them into Fatty Ju's hot arms. Fatty Ju woke up, glanced at the Chicken with a sleepy look, glanced at me again, and then closed her eyes and fell asleep.
Chapter completed!