At this moment, other than Wu Zhi and Pan Jinlian, only Brother Yun was left.
This kid was kneading dough in the workshop.
Yun Ge had also worked hard today, Wu Zhi naturally wouldn't treat him badly.
He called Brother Yun over and gave him a heavy string of money.
Brother Yun was a little stunned and couldn't tell what it was for a moment.
"This is 180 wen."”
Brother Yun was dumbfounded. Previously, Wu Zhi had already agreed with him that he would be paid 120 wen a day. Of course, he was quite happy.
This was already considered a high salary.
In the past, Brother Yun sold pears and squatted at the street corner for a day. He could only sell them for 70 to 80 wen.
One had to know that they still had the capital!
Now that Brother Yun was working with Wu Zhi, he was purely earning money!
"Brother Wu, this…I gave you an extra 60 wen."”
Wu Zhi: " You worked overtime today, so you should pay me if you work overtime. This is what you deserve."”
Brother Yun was stunned. Working overtime? This phrase sounded quite fresh.
However, Brother Yun could barely understand what was going on.
He earned 180 wen in a day's work. It was a high salary among high salaries!
Wu Zhi waved his hand,"Hurry up and go back."”
Yun Ge responded and went home happily.
At this time, only Wu Zhi and Pan Jinlian were left.
Although Pan Jinlian felt that Wu Zhi did a good job and was very touched, she still felt a little heartache.
After all, the wages of more than ten people cost nearly three strings of money!
At this moment, Wu Zhi closed the door of the shop and blocked the bolt.
Pan Jinlian was also quite tired. She knocked on her shoulder and said,"Dalang, it's getting late. Rest first. You still have to wake up early tomorrow.”
Wu Zhi smiled and said,"Madam, there's no hurry. Let's count today's income first."”
"Revenue?" Pan Jinlian was stunned.
Wu Zhi took out another drawer from his office. That was the money he had collected today.
This drawer was bigger and deeper. Wu Zhi carried it over.
Pan Jinlian looked inside and was stunned.
It was full of coins and silver coins!
Such a big drawer, and the money was almost popping out. How much money was that!？
Pan Jinlian was at a loss. She felt that it was unreal.
"Da, Da Lang, is this only for today?"”
Wu Zhi nodded,"Just today."”
Pan Jinlian wanted to take it, but…she couldn't move it.
Although Wu Zhi did not look tired, it was also because he had great strength.
Wu Zhi placed the drawer full of money on the table.
Pan Jinlian's shoulders were no longer sore.
Pan Jinlian asked,"Dalang, how much is this?”
"Madam, how many scallion pancakes do you think we sold today?"”
Pan Jinlian thought for a moment and replied,""Should I have five hundred or six hundred?……No, no, there should be more than six hundred…"
Pan Jinlian suddenly widened her eyes.？”
Wu Zhi smiled and patted Pan Jinlian's hand.""Madam, there are more than 1200 scallion pancakes.”
Pan Jinlian widened her eyes in disbelief."…1200? Just for today?"
Wu Zhi nodded,"Today."”
Wu Zhi didn't believe it at first, but when he saw that almost all the flour bags in the warehouse were deflated, he believed it.
The takeout service was too aggressive. In an instant, the sales of the scallion pancakes increased by several times.
The teacup Pan Jinlian was holding in one hand fell to the ground and shattered.
Pan Jinlian didn't seem to notice. She quickly stood up, took out her abacus, and began to pick up the beads.
Wu Zhi was speechless and could only get a broom to clean up the mess.
Based on the calculation of 1200 scallion pancakes, each scallion pancake was 25 wen, which meant…
Pan Jinlian raised her head.”
Wu Zhi replied while sweeping,"Ah?"
"Yes, yes, it's thirty thousand wen!"”
Wu Zhi smiled slightly,"Yes, Madam's calculations are really accurate."”
Pan Jinlian's hands were trembling.
His daily income was 30,000 copper coins. Even if the cost was taken into account, it would still be close to…20,000 copper coins!
What did this mean?
He earned more than twenty strings of money in a day! That was about twenty taels of silver!
This was an astronomical figure for ordinary people!
How could Pan Jinlian still feel tired? She wanted to hug Wu Zhi and kiss him.
"Madam, it's getting late. You should go back to your room to rest."”
Pan Jinlian shook her head.”
Wu Zhi was stunned,"What is this?" She was just complaining that she was tired, so why wasn't she resting now?”
"I need to do something."”
"What are you doing?"
"Count the money."
Hence, Wu Zhi washed his hands and started kneading the dough again.
Pan Jinlian was counting money.
He counted until midnight, until his hands were cramping.
Perhaps this was how the phrase 'counting money until the hand cramps' came about?
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