Group pet little lucky girl: Jiaojiao bag brings the whole family rich

Chapter 136 Deposit
Fifty Wen?
Shopkeeper Li sneered: "Fifty cash is nothing, this method of burning charcoal is a golden egg, which can continuously earn money."

"Not to mention fifty taels, even fifty taels are worth it!"

Shopkeeper Li remembered that Compass likes to buy strange things, just like the seeds of that Fanbang, but he did not expect that this time he really bought them.

"Fat Meow, how many catties of charcoal did you produce this time?" Shopkeeper Li asked.

"About 380 catties." Fat Miaoer replied.

Shopkeeper Li smiled: "Have you found a buyer yet?"

Fat Miao'er shook her head: "Not yet, the charcoal has just been burned, and we plan to sell it in the town tomorrow."

"How about this..." Shopkeeper Li thought for a while.

"Bring me some charcoal that has been burnt. I'll take it to the town to show my master, and ask him if he can buy it."

After Shopkeeper Li finished speaking, Fat Miao'er's eyes lit up instantly, and said sweetly, "Thank you, Uncle Li!"

Shopkeeper Li has a wide network of contacts and knows a lot of people. He must be the one who leads the way faster than a few of them peddling along the street.

In particular, the owner of shopkeeper Li Ganhuo Restaurant is a big family in Qingyang Town.

In winter, they will all need to buy charcoal.

"Don't be in a hurry to say thank you." Shopkeeper Li raised his hand to interrupt Fat Meow'er.

"Tell me how to price your charcoal first. You can't be a lion. If it's too expensive, I won't help you find a way."

Shopkeeper Li said jokingly.

Fat Miao'er patted his chest, and said proudly: "Uncle Li, don't worry, with your face, we will definitely give you the lowest price."

"Three taels, three taels of silver is a thousand catties."

In the past two days, Li Xiaodao and Wei Shu have made inquiries in the town.

Among them, charcoal is divided into low-grade charcoal, medium-grade charcoal and high-grade charcoal.

The best charcoal is called silver silk charcoal. Its charcoal is white frost, smokeless, difficult to burn, and not easy to extinguish. It is expensive and only used by the imperial palace, and it is difficult for ordinary people to buy.

Medium charcoal is mostly used for rich families, imperial merchants and bureaucrats.

As for the gentry, landlords, and merchants in Yulin County and its affiliated towns, they all use low-grade charcoal.

According to this year's market price, it's three or two or four yuan per thousand catties.

The charcoal that Fat Miaoer and the others burned was not well formed because it was the first attempt.

So she made the decision to cut the price by four dollars, and reported it to shopkeeper Li at a price of three taels.

"Two or three is fair." Shopkeeper Li nodded silently.

"Tomorrow, I'll ask my boss, and I'll write to you if I can."

……

Shopkeeper Li is straightforward, and he handles affairs even more neatly.The next day, he sent a boy to deliver the letter.

"Treasurer Li asked me to come over and tell you that the owner of the charcoal has accepted it. I will order three thousand catties from you this year. If it is not enough, I will talk about it later."

The little guy put nine taels of silver on the table in front of Fat Miao'er.

"This, so fast!" Liu Ye'er couldn't believe it.

Before they arrived, shopkeeper Li brought some charcoal to show to the owner, but he didn't expect it to be done.

The little guy laughed. He was not very old, about fifteen or sixteen years old, and he had two canine teeth when he smiled.

He explained: "You guys are lucky. The owner just ran out of charcoal left over from last year and was planning to go to the county to buy it. Coincidentally, the shopkeeper came to the door with the charcoal."

"Of course, there is also the face of our shopkeeper." The little guy laughed.

Fat Miao'er and Liu Ye'er nodded at the same time, "Thanks to Uncle Li this time."

If they want to thank them, they don't need to tell the little guy that shopkeeper Li is in Dashi Village, and they will come to the door to thank them in person.

"By the way, everyone, hurry up and send the charcoal over there. It's getting colder and colder, and the owner is in a hurry to use it!"

The little guy emphasized it again, and then reported the address of the owner of the restaurant to Fat Miao'er and the others.

"Our owner's surname is Wan, and we live on Dongsheng Street. As soon as you inquire in the past, you will know that the owner's yard is the most spacious and magnificent on the whole street."

"Okay, don't worry, we will send it right away."

After sending off the little guy, Fat Miao'er, Liu Ye'er, and Compass cleaned up the charcoal in the warehouse.

The three of you look at me, I look at you, who will deliver so much charcoal?

The donkey cart is not at home.

In the morning, Li Xiaodao took Wei Shu to the town to sell bone soup and steamed buns, but he still hasn't returned.

Although the income from this business is not much, mosquitoes are meat no matter how small they are, and they are unwilling to give up.

"I'll go to the foot of the mountain to find Uncle Zhang and Uncle Zhang, and tell the old Zhang's and Hu's the good news by the way."

After Fat Miao'er finished speaking, she quickly left the house and went straight to the charcoal kiln.

"What? It's sold!"

After a while.

Old man Zhang withdrew his sawing hand suddenly, and didn't check it for a while, almost hurting his palm. He quickly put down the saw and looked at Fat Miao'er with wide eyes.

"How many of you went to the town to sell?"

"Sold more than 300 catties?"

"How much did you sell for?"

The old man Zhang directly asked three times. He couldn't believe it. The charcoal that was released yesterday was sold out today.

Although people who bought charcoal did not buy one catty or two catties, at least a few tens of catties, and a hundred or ten catties started, but it was sold out so quickly, which is still a bit beyond imagination.

"It wasn't us who sold it, it was Uncle Li who helped lead the thread."

Fat Miao'er shook his head and stretched out three fingers.

"Three taels of silver for a thousand catties, sold together for three Wen per catty."

"Boss Wan of the restaurant will pay us nine taels for a one-time payment, and set three thousand catties."

"Three thousand catties!"

After hearing Fat Miao'er's words, several people suddenly became speechless, their throats were a little dry, they swallowed fiercely, moved their throats, and it took a long time to find their own voice.

"Nine, nine taels of silver?"

"Yes!" Fat Miao'er nodded.

Putting his hands on his waist, he took out a few taels of silver that the boy had brought from his purse, spread them out in his palms, and showed them to Zhang's father and his son and Hu's father and son.

"Really, it's nine taels!"

Old man Zhang stretched out his hand tremblingly, slowly touched the silver, and held it in his hand.

It's not that he has never seen money, but he has never made so much money at once.

Old man Zhang grinned stupidly, and tears of joy fell from the corners of his eyes.

He hastily stretched out his hand to wipe it dry, and muttered to himself, "It's really, really good!"

"Yes, that's great!" The Hu family father and son were deeply moved.

At the very beginning, they just came to do a favor and lend a helping hand for the sake of their future in-laws.

Who would have thought that there would be such a surprise.

"Fat Miao'er, you are here this time..."

Zhang Yongshun rubbed his hands, wanting to ask Fat Miaoer if he came to share the money.

Fat Miao'er saw through his thoughts at a glance, and pursed her lips into a smile.

"Boss Wan is in a hurry to use charcoal. The eldest brother and the second brother are not here. I want Uncle Zhang and Uncle Zhang to send it over."

Zhang Yongshun and Zhang Yonghe suddenly realized that they almost forgot about this.

"All right, all right, let's go."

The two nodded like chickens pecking rice, and followed behind Fat Miao'er.

Just two steps away, Fat Miao'er suddenly turned around with a sly smile on her face.

"Grandpa Zhang, Grandpa Hu, don't forget to go to my house after dinner in the afternoon, let's..."

"Pay!"

After finishing speaking, she left without looking back, leaving old man Zhang and Hu's father and son laughing heartily.

At this time, in front of Fat Miao'er's house, a woman held a package and raised her hand to knock on the door of her house.

(End of this chapter)