Lady forced to seek prince

Chapter 46 A Big Deal
Shopkeeper Zhou was naturally not very happy in his heart, but when he looked at the little girl in front of him, for some reason, he couldn't get angry anymore.

The Zhao family girl was so young and looked so thin, and when she looked up at him, there was only pure sincerity in her eyes.

Who can blame such a child?

She is nothing more than the baby's own things.

"Taixing Building has always bought flour through my hands," said the shopkeeper Zhou, "I can tell at a glance whether the flour is good or not."

Zhao Luoyang said: "Don't be angry at the shopkeeper, I just think it's a little dark here, I'm afraid I can't see the benefits of my flour."

Shopkeeper Zhou said, "I look at the flour, and I don't need a lamp."

After saying this, Shopkeeper Zhou suddenly remembered that he forgot to ask where the flour came from.

However, since you have seen it, this question is not important.

Hearing this, Zhao Luoyang pursed his lips, and as if he made up his mind, he untied the basket behind him, and then carefully took out the clay pot.

Zhao Yuanrang looked at his sister's appearance, licked his lips subconsciously, and stretched out his hand to protect the basket behind him. He knew before that the flour was very valuable, but now... under the actions of sister, he just felt that the flour seemed to be very precious. more important than his life.

Zhao Luoyang looked at the shopkeeper Zhou: "I'm going to trouble the shopkeeper to get something, I'll put some flour out."

The little girl's requests came one after another.

Shopkeeper Zhou had already rolled up his sleeves and was about to open the clay pot to take a look, but now he had to stop.

"My dad said, this is something to eat, you have to be careful, not even a single grain of sand can get in, let alone get dirty, especially..." Zhao Luoyang said, "These are for nobles to eat."

What the little girl said was irrefutable.

Shopkeeper Zhou instructed the guy on the side: "Go and get some home."

After a while, the man handed over a clean bamboo bowl, Zhao Luoyang opened the pot, took out some flour from it, and handed it to Shopkeeper Zhou.

Shopkeeper Zhou carefully looked at the flour in the bowl and twisted it with his hands.

This is the first time that Zhao Luoyang has exchanged things in the system and showed them to others to check. You must know that these things do not belong to this world. Will those who know it notice the difference?
Although Zhao Luoyang mixed the two kinds of flour in advance, he was not sure that he could hide it from Shopkeeper Zhou.

The room was silent for a while, and even the shopkeeper Wang next to him was a little curious.Shopkeeper Zhou said that he could tell the difference at a glance, but it was more than just a glance. Is there really any difference in this flour?
Finally, when Shopkeeper Zhou raised his head, Shopkeeper Wang subconsciously wanted to ask, but heard Shopkeeper Zhou hurriedly say: "Master lamp, bring a few more."

Dude responds.

Shopkeeper Zhou's eyes were full of surprise. When the man brought the lamp, his eyes still hadn't moved from the flour.

This flour is different and too fine.

Shopkeeper Zhou knew this clearly in his heart, and he had to see more clearly why it was different.

Shopkeeper Zhou had long forgotten that when the little girl from the Zhao family disliked the darkness here, he also said that he didn't need a lamp.

"not bright."

The three lamps were placed there, but the shopkeeper Zhou was still dissatisfied. He walked out of the restaurant door with the noodle bowl and stood in the sunlight.

Finally got a closer look this time.

The flour is not only fine, but also whiter than usual. Shopkeeper Zhou put a little flour pinched with his fingers into his mouth.

The aroma of wheat spreads between the mouth and mouth.

It was the flour, and nothing else was mixed in. He was sure that this kind of flour could be harvested.

Shopkeeper Zhou turned to Zhao Luoyang and said, "Where did this flour come from?"

Zhao Luoyang said directly: "Some are milled at home, and some are collected from Qianjia Village."

Shopkeeper Zhou was surprised again. The flour in his hand did not come from one place, so how could he ask?But he knew that Qianjia Village should not be able to grind such delicate noodles.

"Do you grind it at home?" Shopkeeper Zhou said, "How do you grind it?"

Zhao Luoyang shook his head: "My father said, don't tell anyone. In the future, our whole family will rely on it to make a living. You must ask, our whole family can only say that we don't know."

After Zhao Luoyang finished speaking, he looked at Zhao Yuanrang, Zhao Yuanrang nodded subconsciously, what my sister said was right, they really didn't know.

Shi Jiu couldn't help laughing in his mind, the Zhao family naturally couldn't tell the origin of the flour, so even if the truth was told, it was a lie, and the lie became the truth.

This system is really suitable for Zhao Luoyang. If it is placed with others, it will be exposed at some point, but Zhao Luoyang has no flaws in covering it up.

Shi Jiu suddenly came up with a thought, which seemed to originate from his previous cognition.

She was like this, she opened her mouth and lied, and she didn't tell the truth.

When thinking of this, Shi Jiu felt a faint anger in his chest. After a while, he came back to his senses and frowned slightly. Where did this thought come from?

Before the shopkeeper Zhou spoke, Zhao Luoyang continued: "You must have a lot of ways to make food in Taixing Building, and you can't let people know."

Shopkeeper Zhou subconsciously agreed.

Yeah, who doesn't have a bit of a secret yet, especially this stuff.

The relocated people have to leave their hometowns, and this has become their reliance to settle down.

Shopkeeper Zhou wanted Taixing Building to use this kind of flour all the time, but it seems impossible now.

It's a pity that you can't buy a recipe for grinding flour, but it's just a pity, because in a big place like Jingzhaofu, you can buy similar flour, but it's a bit longer.

Shopkeeper Zhou said, "How much do you want to sell?"

Zhao Luoyang didn't answer but asked, "How much can you give me, shopkeeper?"

It seemed that the Zhao family girl was afraid that the price he gave was too low.

This little girl still has some thoughts, but it is too easy to show in front of people, she looks very immature.

"If all your flour looks like this," Shopkeeper Zhou pondered for a moment, "I can give you 95 Wen per catty."

95 texts?Zhao Yuan let him know that the flour that Ajie bought from Qianjiacun cost eighty yuan a catty.

In this way, you can earn fifteen cents for a pound?

How much flour did my sister buy from Qianjia Village?When my sister bought the flour, she always carried it on her own and didn't ask others to help. Later, she became dizzy on the way, and her father picked it up, so Zhao Yuanrang didn't know the truth at all.

Even if it was only ten catties, they still earned 150 Wen.

Zhao Yuanrang thinks it's wrong to make money by throwing his left hand over his right?Sister said that she mixed her own flour into it. Could it be that they really have good flour?
It doesn't seem like Sister Fang Cai is lying, but why has he never heard of it from Dad?

Zhao Luoyang didn't reply immediately, but stretched out her hand to make a calculation, she shook her head for a while, as if she was talking to herself: "No, maybe it can't be sold, and we can't afford livestock with 95 Wen."

This looks like a real thing... Shi Jiu doesn't know what to say, it's strange that these people around him are not fooled.

"What did you say?" Shopkeeper Zhou said, and immediately understood that these children were selling flour to gather money to buy livestock.

That's why shopkeeper Wang is also here.

Livestock are expensive now, horses and mules cost more than 45 guan, and the cheapest donkey costs about [-] guan.The people who were relocated obviously didn't have enough money on hand, so they were willing to sell flour.

Such a good flour, I don't know how far I have come.

"Can the shopkeeper give you more?" Zhao Luoyang said, "It takes at least 120 Wen a catty, so we can."

120 words?

It's a bit high, isn't it?This time, even Shopkeeper Wang couldn't help but glance at Zhao Luoyang. He was afraid of asking such a price, so Taixing Building simply refused to accept it.

Zhao Luoyang didn't think much about it. Who wouldn't want to sell things more expensively?What happened to the high point?In case Taixing Building has other plans, I think it's okay to spend more money.

It can be negotiated if the asking price is more expensive. If it is cheap, it is too late to regret it.

Taixing Building does have other plans.

Recently, they just made new cakes and wanted to send them to the rich and famous in the city, but this year's flour is not easy to buy. Their guys went to Jingzhaofu to buy noodles and haven't come back.

If you can buy some good flour now, you can have the pastry ready a few days earlier.In their battle with Derunzhuang, the sooner they act, the better.

Opened up with new pastries and good flour.

It is precisely because of this that shopkeeper Zhou was so moved when he saw the flour.

But 120 essays is indeed a bit high.

"How about 110 Wen? One hundred and eight, no... no, one hundred and nine can't be less."

While talking, Zhao Luoyang went to see the shopkeeper Zhou.

"The shopkeeper, I don't want much," Zhao Luoyang said, "Just one hundred and nine!"

It seems that [-] yuan is the lowest price.Shopkeeper Zhou looked at Zhao Luoyang, the little girl's eyes were a little red, and the arms of the two brothers beside him seemed to be shaking slightly, staring at his elder sister's mouth in a daze, I'm afraid she said too low.

One hundred and nine, he can accept it.

The huge Taixing Building is not short of this money. Besides, if this matter goes well, the Taixing Building will benefit more than this money can compare?

"Just 110 Wen a catty," Shopkeeper Zhou said, "I want as much as you have."

(End of this chapter)