Villager of Daming

Chapter 138 The Word Donation Is Counterfeit (Part [-])

"Master Xu, ask the buddy to bring a basin to fill the lard! Here is the soap for you."

The little girl gave the soap first, there was nothing to put the lard in, and the winners needed to bring their own utensils.

Right now, all businesses in Daming are like this, no plastic bags are provided, and there are no packing boxes.

Don't say that at this time, Zhu Wentian's earlier days, the soy sauce was all sold in bulk, and the supply and marketing agency sold it, and the buyer took the bottle or bowl by himself.

Soybean oil is the same, don't buy it if you don't give you a plastic bucket, and don't buy something without oil.

Looking at the soap, shopkeeper Xu was confused, he came to help, how did he touch the soap?
"Master Xu, take it quickly, the people behind are waiting to buy it!"

The village chief reminded that the soap is just, if you are lucky, you will win the lottery.

"Okay, I'll take it, I'll go back and find the guy to come over and fill it up."

Shopkeeper Xu knew he had to, and agreed to pick up the soap and walk back.

All of a sudden, the onlookers were moved. Is there really a prize?Anyway, it's the same wherever you buy things, and you can get more from this.

People choose goods one after another, collect ten coins, and then draw prizes.

Those who touched lard kept a note, and handed it in when they went back to get things to pack.

The guards help to keep an eye on people, and arrest anyone who steals.

It's just that people who buy things are timid and dare not steal. They are afraid of social death. Once caught, the neighbors will take precautions and point out behind the scenes.

That is, the people in the early Ming Dynasty wanted face and cared about reputation.

"I won, I won, the grand prize, right? You are talking about the grand prize, right?"

One person bought something worth ten cents, reached into the box and found a note. The child unfolded it to read, and then let others read it. Literacy naturally recognizes it.

"Congratulations, a piece of soap, here, you take it." The child took back the note and offered a piece of soap.

Those who pick things are in a hurry, there are few good things, and if others take away one more, one less will be lost.

The three lottery places lined up for a while, and someone passed by and saw that they didn't have enough money, so they ran home, and told the neighbors when they passed by, and brought something to put lard.

When there are too many people, the road is difficult, and the team is thrown aside.

Master Fang brought people over, and the yamen guard who patrolled the street saw the situation here and hurriedly reported it. He left immediately after getting the news.

The yamen servants he brought helped to maintain order, and he stood by and watched strangely, not in a hurry to collect taxes.

The tax of the store is collected on a monthly basis, and it is usually estimated at a certain amount. It is useless to check the accounts, and the shopkeeper can make false accounts.

Seeing him, the head of the village came forward with a smile: "Master Fang is here? Stay here for a while for a meal. What we make ourselves is nothing compared to the palace. Don't dislike it."

"It's easy to say, how do you sell it now?" Master Fang agreed, eat well, and no one cares about eating with people in Xiaqiu Village.

"It's like this..." the head of the village explained, telling Master Fang the ratio of income and the ratio of awards.

"I used to earn [-]% profit, but now I earn [-]% profit, isn't it too much less?"

Master Fang thought about it for a while, and only considered the profit of the same quantity of goods.

The head of the village shook his head: "That's not the case. Usually, if you sell goods that cost five pennies a day, you can make a profit of five hundred pennies at [-]%.

If you sell goods with a cost of one hundred pennies a day, you will earn ten cents a day.

How much money is made is not only the profit of the unit price of the commodity, but more importantly, the circulation of the commodity. "

"Oh! That's true, then you have to buy quickly."

When the chief of the scriptures mentioned something, Master Fang immediately figured out the doorway inside.

"If you don't enter, how much money can the grocery store make? Wait until they are sold out, we will get back the cost of the prize, and donate the rest of the money to our nursing home in Shangyuan County.

Discussing with everyone yesterday, some people said that the goods from the grocery store were sent to the nursing home. Later, after summing up, the nursing home was not easy to arrange the goods, so they simply sold them. "

The Lichang waved his hand, he didn't have time to sell groceries, he wanted money to have better products.

"How does this work? You are also working hard... um! Hard work to sell."

Chief Fang originally wanted to say that you all worked hard to earn some money, but suddenly remembered what kind of business Xiaqiu Village was doing, so he put it another way.

"Yesterday, His Majesty insisted on giving Xiaqiu Village three memorial archways, Zhongzheng Archway, Renyi Archway, and Liangshan Archway. Now that you have taken it, you must do what needs to be done."

"That's the reason, then the tax can't be collected. After you sell it, see how much money you should have in the end, and give it to the yamen, and the yamen will issue a written receipt."

"That's good, anyway, tax collection is the last thing to pay the tax to the Yamen."

"Give me the soap, I found three pieces of soap, look, give them quickly, can you take a look?" When the village chief was talking to Director Fang, someone shouted.

"Mr. Zhu, there is a lucky man over there." Master Fang was envious when he heard that.

"Impossible, there are only two special prizes in a box, and now there is only one in a box." Li Chang laughed.

"Then he cheated, maybe you can see it?" Master Fang understood.

"The note in our village has been typed with a steel seal, but he didn't write it himself." The head of the village nodded, Hanhan had already thought of it.

"Come on! Lock him up for me." Master Fang shouted, it's okay.

The yamen servant rushed upwards, and the crowd dodged to the side. The person who had just shouted for the big prize turned around, raised his legs, leaned forward, and swung his arms. Boom!He hit the ground, and the people around him felt pain for him.

The yamen servant took a few steps to hold him down, and Zhu Wentian also ran over to pick up the latch he threw, which just hit the crook of the opponent's supporting leg.

The little girl took the three notes: "Everyone, take a look! His note is fake. Look at our note, there is a seal."

She compares the difference between the two slips of paper with the other ones in front of her. The papers are the same, but one has a steel seal and the other does not.

"Sihai grocery store is amazing, who can see this seal without ink pad!"

"Press it hard? How much strength?"

"I just said, what if someone else writes a fake one? Look, it's that simple."

"I was wrong, I knew I was wrong, I was, uh! Kekeke, oh! Kaka."

The arrested person shouted, and was suddenly hit twice in the stomach, where there was air coming out but not in, and he opened his mouth with difficulty to catch a breath.

The yamen servant dragged him aside and stomped his foot on his back before he hissed inhaling air.

Yamen servants are very proficient in this set of methods, and they can be rescued at any time if they can hold their breath.

"My official Shangyuan County Registrar, everyone will continue to draw prizes, there will be no delay."

Master Fang revealed his identity, and dealt with the troublemakers later.

The people quickly resumed their ranks, Zhu Wentian looked at the people who were held there, and said in his heart that you should thank me, the guards of the Prince's Mansion are about to throw knives.

The time flickered to noon, and the goods were not sold out, and the friends were all tired.

The chief came forward: "Everyone, everyone, let's talk about something. If you haven't bought anything, come back in an hour and a half in the afternoon. We will add a special prize to it. The children have to eat."

"Then can I touch it in the afternoon? I'm done shopping and waiting in line to win the prize." Someone wanted to change the time when they heard about adding something.

"Okay, how much did you buy, I'll write it for you on this note, you come this afternoon." The village chief agreed.

When Master Fang saw it, he came to help, as well as Zhu Taiyi and four others.

After a while, the people at the door dispersed, and the children went to wash their hands with a smile. They were tired, but they thought it was fun. Brother Hanhan sold things quickly.

At the beginning of selling crabs, Linger followed her, and when she came back, she sold all the crabs in a short time, and made a lot of money!
(End of this chapter)