Martial Arts: Start by Obtaining the Wild World

Chapter 12 0012 Market Price (Revised)

"All food is sold out today."

"All the rice is sold out today."

"Today's white rice price is 80 wen, and old rice is 55 wen..."

“We sell sorghum noodles…”

"..."

Cheng Zongyang specifically passed by some rice and grain shops selling rice and flour.

Except for a few shops selling sorghum flour and wheat bran which still had long queues of people, the rest of the rice shops were either sold out, with warning wooden signs hung on their wooden doors, or there were not many people queuing.

"Dad said yesterday that old rice was fifty cents a pound, but today it has gone up by five cents. It seems that the price really changes every day."

Looking back two years ago, this white rice cost only a dozen cents per pound. Now...

"With this rate of increase, it's impossible to sell much grain every day."

In this situation, Cheng Zongyang guessed that the grain merchants were taking the opportunity to boil the frog in warm water, raising the price little by little. This would neither sell a large amount of grain nor cause a rebellious mentality among the people all at once.

Therefore, these merchants must have a large amount of grain.

But he ignored it, his strength did not allow him to rob him of his wealth and help his own poverty. Such wealthy merchants and gentry would always need warriors to protect their homes.

I just felt a little more urgent to make more money and store more food.

Although we took a detour, we didn't stop and finally reached our destination. We arrived at the door of a luxurious restaurant.

Business in the restaurant is pretty good.

Those who could live in the county naturally had a better life than farmers. However, he did not go through the main gate, but went to the back door of the alley next to it.

This was not his first time here. When he arrived at the back door, he happened to run into someone who was carrying jars of wine out.

"Brother Li, you're here to deliver wine again."

When Cheng Zongyang saw Li Ze moving wine jars out, he took the initiative to greet him.

The man who moved the wine was a young man named Li Ze, 23 years old, the third son of the owner of the Li Family Winery. It was said that he was born to a concubine and was not taken seriously.

Tianxianglou has three kinds of wine, corresponding to different price ranges and targeting different consumer groups.

Among them, the low-end wine, called Muzi Wine, is produced by Lijia Winery in the south of the city. It is a fruit wine that tastes good, but not that great.

A pot of one jin of Muzi wine only costs twenty cents.

Basically everyone can afford it, which means sales are good. It’s just that fewer people are drinking now.

Because they often sold mountain products, they often met each other, and after a while, they became familiar with each other.

"Ah, it's Brother Cheng, what's up, did you get something good again?"

When Li Ze saw Cheng Zongyang, he wiped his face with the sweat towel hanging around his neck. After the sweat was wiped off, he showed a hearty smile.

Cheng Zongyang smiled and said, "Not bad, I found a snake cave, I killed it and brought it here to ask questions."

As he said this, he placed the backpack and sack beside the door, took out two dead snakes over one meter long from the backpack, put them on Li Ze's wooden cart, and said with a smile:
"Snake meat is good for your health. Get two and make some snake soup."

Li Ze quickly declined: "No, no, no, meat is expensive now, you can sell it for a good price."

Cheng Zongyang held Li Ze's hand and said with a smile:

"Brother Li, you always gave me wine in the past, and I didn't have much to give you. If you are so distant, I won't dare to take your wine anymore in the future."

Hearing what Cheng Zongyang said, Li Ze no longer refused: "That's fine, if I refuse again, I will seem hypocritical."

Cheng Zongyang nodded: "That's right? This doesn't cost money. In comparison, the wine you gave me, Brother Li, is more valuable. I accepted it shamelessly."

"Hahaha." Li Ze laughed heartily and said, "That's not going to be said. But we don't have much wine today. Next time you come to my winery, I'll give you some."

"Okay, I'll take note of that and come over when I have time." Cheng Zongyang agreed with a smile. But he couldn't really ask for wine.

Just at this moment, a middle-aged man with gorgeous clothes, a square face and a mustache walked out of the door.

He is the manager of Tianxiang Tower. His surname is Zheng and his given name is Yan.

This manager, who is in his fifties, is also an eighth-grade Yi Jin realm warrior.

Tianxianglou is not only found in Yufeng County, it has branches almost everywhere in Chiba County.

This shows how powerful the person behind him is!

Then the person in charge of a branch store naturally cannot be an ordinary person.

"Meet Manager Zheng."

Cheng Zongyang and Li Ze bowed slightly to the visitor.

"It's Cheng boy who's here." Zheng Yan nodded with a smile.

Then he handed a purse to Li Ze and said amiably:

"Here's the money for the wine this time, ten taels of silver. Count it."

Li Ze took the purse and stuffed it into his arms, saying with a smile:
"Who in Yufeng County doesn't know the reputation of Manager Zheng? He is not inferior to me in the slightest. I will leave now. Manager, please go on."

At the end, Li Ze bowed to Zheng Yan. Zheng Yan smiled and nodded.

"Brother, I'm leaving first."

Li Ze looked at Cheng Zongyang, who nodded and said, "Okay, be careful on the road."

Watching Li Ze driving away with a cart full of empty wine jars, Zheng Yan looked at Cheng Zongyang and asked, "Did you catch a snake today?"

As he spoke, he looked at the backpack and sack beside him.

Cheng Zongyang said quickly:

"Yes, they are all snakes. But the gallbladders were taken away by an old doctor. I sent the meat over. I wonder if Manager Zheng will accept it?"

After all, they are not alive, which means they are not easy to store. Only freshly killed ones can ensure freshness.

Zheng Yan frowned when he heard this: "They are all dead, and there are still so many. It will be difficult to deal with it."

Cheng Zongyang remained silent and did not respond. While waiting for the other party to continue, he opened the lid and untied the sack.

As a result, when Zheng Yan saw some knife wounds on their bodies, he looked at Cheng Zongyang in confusion.

Seeing this, Cheng Zongyang explained somewhat embarrassedly:
"We found a snake den. We had no choice but to smoke it out and then chop it up with a hatchet."

Now, Zheng Yan understood.

But he also found that these snakes were quite long and fat.

After a moment of silence, he said:
"Cheng, if these snakes were alive, you'd have sold them before, and I'd take them all for 80 cents per pound. But these are dead snakes, and the gallbladders are gone, so the price has to be lower.

You know, in the middle of summer, if this dead stuff isn’t sold for two days, it will basically go bad.

How about this, these snakes are all about the same size, so I’ll buy them all at the price of 70 wen per pound.

It can’t be kept for long, so I can only sell it as quickly as possible at a low price, which will result in much less profit.

The price is similar if you go to other restaurants.”

The difference is only ten cents, which is not a big difference in price.

After thinking for a moment, he agreed.

Zheng Yan was a relationship he had spent half a year to establish, and he was also his regular sales channel. In general, the price was fair.

Although he could take the goods to other places and sell them slowly, or even take them to the black market, he could not guarantee that he would not be targeted. Moreover, the black market was only open at night and fees had to be paid.

This was also the reason why he sent the things here. At least if there was any trouble, Zheng Yan, a warrior, could help him solve it.

He used the no-cost business to calm his urge to beat someone up, and said, "Okay, I hope Manager Zheng will take good care of me in the future!"

"Hahaha, easy to talk about!"

Hearing Cheng Zongyang's agreement, Zheng Yan smiled and was very satisfied with Cheng Zongyang's cleverness.

Although he didn't care about the price difference, he had nothing to do and it was a bit of a bad idea to bargain with the farmer he was optimistic about.

I asked the waiter to take out the scale, and with his help, the total weight was 286 kilograms.

Twenty taels and twenty wen.

Apart from paying back his second uncle, the rest of the money was enough for his family to pay this year's taxes and buy more grain.

Cheng Zongyang also left five to give to his second uncle.

After the transaction, Cheng Zongyang took the money and put the basket on his back and suddenly asked Zheng Yan:
"Manager Zheng, do you want some bear meat? The villagers killed a bear. The bear paws were sold, and someone ordered the gallbladder. The rest is still available."

Hearing this, Zheng Yan looked at Cheng Zongyang and smiled meaningfully:

"The most valuable parts of a bear are these two. Bear paws are a delicacy. Your friend has sold them all, so the others are not worth much. However, bear meat is top-quality meat. If your friend is willing to sell it, you can bring it over. I'll give you 130 coins per pound."

One hundred and thirty cents!

The bear weighs at most 700 kilograms, which is only about 97 taels of silver.

After so many years of hunting, he knew the price of bears very well.

The bear he killed could be sold for around one hundred taels of silver at its highest price.

As a result, it has now been reduced a little, which is indeed fair.

Cheng Zongyang asked calmly:
"Can't you raise the price? It is said that bear meat is also very beneficial to warriors."

Zheng Yan said with a smile: "Bear gall, bear paw!"

"What about the bear gall?"

Zheng Yan showed no impatience at all, and said with a faint smile: "If you bring bear gall, the price can be increased by thirty taels."

Only thirty taels? This time, Cheng Zongyang said nothing more, and bowed:
"Thank you, Manager Zheng. I'll go back and ask. The boy is leaving first."

"Yeah." Zheng Yan didn't say much and walked in with his hands behind his back.

　Follow up, thank you

　　
　
(End of this chapter)