The peasant girl wants to turn the sky: the black-bellied husband, come to farm

Chapter 51 Raising Prices
Qiao Maimai thought about it seriously, and said, "Well... let's increase it to ten Wen per catty."

The quantity is small, and Jiweiju wants to make round dumplings. It is doomed that ordinary people will not be able to eat delicious tofu for the time being.

So let's take the high-end route for now.

When do more, and then lower the price.

Thinking of this, Qiao Maimai stretched out ten fingers and shook at Shopkeeper He, "Ten coins a catty."

Shopkeeper He "..."

All of a sudden, I raised four pennies, and I could catch up with a fried jelly. Who said that he was an honest person just now?

Seeing Shopkeeper He's speechlessness, Qiao Mai explained, "Anyway, there is only so much I can do every day, and you can only sell to those rich people."

The land of Bailu Town was originally just a field. Twenty years ago, Zhang Wenjian, the current wife of the Holy Majesty, was tired of the hustle and bustle of the imperial capital, so the Majesty took out a map of Daqi to choose a quiet retirement place for him.

After picking and choosing, I finally chose Bailu Town.

Bailu Academy was established, and now the Holy Majesty personally advertised, so all the scholars of Daqi flocked here.

Because they were far away from their homeland, among these people, those with rich families bought land and built houses in Bailu Town, and sent servants to take care of their young master and son to study.

So Bailu Town, which was originally a field, was established in this way. After 20 years of development, the scale has caught up with a county seat.

Those students from Bailu Academy were there, so Qiao Xiaomai said that there are many rich people in the town.

Shopkeeper He said, "Rich people are not fools. Soybeans are so cheap, and a tofu can be sold at a high price of more than 20 yuan. Who will buy it?"

"You can package it, such as emerald white jade soup. Use this tofu and vegetables to cook the soup. As long as it tastes better, even if you sell it for [-] yuan, someone will buy it." In order to persuade shopkeeper He, Qiao Mai reported that a recipe.

Shopkeeper He "..."

He twitched the corner of his mouth, and looked at Qiao Xiaomai with even more surprise.

"That's it, right?" Qiao Xiaomai blinked her watery eyes at Shopkeeper He, her small face full of anticipation.

Shopkeeper He raised his hand to stroke his beard, hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "Okay."

As Qiao Mai said, rare things are more expensive, not to mention the taste of tofu is also good, he can definitely sell it after packaging it.

"Then sign it."

"Don't sign for now, I can't read." Qiao Mai shook his head, "I will send it to you every morning from now on."

Shopkeeper He, "... Miss, are you worried that I'll cheat you with my nonsense?"

"No." Qiao Xiaomai hurriedly told her family's situation. It was too slow to make tofu with the small mill in her house. She couldn't guarantee how much she could make every day.

The production tools can't keep up, and if people from the old hospital come to make trouble, then there is no way to guarantee how much they can make every day.

So it is better to memorize as much as you can do in this way.

After listening to her explanation, Shopkeeper He rolled his eyes and said, "Why don't you tell me a few more recipes, and I'll give you a big millstone as a reward?"

Never expecting Shopkeeper He to say that, Qiao Mai was stunned for a moment.

Turning her black eyes and paws around, she refused, "But my father is crippled, and we don't have a donkey at home, so we can't move the big millstone."

Shopkeeper He, "...then I will lend you a donkey for the time being."

Qiao Xiaomai blinked her long eyelashes, a little puzzled, "Master, the rare is the most expensive thing, and if you make a lot of tofu, you won't be able to sell it at a high price."

"I'll send it to the nearby Jiweiju."

Hearing this, Qiao Xiaomai gave an ooh and nodded in response, "Okay, then thank you Shopkeeper He."

(End of this chapter)