Datang: My apprentice is Li Chengqian

Chapter 61 I Want It All
"Lang Jun, this... is this really soap? Why isn't it black?"

In the Qin residence, Ying'er was holding a piece of soap that had just been poured out of the mold, her face was full of shock.

"Who stipulated that soap must be black? Besides, it's too ugly to be called soap. It's not as pleasant as soap."

Although Qin Xiedao described soap as "pancreas" in the dialect when he was a child in the countryside, he still felt that the name soap would be more popular with everyone.

"I'm going to try the effect to see if it can easily wash off the greasy."

Although the thing in front of her looks very good, but Yinger thinks it depends on the effect.

After all, this thing is used to wash things, if the effect is not good, then it is useless to look good.

"Here is a wooden tub filled with lard. You touch it a few times, and it will become greasy immediately. Then you can rub this soap on your hands a few times, and you will know the result after rinsing it with water. .”

Making soap is not difficult.

Otherwise, it would not be used by the traversers as a sharp weapon to make a fortune.

Soon, Yinger tried according to what Qin Xiedao said.

"Lang Jun, we are going to get rich! We are going to get rich!"

Ying Er, who is slim and handsome, has become a little money fan today.

The moment he washed his hands clean, he immediately realized that the Qin family had an extra tool to make money.

She saw clearly how Qin Xiedao made soap just now.

To put it bluntly, the cost of such a piece of soap is definitely not more than ten cents.

But it can be sold for at least two pennies, and some people even buy it for five or six pennies.

This can no longer be described as huge profits.

This is simply stealing money.

"Now you don't have to worry about the house deeds and land deeds in the warehouse, do you?"

Seeing Ying'er so excited, Qin Xiedao couldn't help laughing.

"Lang Jun, let's quickly open a soap shop, and we will definitely make a lot of money by then. No one will dare to laugh at you as a prodigal son in the future. If all the noble children in Chang'an City use this 'prodigal' method , It is estimated that many people will wake up laughing when they sleep."

Ying Er's flattery was well done.

"Didn't I just ask Qin Fugui to buy the shop? It will be available in a few days. At that time, we will let the nobles and merchants in Chang'an City see what is really hot sales."

Although the household department is very empty now, it does not mean that there is no money in the families of the nobles in Chang'an City.

Look at the late Ming Dynasty, the imperial court couldn't even provide the money to support the soldiers.

However, after Li Zicheng entered the city of Beijing, he ransacked his home, and it is said that he made hundreds of millions of taels of silver.

Hundreds of millions of taels!

This is equivalent to how many years of Ming Dynasty's tax revenue?

It is conceivable that there have never been poor nobles, only poor countries.

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Zhang Butcher's shop is the most conspicuous next to the cattle and horse market in the West Market.

However, he is famous in West Market, not because he has the largest shop or because his meat is so good.

It was because he was the largest pork merchant in West City.

The main meat of the nobles of the Tang Dynasty was mutton, but for ordinary people, mutton was still too expensive.

Relatively speaking, pork meat is much cheaper.

Especially the fat in the belly of the dolphin is very greasy, and it is most popular among poor people.

This is the same as in the 70s and [-]s. When people went to buy meat, what they wanted most was fat meat, and lean meat was despised.

It seems that we have entered the 21st century, and everyone wished that there would be no trace of fat on the pigs, and all the pigs would be lean.

Clenbuterol was also used for this purpose.

However, Tianjin Goubuli steamed stuffed buns were so popular back then. One of the biggest reasons was that the juice inside was greasy enough. For the common people who didn’t have fat in their stomachs, Goubuli steamed stuffed buns were the delicacy in the world.

But after entering the new century, everyone's love for Goubuli steamed stuffed buns has become less and less year after year.

Because with the improvement of living standards, everyone has no shortage of oil and water in their stomachs. A thin person may have high cholesterol or triglycerides, and no one likes greasy things in his mouth.

"Butcher Zhang, it seems that the sales of pork meat are not very good today."

As usual, Butcher Zhang and his two apprentices skillfully cut the pork on the chopping board.

Bones like ribs and fan bones are not liked by anyone these days.

Unless you give it to others, few people are willing to spend money to buy it.

There is no meat in the bones, and people will waste firewood if they take them back and cook them.

Unlike later generations, ribs are the most expensive.

"Hey, this year's business is not easy. I haven't sold out the pork meat for several days. If this continues, I will kill one less pork every day."

Butcher Zhang looked up at Aunt Lin who was sweeping the floor next to him, and sighed.

Both of them have worked in West Market for more than ten years, so they are old acquaintances.

So you won't beat around the bush when you speak.

"I heard that many state capitals in the north have been ravaged by the Turks, and now many refugees have begun to come to Chang'an City to seek a living. The appearance of these people has reduced the wages of helpers in many shops by [-]%, which should have a great impact Everyone’s enthusiasm for buying meat.”

Although Aunt Lin is only a helper in charge of sweeping the floor in the West City, the news she can come into contact with every day is very complicated.

"Hey, I managed to kill a fatter dolphin, but it's really unlucky that it hasn't been sold out after a long time."

Butcher Zhang looked at the pork meat on the chopping board and felt a little depressed.

"Shopkeeper, is there only this bit of pork meat left?"

While Butcher Zhang was chatting with Mrs. Lin, an abrupt voice sounded from the side.

What do you mean?
Is there such a little pork meat left?
Is this to curse your business for getting worse?

Zhang Butcher's complexion immediately became ugly.

"What? Isn't this pork meat enough for you to buy?"

Butcher Zhang didn't have a good face when he saw who was obviously a servant in front of him.

Don't look at him as just a butcher, but butchers these days are different from those of later generations.

Think about it, Zhang Fei was born as a butcher.

Zhang Butcher's family is in Chang'an City, so he is definitely considered a small rich family.

So for a servant of a noble family, he would not look at him with high regard.

"That's right! I want all of your pork meat! Is there any more? I want to buy some more fat back."

"You want it all?"

Butcher Zhang thought he had misheard.

This kind of pork meat is basically not eaten by wealthy families.

So although they have money, they will not buy in large quantities.

Small households don't mind eating pork meat, but they are too cash-strapped to buy such a large sum of money.

That's why Butcher Zhang felt strange.

"That's right, I want all of them! Do you still have pork meat? Or you can kill it now. No matter how many you kill, I want all the fat in it!"

(End of this chapter)