I was the emperor in the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 396
Having said that, he paused for a moment, then whispered to the servant again,

"If your housekeeper doesn't want our briquettes, that's fine. If he wants to, you can raise the price by a penny or two, but I'll still supply you at the original price, the old man. The extra money is all yours." of.

In this way, brother, won't you have a month's drink money! "

The servant was not very tempted by what he said before, but when he heard the last sentence, his eyes lit up immediately.

He quickly picked up the piece of briquette, looked left and right and said,

"Brother, you just said that this briquette is not worse than the best carbon, but the price is less than half?"

The middle-aged man clattered his chest and said loudly,
"That's natural, old man, I'm in business, but I'm innocent, what I'm telling is absolutely the truth!"

This domestic servant looks glamorous, but his monthly salary is only about eight or nine hundred yuan, which is worse than the workers in the workshop.

But there are quite a lot of things to do every day, and after the day's work is done, he will also be responsible for guarding the door at night, so it is not bad if he can sleep for two or three hours a day.

Moreover, the rules of the big family are very strict. If you do something wrong, you will be fined lightly. If it is a little serious, it is not uncommon to be beaten to death.

After a month, most of the money he earned was sent back to his hometown, and the money he could save was pitifully small.

In order to change to a better place, he would buy some wine and food for the manager every month to please him.

In this way, there will be no money left for a month at all.

The chance to earn extra money is firmly grasped by the steward and the others, and he has no chance at all.

At this time, the old man's words seemed to open up a new world for him.

Although there are servants in their family, there are thirty or forty people in total.

With so many people, cooking fires every day, let alone burning seven or eight catties of charcoal fire, would be two to three hundred catties a month.

If it is true as the old man said, earning one or two pennies per catty of carbon, then he can have an extra income of four to five hundred pennies a month.

That's more than half a month's salary.

With this money, not only can he drink wine every day, but after saving for a month or two, he may have enough money to bribe the manager to give him a better job.

Thinking of this, he immediately made up his mind and quickly took the briquette over.

"Okay, brother, I will trust you this time. If this matter really happens, I will definitely not treat you badly, brother."

After finishing speaking, he went straight to the kitchen in the back hall holding coal briquettes as if offering treasures.

Seeing that the other party took away a piece of coal without even giving the money, Wang Pu was a little dazed, and said to the old man,

"Uncle, if he never comes back, wouldn't this briquette be blind for nothing!"

The old man took a big puff of the pipe with a smile, and then exhaled a puff of smoke, which made Wang Pu cough.

"Little Wang Pu, you are wrong, people are greedy, and what I said, the old man, is right.

He only needs to increase the reported price by a penny or two, which can be a few pennies a month for him in extra income. The old man does not believe that he can stand such a temptation. "

Wang Pu seemed to understand, as if he understood why, but he was not very clear.

"Uncle, you are really powerful, if I can have your ability..."

The middle-aged man laughed,
"What's not, the old man, I just have a little more experience than you, you just need to find the trick slowly.

Knowing who to meet and what to say, relying on the quality of our briquettes, customers will definitely continue to flow. "

Wang Puhan laughed,
"As long as I can sell the briquettes every day from now on, Uncle, I, Wang Pu, will cover all your drinking money from now on!"

As he spoke, a gust of cold wind blew by, making him shiver involuntarily.

Seeing that his face was turning blue, the middle-aged man handed him the jug and said,

"Come and have a sip, the sky is still growing today, it's not good to be frozen!"

Although Wang Pu is in his 20s, but because his family is too poor, he has never drank alcohol. He just heard people say that the taste of alcohol is very good.

He hesitated, but still took the wine gourd.

Not daring to drink too much, just took a sip.

But just this, for a first-time drinker like him, it still feels extremely spicy.

Just as he was about to vomit, the middle-aged man slapped him on the back suddenly, and he didn't yell out yet.

The sip of wine went straight down his throat.

"Haha, such a good wine can't be wasted."

Wang Pu was choked by this sip of wine and coughed again and again. He coughed so hard that his face turned red.

But coughing and coughing, he felt a warm current rushing through his whole body from the lower abdomen, and the chill in his whole body was dispelled a lot.

After recovering, he said to the middle-aged man with some embarrassment,

"Uncle, you're laughing, you coughed like this for the first time drinking!"

"That's right, a man, how can he not drink!"

Encouraged by the middle-aged man, Wang Pu took another sip, but he still felt very spicy, but after the first experience, he felt much better this time.

The two of them were in the cold wind, and you drank it one by one, as if suddenly, the weather didn't seem so cold anymore.

About a quarter of an hour passed.

The corner door was suddenly opened, and the servant from before came out with a happy face and a rich middle-aged man wearing a fur cloak and a fur hat.

"Guan Liu, they are the ones who brought the piece of carbon with small holes."

While recommending him, he also winked at the old man vigorously, as if saying, "The rest is all up to you, but you must keep it!"

The steward walked down the steps with square steps, swaying at every step, lifted the tarpaulin covering the trolley, and looked at the briquette aisle full of trolleys,
"Well, it really is this thing, what price are you going to sell it for?"

The old man looked at Guanshi Liu, then at the servant full of hope, squinted his eyes and said with a smile,

"It's not expensive, it's not expensive, one piece of coal balls is exactly one catty, and one piece only sells for eight cents!"

Hearing the price, Wang Pu was taken aback for a moment, and was about to say something, but the old man secretly withdrew it, as if he understood something instantly, and immediately shut his mouth.

Manager Liu was overjoyed when he heard the price.

secretly pondered,
"This briquette with empty coals burns no worse than the best anthracite, and it burns more vigorously and thoroughly, which is definitely a good thing.

The price is still so low, if it is reported to the owner at a slightly lower price, it is estimated that the owner will agree.

In this way, I can earn about ten yuan per catty of carbon, which is three taels of silver for foreign labor a month. "

Although he seemed happy in his heart, but he said,

"Ahem, eight cents is still a bit expensive, can it be cheaper!"

(End of this chapter)