Uncle Liao did not reveal his name and was very respectful to Zhao Ji. After taking Yao Xing to the street, he did not do anything else and just stood there without moving.

Yao Xing looked at him for a while and then thought of Zhao Ji's intention. How could a woman who could train Qin Shihuang go out just to entertain her children?

"Candied haws on a stick, candied haws on a stick, sour and sweet candied haws on a stick!"

Yao Xing stood on the street and started hawking without any timidity. Even Uncle Liao didn't expect Yao Xing to take this step so quickly, and he was a little appreciative.

A child standing on the street hawking is already a selling point. Besides, they have never heard of candied haws on a stick, so they stopped to watch it and it would be fun.

The name "Tanghulu" is very straightforward. How could something made of sugar not attract children? If someone pays attention, someone will buy it, and not everyone is from a poor family.

A woman couldn't stand her little grandson's coquettishness and asked Yaoxing: "How much does your candied haws cost?"

This question was beyond the scope of the question. Yao Xing really didn’t know what Zhao’s coins were, nor did he know how much it would cost, so he had no choice but to look back at the middle-aged man for help.

Uncle Liao stretched out two fingers, but Yao Xing still didn't know what it meant.

The woman was helpless by her little grandson, so she took out two copper coins and handed them to Yao Xing: "Hurry up and get a bunch, I'm going to be dizzy because of this child's crying!"

Yao Xing held two copper coins and looked back at the middle-aged man. Seeing that Uncle Liao had no objection, he directly took off a bunch of candied haws and handed it to the child on the ground.

The child took the candied haws and licked it. After eating the sweetness, he stood up happily, held the old woman's hand and skipped away.

Other children also wanted to see this, but not every adult was willing to spend money to buy snacks for their children, so although there were many people around, Yaoxing only sold six bunches of candied haws in total.

When no one was around, Yao Xing sat next to him, holding a bunch of candied haws on a stick in his hand and talking to Uncle Liao: "Uncle, you should also eat a bunch of candied haws on a stick!"

Uncle Liao did not eat the candied haws, but instead taught Yao Xing a lesson: "Although this thing of yours is novel, it is not difficult to make. It won't take long for many children and even adults to buy it, but you must also know that after a while,

Someone else will make the same candied haws and sell them, what will you do then?"

Yao Xing never intended to monopolize this thing. It doesn't matter if someone sells it, as long as she can still sell it. Before others imitate it, she can still sell it very well.

"I haven't thought about it" Yao Xing replied obediently

Uncle Liao did not look disappointed, but looked in the direction of the mountain and said: "You can control the materials needed for candied haws, just like those hawthorn trees. The mountain is ownerless, so the hawthorn trees also belong to the local area.

Yamen, as long as you earn enough money before others imitate it, you can buy those hawthorn trees."

"Are there only a few hawthorn trees in the entire Zhao Kingdom?" Yao Xing is not interested, because it is almost autumn now, and there will be no fresh hawthorns for up to three months. In ancient times, there were no refrigerators, so they could not be refrigerated.

This business is not suitable for all year round.

Uncle Liao smiled, with a hint of contempt in his words: "At least there is only one mountain in the city. It is unknown whether there are any outside the city, but if people in the city want to go out of the city to collect, they will need to spend more time and manpower.
Chapter completed!