At this time, Xue Zhuang was talking to the short and fat steward in the backyard of Tianxiang Tower.
It seemed that they had been talking for a long time, and Hu Qing beside him could no longer sit still and kept pacing back and forth in the room.
"Brother Xue, to be honest, you have also seen that business is not easy to do here in Qili County, taxes are high, and food prices are also high. Others only see that Tianxianglou's business is good, but our expenses are also huge. Even vegetables are not good.
I can’t afford it anymore.” The fat steward babbled.
Xue Zhuang had a stern face. He was a military man, and it was difficult for him to negotiate prices and do business.
At this time, I saw that Tianxianglou wanted to reduce the price of vegetables to ten cents per catty, but of course he refused.
"Shopkeeper Mi, please stop talking. I, Mr. Xue, am a rough man. Don't be angry if I tell you the truth. The price of Tianxianglou's food is fifty cents per catty. It can't be less. If, if you keep lowering the price, the big deal will be for us in the future.
Don’t sell it, keep it for yourself to eat.”
Shopkeeper Mi raised his eyebrows.
Nowadays, Tianxiang Tower not only sells vegetables, but only distinguished guests who spend more than ten taels of silver can give one as a gift.
The fresh vegetables became a gimmick to attract customers and brought him a lot of business.
It's just a habit to cut people down three times and lower prices.
Seeing that Xue Zhuang was about to fall out, shopkeeper Mi laughed like a magician: "Look, it's only a few dozen pennies, Brother Xue is already worried.
Food, of course we want it. If anyone asks us to fall in love, fifty cents is fifty cents. Brother, I will be more generous.
Brother, I have one condition, and you must agree to it, that is, sell me more acorn vermicelli."
When Xue Zhuang heard that the dish could be paid fifty cents, he felt happy and immediately responded: "That's no problem. From now on, all the acorn vermicelli in Ruijin Town will be yours."
Those things are cheap and can't be used as food. What everyone really needs is money. In exchange for money, you can buy whatever you want.
The original price offered by Tianxianglou for acorn vermicelli was six cents per pound, and Xue Zhuang was very satisfied.
If you place an order now, you will be more satisfied.
"Brother Xue, if you want to have real evidence in the business world, let's make a contract!" Shopkeeper Mi took out a pen and paper.
In fact, this is the purpose of Shopkeeper Mi.
No matter how high the price of fresh vegetables is, Tianxianglou will not buy them again for another month at most, until spring comes and the flowers bloom.
When Xue Zhuang sent acorn vermicelli and tried his best to get Tianxianglou to sell it, shopkeeper Mi keenly discovered the business opportunity.
Shopkeeper Mi also came from a poor family and ate acorns in his early years.
He knew that acorns were bitter and hard to swallow, and they were originally used to satisfy hunger in order to survive when food was scarce.
The acorn noodles and acorn vermicelli sent from Kesuijin Town are not bitter, but taste strong and smooth, which is very suitable for the kind of elegant people who live in high places, but also want to understand the people's sentiments and return to their roots.
Those adults can take a bite of the exquisite acorn steamed buns and recite: "Suffer with the people, share the happiness with the people! You are sad, and you are open-minded!"
But he didn't want to buy too much. After all, this thing was cheap and could not be considered elegant. It could only give those people a sense of freshness.
The deed between Xue Zhuang and Tianxianglou was quickly written, in duplicate, and it required that every month from now on, Broken Gold Town would hand over thousands of kilograms of acorn vermicelli to Tianxianglou for a period of one year.
Signing the monogram, Xue Zhuang pressed his fingerprint on the last place.
Being able to earn a stable income for Ruijin Town within a year made him feel happy, and the worries of being bullied by Shopkeeper Mi just now were gone.
In this way, Ruijin Town can get at least six taels of silver from Tianxiang Tower every month.
Hu Qing on the side couldn't hide the joy on his face. His family was making vermicelli.
Although Tianxianglou's six taels of silver is not much, it can provide a fixed income every month, and each family can receive one tael of silver.
From now on, when farming is busy and farming is busy, and when farming is slack, work is done. If you have food and money, you will no longer have to worry about living a hard life.
For this business, the two of them thanked Shopkeeper Mi profusely and almost kowtowed.
Shopkeeper Mi is also very proud. He will not sell this kind of exotic food in Qili County, but will send it to Fucheng, where there is a market among high-end people.
Xue Zhuang and Hu Qing left Tianxiang Tower and found a tavern to relax on their own. Little did they know that Song Liyun was also in Tianxiang Tower at this time.
In the lobby of the restaurant, in front of Song Liyun, sitting directly in front of Ma Jin Dao, was an old man with a white beard wearing a fur and brocade robe with an arrogant look on his face.
"The girl's surname is Song?"
"Surname Song!"
Song Liyun put down her chopsticks, wiped the sauce from the corner of her mouth with the cotton handkerchief Yun Niang had prepared for herself, and then said, "Who is this old man?"
The old man didn't say a word, didn't even say hello, he sat directly opposite him, and he looked like he was being pushy.
Although she came to Tianxiang Tower just to have people come to her door, she didn't like this method very much.
At least it should be served after everyone has finished eating. The roasted lamb chops won’t taste good if they’re cold.
Seeing that Song Liyun did not stand up to greet him, a waiter next to him stepped forward and scolded: "This is the big boss of Tianxiang Tower, known as Mr. Hong. Why don't you bow quickly?"
It turns out that this old man is the big boss of Tianxiang Tower, Hong Jingtian, known as Mr. Hong.
Song Liyun heard that the voice of the person speaking was familiar. He raised his eyes and looked at the waiter. He was really an acquaintance. He was the same one who robbed him of roasted lamb chops last time. He couldn't help but chuckled: "Why doesn't the big boss of Tianxiang Tower let people have a good meal?"
, want to snatch the lamb chops I ordered?"
The waiter was suddenly speechless and his face turned red. Even though he had stayed after what happened last time, he could have been fined a monthly fine by the building.
The old man was flabbergasted when he saw the guy's words. He waved his hand to ask people to step back. He stopped showing off. He looked at Song Liyun and said with a half-smile but not a smile: "Young lady, you are so good at teaching my unlucky fourth brother a lesson. That's his fault."
You deserve it. According to the rules of the road, if you can't compete, you have to admit defeat, don't you think?"
With these words, it was easy to say that the dying Ming Qiande had learned some lessons.
Song Liyun was alert in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face and just continued to eat the mutton chops calmly.
He even gave a piece of meat to Han Ming, who had already looked nervous and guarded next to him: "Uncle Han, feel free to eat, this is Mr. Hong's shop, he can't ruin his own business!"
It was dinner time at this time. Although the area around Song Liyun had been cleared due to the arrival of Mr. Hong, there were still diners in other places in the lobby.
Moreover, if Mr. Hong wanted to do something, he could find a reason to call him to a quiet place, kill him or bury him.
Now that I am in front of a prominent person, I want to show that I am fair.
Since this old man wants to act, I should accompany him.
Sure enough, after hearing Song Liyun's words, Mr. Hong laughed: "Miss Song's courage is comparable to that of a man. Yes, yes, she suits my temper very well, old man.
Indeed, Jianghu is Jianghu.
The girl took the initiative to come to my Tianxiang House for dinner to give me Tianxiang House face.
To be honest, there are quite a few people from your Suijin Town who come to Qili County. It is very convenient to find someone to talk to. It is also convenient to ask about your brothers...
Don’t get me wrong, girl, I just want to see who the girl is, and also want to know what happened that day!
Just one sentence: How did Min Gande die?"
He spoke kindly and smiled warmly. To outsiders, he seemed to be having a heart-to-heart chat with his nephew and nephew.