Huo Xi reacted, turned around and looked over, and pursed her lips when she saw it was Qian Xiaoxia.
Yang Fu followed up and knocked Qian Xiaoxia away: "What are you doing?" He looked like a hen protecting her young.
"I think she's lost in thought."
"Then don't worry about it." Yang Fu glared at him.
"Uncle, are you back so early?" Huo Xi interrupted when he saw that the two of them were about to start a fight.
"Well, Xi'er, the prices of many things have increased." Yang Fu pouted.
Qian Xiaoxia also nodded: "When the price goes up, we won't make much money." He said angrily.
"How about you stop going to the city and go back to fish with your brother."
Qian Xiaoxia pursed his lips and glared at Yang Fu, "I don't want to, the city is so lively."
After hearing what they said, Huo Xi sat back again, resting her chin on her hands.
This situation was expected by her. At first, the people didn't react. They could make a lot of money from whatever they sold. But when everyone woke up, the streets were full of stalls selling goods. All kinds of food.
There is a dazzling array of things to drink and play with.
Those who don't have stalls and carts sell their goods on the streets with small baskets. Even those who open shops in the city use bullock carts and carts to sell goods outside. The more people selling goods, the less profit they make.
Now that even the source purchasing channel has raised prices, it is even less profitable.
At first, only sisters Xiao Miaoer and Zou Sheng were selling goods with Huo Xi and others in Taoyedu. Later, Ma Ji, Qian Xiaoxia and others came.
Everyone could make dozens of copper coins in one night, and they were very happy and full of enthusiasm.
However, after only ten days of sales, the market popularity began to decline.
It's not that there are fewer people, there are not many people. People from outside the city and nearby riverside counties are crowding towards the capital. There are many people, but there is more competition, and the people's purchasing desire has become more rational.
For example, when she and Yang sold velvet flowers, they doubled their profits from the beginning. They could sell them short in an hour or two. Now, they only earn more than ten or twenty cash per velvet flower. Sometimes they sell for one night, and the goods on a cart can be sold.
Not sold out.
When I pushed the trolley out, I could see that they were all selling velvet flowers. They not only gave away handkerchiefs like hers, but also gave away purses, sachets and so on.
Business is not doing well.
If you want to continue doing business, you must have scarce purchase channels. It would be better if the supply of goods is unique to you. In addition to the supply of goods, you must also develop more sales channels...
"Huo Xi, do you have any good ideas?"
"Yes, I have."
"What method?" Qian Xiaoxia happily sat down next to Huo Xi.
Yang Fu pulled him disgustedly, but his butt was too heavy, so he didn't pull him. He curled his lips and sat down next to Huo Xi's other side.
"Isn't your mother also selling goods? Go back and ask your mother, maybe your mother has a better way." Huo Xi looked at him sideways.
Qian Xiaoxia curled his lips: "I'll go back and ask her if she can still keep the three melons and two dates in my pocket? And what can she do?"
It's not that she looks down on her mother, maybe her mother doesn't make as much as he does these days.
Huo Xi glanced at him and smiled.
Mrs. Sun wanted to ask Qian Xiaoxia to sell goods together, so that she could have a helper. But Qian Xiaoxia insisted on working with people like Yang Fu and Xiao Miaoer. Ms. Sun was very angry.
These days, Qian Xiaoxia, following Yang Fu and others, has also made a lot of money. But Yu Ya, Zou Sheng and the others save whatever they earn, while he spends one of what he earns.
If you see something delicious, you will want to try it. If you see something delicious, you will squeeze in and buy a drink. Wherever there is excitement, go wherever it is.
He had been detained on the boat for so many years, and once he was let out, he would go wild and have fun, and no one could hold him back. People from Taoye Ferry would go back to the ferry boat at night, and he insisted on crowding in with Yang Fu, saying he could sleep in the courtyard.
willing.
In the past ten days, Mr. Sun really didn't know how much he had earned.
It's rare for Yang Fu to have a companion, and it's rare for him to have one more person.
He smiled and said, "Look, if we buy goods from others and want other people's things, of course we can only buy them at whatever price others say."
Seeing the two men nodding, he added: "But if it's our own thing and we don't have to buy it from others, wouldn't we make more money?"
If you want to make a lot of money, you have to have your own supply of goods. If you can't produce and supply it yourself, then you have to minimize the number of intermediate links. With fewer middlemen and less costs, profits will naturally increase.
"You mean we make our own food and sell it?" Qian Xiaoxia's eyes widened happily.
Well……
"That's right." Huo Xi nodded.
"If your mother knows how to make noodles, cakes, pastries, etc., and you make them yourself and sell them, of course you will make more money than others."
"Just like those selling glutinous rice balls and noodles?"
Qian Xiaoxia's eyes lit up, but soon dimmed again: "That would require a lot of additional things, and one or two people would be too busy."
His family has two boats, and at least one person must be left to guard them. Three people have to run a food stall, wash, cook, and greet guests...
Six hands may not be enough, and you can't go anywhere all night, you can only walk around the stall.
"How much can you make in one night?"
Huo Xi thought for a while: "For example, the glutinous rice dumpling seller, selling two to three hundred bowls a night is not a problem."
"But my mother doesn't know how to make glutinous rice balls. And even if she learns, if it doesn't taste good, others may not buy it." And he doesn't want to spend all night selling glutinous rice balls in front of the stall.
Even if he could make half a tael or a tael in one night, even if the three of him could make more than one person carrying a basket and hawking, he still couldn't do anything all night and could only walk around the stall.
He was so busy that he couldn't lift his head, so he could only stand at a stall selling glutinous rice balls. He still liked to sell them in the streets and watch the excitement.
Huo Xi glanced at him. He was not a shopkeeper. He was a bit wild at heart, and doing business was not suitable for him.
"I don't know what to do to make money." Huo Xi said.
She didn't want to sell soups and soups, it was too hard, and she didn't want Yang to do it.
Seeing the disappointed expressions on their faces, Huo Xi thought for a while and suggested: "Let's go outside and take a look before we talk." After that, he led the two of them out of the yard.
In Mu's mansion, Mu Yan was preparing to have lunch.
These days have been really comfortable. Since he was given the title by His Majesty, even his classmates in the Imperial College who usually didn't like to talk to him came to talk to him. There was also peace in the mansion.
His mother, Mrs. Cheng, has a smile on her face these days, no longer the stagnant look she had before.
The day after the conferment, the queen sent gifts in return to each of the married women. Cheng also received several pieces of brocade and prepared to make clothes for him herself.
A few days later, the eldest uncle of the Cheng family was recalled to the capital by Emperor Yongkang's order. Mrs. Cheng was happy for several days because she could see her family! She was no longer helpless in the capital.
Mu, the wife of Duke Dingguo, who was his second aunt, also sent a message to the Cheng family, saying that a family banquet was being held and inviting him and the Cheng family to come to the house.
Mrs. Cheng replied and said that she would take him to visit the house together in a few days.
Mu Yan tapped his fingers on the table, feeling happy.
It doesn’t seem that bad if you lose your identity.
He looked at the food on the table and glanced at it one by one. Although there were many dishes, each portion was small, only a few mouthfuls.
Mrs. Cheng knew that he didn't like waste and wanted him to eat well, so she ordered the kitchen to prepare more dishes for him at every meal. They always picked out what he liked.
Mu Yan pursed his lips and picked up the chopsticks.
One bite of vegetables and one bite of rice, it was delicious. After finishing a bowl of rice, I felt a little unfinished. I glanced at the table and stretched my chopsticks towards the plate filled with Sixi meatballs.
I picked one up and held it in front of my eyes to see what it was made of. Suddenly my face tightened, my chopsticks loosened, and the meatball fell to the ground.
It rolled around on the ground a few times before stopping.
Mu Yan pressed his hand tightly on his abdomen, looking painful.
With difficulty, he threw the bowl to the ground with his other hand, and then there was a crisp "ding" sound.
Li Yikaner pushed open the door and entered. When he saw Mu Yan falling down, his eyes were about to burst: "Young Master!" He rushed forward.
