The scholar, who was not yet 30 years old, saw his son holding several picture albums and asking him to buy them. But before he could say anything, another son who was only four or five years old also said that he wanted to buy watercolor pens and picture albums.
The scholar looked at the ladies setting up stalls and said, "Madam, how do you sell this?"
Hearing this, Yan Rong smiled and said, "Sir, look at this picture album. The paper quality is very good, and the pictures in it are also very rich, so the price is very good. One copy costs 200 copies."
"200 Wen? It's not that much." The scholar said, for ordinary people, 200 Wen is indeed a lot, but for rich people like them, 200 Wen is really a very small price.
You should know that a book in a book store, just an enlightenment book like the "Three Character Classic", costs two or three taels of silver, so 200 texts is really not much.
"In that case, then this one, this one, and that one...I bought them all." The scholar took several picture albums and said. The price of a graffiti picture album is only 200 Wen, and the total of 5 books is only one tael of silver.
It's really cheap for people like them.
"Where's this pen? How much does it cost?"
"This pen costs 500 coins for 12 colors, and one tael of silver for 24 colors..." Yan Rong introduced.
"Dad, I want this." The little doll said, pointing to the 72-color watercolor pen.
"Then I want this."
The little kid bought several graffiti albums, and another person bought a set of 72-color watercolor pens. In the end, the money they spent was less than one-third of the price of the pens, inks, paper and inkstones their father bought.
The literati is a pampered person, but he is not stingy about spending money on himself. The pens, inks, paper and inkstones he buys are very good, and they are very expensive.
For example, the rice paper is of the highest quality; the writing brush is also of fine quality, and can write very smoothly; as for the ink, of course it is Hui ink. How could something like this not be expensive?
"Sir, in addition to selling pens, inks, paper and inkstones, we have other things here." Yan Rong said with a smile, "Look, these are food, this snack called bread, as well as cakes, biscuits...
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"What is she eating?" the seven-year-old baby asked, pointing to Yan Ke who was nibbling spicy strips.
There are still a lot of food at Chen Xun's stall, but they are basically snacks. Yan Ke just asked her sister-in-law's permission to eat spicy strips. She likes this sweet and spicy thing very much.
Yan Rong looked back at her sister who was eating deliciously, and said with a smile, "This is called spicy strips, it tastes a bit spicy, sir, you are still young..."
"I'm not young anymore," the seven-year-old boy retorted, "I want to eat this."
Yan Rong thought for a moment and looked up at the boy's father and asked, "Sir, this is a snack called spicy strips from our stall. Do you want to buy it?"
The scholar glanced at his two sons who were eagerly watching Yan Ke eat, and thought for a moment, "Is spicy strips the same kind?"
"No, there are several types of spicy strips, including large gluten strips, large spicy strips, large noodles, etc." Yan Ke said, "It's delicious. The one I ate is large gluten-free, and it's really delicious.
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The scholar thought for a while, pointed to something else and asked, "These are chicken feet? Do you still sell chicken feet?"
"Yes." Yan Rong nodded.
The literati was very surprised. He could see that the clothes of the young ladies setting up the stalls were very good, and the fabrics were also very expensive. From this, he thought that the families of these young ladies should be very good.
Would a young lady from such a family actually set up a stall selling chicken feet?
The literati family was considered a minor aristocrat, and they used to think that things like sewer were despicable and would not be eaten.
Later, Chenji Hot Pot Restaurant opened in Chang'an City. When they went to eat hot pot, they would order some pig trotters, tiger skin chicken feet, duck intestines, stir-fried chicken offal and the like.
I didn’t expect that now, a young lady would set up a stall selling chicken feet?
"Sir, our pickled pepper chicken feet are very delicious. Do you want to buy some? There are also different flavors of chicken feet, including garlic flavor, spicy flavor, and lemon flavor. Would you like to buy some, sir?"
Yan Rong and Yan Long cooperated and sold spicy strips, chicken feet, duck feet, duck necks and other snacks to the father and son, making a small profit.
Before the sisters had time to count the money, the next customer came, so they cheered up and tried to deal with the guests, asking them to spend money to buy things.
I wrote this chapter when I just felt sleepy and woke up after a nap. I will post one chapter first and the remaining 1,000 words later.