Chapter 41: Business comes and goes quickly.

Liu Zhong was speechless and he didn't know why these little buns were so expensive.

It looks a little smaller than the meat buns sold on the street for three cents each. Although it has more juice, it can't be a penny more expensive, right?

"What are you talking about, kid? We've already bought the food, why not share it with everyone and let everyone have a taste." Mother Liu brought bowls and chopsticks and picked up one for each of the people at home.

The thin skin has a lot of fillings, and you can clearly feel the juice shaking inside when you pick it up with chopsticks.

Liu Zhong suddenly remembered something. Seeing his father about to take a bite, he quickly reminded him, "Dad, eat slowly. There's a lot of soup in this."

Unfortunately, he was too late, and Butcher Liu had already bitten off half of it.

Now, just like the man in the town this morning, all the juice splashed out, and only the dough and meat were left of a good soup dumpling. The juice was really wasted.

Seeing this, the other people at the table poked the dumplings with bamboo chopsticks and waited until all the soup inside flowed into the bowl before eating the dumplings and drinking the soup.

"The soup is really delicious." It was the first time for Liu's mother to eat such buns. She couldn't help but wonder why there was so much soup in the buns when they were obviously made of pork filling.

Although Liu the Butcher didn't drink the soup, he still ate the buns. He chewed them carefully, trying to recall the taste of the buns.

"Dad, what do you think? They're worth four cents." Liu Zhong originally regretted buying six, but after eating this one, he regretted buying too few.

How to enjoy one per person.

"The skin is thin and the filling is large, and the meat inside is also fresh and good." Butcher Liu deals with pigs all day long, and he can tell whether the meat is fresh or not just by tasting it.

It's only four cents, which is indeed a bit expensive. Ordinary people can't afford it.

"Dad, I bought this food from the Zong family's stall. I see they have some skills, and I heard that the noodles with meat sauce are very delicious." Liu Zhong said while looking at his younger sister, as if telling her, don't worry and marry him, you should not starve to death in your husband's family.

Upon hearing this, Butcher Liu kicked him on the stool in anger, "Why are you buying from someone else's stall? Our two families are about to become relatives, and if you do this, others will think you're trying to get something for free."

Liu Zhong wasn't really a fool. He explained, "How is that possible? I went there when no one else was around. Erlang's wife didn't recognize me, but she took my money. How can I be considered eating for free?"

When Liu the butcher thought of the twenty-four copper coins, his heart choked and he could no longer utter a word to refute.

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Yuan Township.

It was noon and many people were eating on the street.

Qiu Xuan was standing in front of the stall selling soup dumplings to someone.

For the whole morning, apart from the whole basket that was sold at the beginning and four more that were sold sporadically, no one bought the rest.

Many people came to take a look, but when they heard the price, they all went back. Selling a small bun for four cents is crazy!

Seeing that the buns were not selling well, the clan mother was extremely anxious. She whispered to Qiu Xuan, "How about we lower the price to three cents each?"

"We can't lower the price." Qiu Xuan shook her head. "Mom, if we lower the price now, these buns won't sell at all. Everyone is waiting for them to get cheaper."

When it comes to price reductions, people often say that once there is a price reduction, there will be a second one.

Qiu Xuan doesn't plan to lower the price. If it can't be sold, then it can't be sold. At worst, the ones made today can be eaten by the family. I'll just make less tomorrow.

Just as she was about to pack up the steamer and close the stall, she saw a servant running towards her in a hurry.

As soon as he stopped, he put the purse on the table and said, "I want all the rest."

"Four cents each, and there are two full baskets." Qiu Xuan handed him the baskets. "Forty-eight cents."

"This is for you as a gift." Qiu Yun packed up the last one and gave it to the servant boy.

The servant was naturally delighted to have gotten some food for free. He said cheerfully, "My young master likes fresh food. If there's any left tomorrow, remember to save two baskets for us."

Qiu Xuan was looking forward to this kind of business, but how could such a good thing happen every day?

She smiled and asked cleverly, "Okay, I'll save some for you tomorrow. If you can't make it, tell me Fuyuan and I'll bring it to you. I'll make sure it's hot."

"This is better. It saves me from running back and forth." The servant told the location readily.

Qiu Xuan didn't know much about Yuanxiang Town, so she waited until Zong Xiao brought back the buns before she asked him.

Qiu Yu: "Do you know where the academy is?"

Zong Xiao put the collected money into his purse and nodded. "The academy is only three blocks away from us, but you have to turn a corner. Why did you think of asking about the academy?"

Qiu Yun told him what had just happened, "The man only said to send it to the house behind the academy, and I was afraid he would send it to the wrong one."

When Zong Xiao heard the word "behind the academy", he instantly knew whose house it was.

"It should be the dean's house."

"Dean?"

"Well, there is only one academy in our town. Dean Wang has been in charge of all matters big and small in the academy since he came to our town." Zong Xiao also heard this information from other people, but the information was authentic.

Since Dean Wang is in charge of the academy, he must be quite old. The young master the servant just mentioned must not be the dean.

That could only be Dean Wang's family. The Dean's family would probably be studying at the academy.

Qiu Yun pondered the matter carefully, and an idea immediately came to her mind. She asked, "Do the students in the academy also buy food outside?"

"Of course, the stalls near the academy have to pay money to others to survive." Zong Xiao had originally thought about setting up a stall near the academy. But the monthly fee there was two cents, which was really too much.

Qiu Xuan understood what he meant, but she was not afraid of paying money. As long as she could get a good position and earn more money, everything else was trivial.

Qiu Xuan had originally promised Zong Xiao that he would go and take her there tomorrow, but in order to see the terrain and flow of people near the academy, Qiu Xuan decided to go along herself.

The next morning, Qiu Xuan carried a lunch box of soup dumplings and went to the first shop behind the academy.

The person who opened the door was a servant. Although he looked very similar to the one from yesterday, they were definitely not the same person.

"Are you two here to deliver buns?" asked the boy who opened the door.

"Hmm." Qiu Xuan opened the steamer a little and saw six soup dumplings of the same size still steaming inside.

The servant took it with a smile and handed Qiu Yun the silver he had prepared early in the morning. "My elder brother has already given me instructions. One hand is for the buns, the other hand is for the silver. Oh, and he also said that you don't have to send it tomorrow. My young master is almost tired of it."

"Okay." Qiu Yun didn't expect that such a good deal would only last for three days, but she made a lot of money in three days, so she didn't lose money after all.

Zong Xiao followed her and saw that she didn't look happy when she came, so he thought she was sad because she lost her business.

He patted her left shoulder and coaxed her softly, "Although this business is about to disappear, we don't have to worry. Some people like these steamed buns. At worst, we can sell them one by one. I think we can sell them all."

The sunlight fell on Qiu Xuan's face, and she squinted her eyes slightly to feel the warmth.

"What do you think about us setting up a stall here?" Qiu Xuan's hands were always busy, she was only thinking about making money.

Zong Xiao hesitated for a moment: "The location is good, but it's a pity that they ask for too much money."

We all run a small business, and who can afford to give out two cents every month to others?

"Let's give it a try. I think the place we just passed by is good." Qiu Xuan looked back at Fu Yuan, which was about to disappear from her sight, and the idea of ​​opening a separate stall became stronger and stronger in her mind.

Whether it succeeds or fails, she wants to try it once.

Who would have thought that before Qiu Xuan had prepared the kitchen utensils needed to open a stall, the stall she had her eyes on and had already paid for was snatched away by someone at a high price. That person even imitated her in everything.

Not only are the names of the noodles the same, but even the quantity and arrangement of ingredients on the stalls are exactly the same!