The Pingcheng price list, which uses only horizontal and vertical columns instead of horizontal and vertical tables, records the prices of various daily necessities such as fruits, snacks, rice, flour, oil, pastries, and vegetables and meat from the market.
Street vendors sell roasted sweet potatoes, restaurants serve home-style dishes, and breakfast, late-night snacks, noodles, and porridge—all kinds of prices are available.
The last sheet of paper also included price quotes for clothing for all four seasons, as well as a list of various electrical appliances and their sales volumes.
The three sheets of paper, densely covered with writing, comprehensively revealed the economic level of the entire Pingcheng District center and the living standards of the people, which were linked to prices.
Some industries also have pricing strategies based on market competition, with different price points depending on the volume of foot traffic.
It takes into account all aspects, pays meticulous attention to detail, and has a clear overall perspective, giving a comprehensive overview.
Bai Lu found it hard to believe that Xiao Cheng, who was usually taciturn, aloof, and ruthless, and showed little interest in anything, actually had such a meticulous side.
After looking at these three price lists, she didn't need to discuss it with Wen Xiuyun's husband anymore; she could set the price directly.
Pingcheng is a county seat, better than a town, but far inferior to the prefecture-level city of Nanshi, so prices won't fluctuate too much.
The price of roasted chestnuts can double, but the price of pork in the city is not much higher than that in the town, less than double. If it is sold too expensively, it will be regarded as a luxury item. In this town with poor economic development and low living standards, people will only feel that it is better to buy meat than roasted chestnuts.
After all, when it comes to snacks and three meals a day, people who are used to hardship are not stupid.
I know it perfectly well in my heart.
Bai Lu already has a suitable price in mind.
Just then, footsteps came from behind.
The tall, imposing figure of the man, under the dim yellow light, cast a long, slanted shadow that gradually drew closer.
Bai Lu immediately put down the price list, turned around, and greeted him with a bright smile: "Acheng, did you get the price list from the rice vendor when you went to buy rice today?"
She usually doesn't call out to Acheng unless there's something wrong.
Not to mention, she was so considerate that she helped him take off his coat, folded it neatly, and placed it on a wooden chair next to him.
Looking at the busy, attentive figure before him, who was as diligent as a little bee, Xiao Cheng couldn't help but chuckle softly.
When she turned around, she nodded slightly, confirming her guess.
Bai Lu became even more attentive, immediately supporting Xiao Cheng's arm as if he were an emperor, and leading him step by step to the bed.
He even praised her, saying, "You're really amazing. You got such a detailed price list by just going to the rice processing plant. If it were me, it would have taken me a lot of effort."
Are you thirsty? Shall I get you a glass of water?
Xiao Cheng had just sat down and hadn't even had a chance to refuse when Bai Lu returned with a cup of hot water.
I also added two maltose candies.
With her eyes sparkling as she stared at him, she held the water cup in both hands and personally brought it to his lips: "It's been quite a few days since I've had maltose water. You must be missing it. I don't know if two maltose candies are sweet enough. If not, I'll go back and get another one. Try a bite first."
Xiao Cheng glanced down at the maltose syrup, a sweet aroma wafting up his nose, and his brows furrowed slightly involuntarily.
Oh no!
Seeing this, Bai Lu finally realized that the enamel cup seemed a bit hot, and he must have thought it was too hot.
He immediately took the cup back, bent down and gently blew on it once, twice, three times.
"It's okay, it's not hot anymore."
Xiao Cheng: "..."
She finally figured out how to blow once, or three times.
But what's the difference between this effect and not blowing it at all?
Regardless of whether he was satisfied or not, Bai Lu placed the cup in his hand and gently comforted him, "You just washed clothes, your hands are so cold. Holding this warm cup will warm you up, and drinking the sugar water will warm you up too."
Xiao Cheng pursed his thin lips, considering whether to refuse the maltose soup once and for all.
A slender, delicate finger suddenly reached to the bottom of the cup and pushed it upwards at a measured and polite pace.
The girl, with her eyes crinkled, gently pushed the bottle to his lips and softly said, "It'll get cold if you don't drink it now."
"If you drink it cold, it won't warm your stomach. It's already late, so finish it and go to bed..."
She was a little sleepy, her eyelids were drooping lazily.
Xiao Cheng finished the sugar water, poured a glass of hot water from the table, swirled it, and drank it in a few gulps.
When he returned, Bai Lu, who should have been standing or sitting by the bed, had already lay down on the bed, covered herself with the blanket, forced her eyelids open, said "Goodnight" to him, and then closed her eyes completely.
She fell asleep in no time.
Xiao Cheng stood in front of the bed, raised his hand to pinch the space between his eyebrows, and parted his thin lips slightly: "Don't you want your legs anymore?"
The sound was too soft; the girl wrapped in the blanket didn't hear it, didn't open her eyes, but unconsciously mumbled something.
"Um……"
Still?
Xiao Cheng stared at the rosy-cheeked little face sleeping on the bed for a while, then returned the way he came, opened the table drawer, and took out a small bottle that smelled of medicine.
...
After eating wontons for three days during the White Dew season, her foot recovered.
The price of roasted chestnuts in Pingcheng was set at six yuan yesterday when Wen Xiuyun and Yu Fugui came to pick up the goods.
Yu Fugui was initially worried that Bai Lu, who was unfamiliar with city prices, would set the prices too high.
When the price of six yuan was mentioned, he was immediately convinced. Don't underestimate this young girl; she is a shrewd and wise woman who knows how to do business in the long run.
Instead of just seeking quick money in the present moment.
Life was tough, and Wang Cuihua couldn't afford salt. In order to make her big business selling roasted chestnuts a success, she took a day off yesterday and took a motorcycle to the city early this morning to buy a brand new old-fashioned bicycle.
While still in the city, he spent a whole day teaching a bicycle shop owner how to ride a bicycle, eventually outsmarting the shop owner and successfully learning this advanced skill to take home.
Xinzhen is the town closest to Pingcheng.
Wang Cuihua rode from sunset to nightfall, finally bringing her newly bought old bicycle home.
Early the next morning, she rode her bicycle to Bai Lu's house and knocked on the door: "Bai Lu."
"White Dew, White Dew."
"I've come to get the roasted chestnuts."
"Open the door quickly."
The knocking on the door was incessant, like a death knell, relentless and deafening.
So much so.
After the door opened.
The man's gloomy face resembled that of Yama, the King of Hell, who had descended from hell to reap lives. His gaze swept across the area like a cold, sharp blade, cleaving through space and sweeping across the surrounding eight hundred miles.
Wang Cuihua felt as if she were being torn to pieces; her whole body ached, so she quickly moved the bicycle to the side.
They dared not block the center of the gate any longer.
She liked Xiao Cheng, who was cold and aloof but had a normal expression, not the murderous Yama in front of her.
Wang Cuihua tried hard to keep her smile steady, but her tongue trembled uncontrollably as she stammered, "I saw that it was almost dawn, and I thought that Bailu was usually so diligent, she must have gotten up early to roast the chestnuts, so I had to come over early too and take the roasted chestnuts to sell..."
"Brother Xiao Cheng, are you going to work so early too?"
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