Chapter 290 White Sugar
Concubine Xu attacked Wen Baolu, and Zhu Mingqing hoped that the other party would be killed as soon as possible!
"The address above is the current address of Concubine Xu's wet nurse. Prince, you can go check it out!"
Prince Zhou raised his eyes and said, "Madam, tell me everything you know. I can handle it!"
Zhu Mingqing smiled, shook his head and said nothing.
The effect is different when she says it and when the nanny asks it.
After seeing off Prince Zhou, Zhu Mingqing wanted to wait until Wen Baolu recovered before taking his men back to Guancheng.
Although Prince Zhou's attention was attracted by Concubine Xu's affairs, Bai Tang's matter was more important.
Ever since he promised to protect the Ming family, white sugar has been quietly available in various spice shops.
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In a restaurant in the city.
The shopkeeper looked at the little malt candy left and took out some silver to go buy more.
Although this pastry business is good, the malt sugar is too expensive.
The profit is not much either.
If there weren't some dignitaries who liked to eat it, he would have stopped doing such a thankless task long ago.
There is also a jujube paste cake shop in the north of the city that has been specializing in selling jujube paste cake for more than ten years.
It is not only famous in the northern part of the city, but also some young ladies and gentlemen often send people to buy it.
What's more, at the birthday banquet of Prince Huai's old concubine this year, the shop owner, Lao Dongtou, was allowed to serve date paste cake, which also caused quite a stir.
But in general, due to the high price of the raw material malt sugar, no matter how popular it is, the target audience is limited, and it is basically impossible to become rich.
Today, the old boss came to the grocery store just like the hotel owner, ready to buy more malt candy to take back.
"It's gone up again?" the old boss exclaimed. Seventy cents per pound of malt sugar is almost as expensive as oil.
"It was only fifty cents a couple of days ago. This has gone up so fast!"
"Who says it's not?" The hotel owner bought fifty kilograms of malt sugar with a heartache. This was only enough for one or two days, but he didn't dare to buy more.
The price of malt sugar changes every day. What if it drops again?
That would be a huge loss.
Even a wealthy man like him felt bad for it, and the old boss who was a small businessman was even more reluctant to part with it, "Can't you make it cheaper?"
The shopkeeper who sold malt sugar sighed, but was actually very happy. After all, the price of malt sugar had gone up, and he was the one making the money. "There was a disaster a while ago, and now the grain production has decreased, so malt sugar is expensive. Old boss, don't say I didn't warn you, you should stock up now, otherwise if the price goes up again later, your business will be ruined!"
The old man shook his head and said, "No, it's seventy cents a pound. My jujube paste cake will have to go up in price too. Who can afford it anymore? I have to go home and discuss it with my wife."
"Old boss, I have been in the malt candy business for more than 20 years. I'm not going to lie to you. If I don't sell it now, the price might go up another seven or eight cents in an hour." The malt candy shopkeeper had an expression that said if you don't buy it, you will suffer a great loss, which made the old boss feel uneasy.
I touched the silver bag in my arms. It was only five taels of silver. I thought I could buy ten kilograms at that time, but now I can only buy seven kilograms. This is too much to check.
"How about this? I'll give you a two-cent discount. That's the bottom line. You know, the malt sugar business is tough right now." The shopkeeper said with embarrassment, "If it weren't for your old customer, I wouldn't give you a discount."
"Five cents!" Old Dong gritted his teeth.
"No!" The owner of the malt sugar shop immediately refused, whispering, "I didn't lose a cent from the owner of the big restaurant just now. If this gets out, how will I ever do business again? I'm only giving you a two-cent discount because we're friends!"
In the past, the purchase price of a pound of malt sugar was thirty wen, and I could make twenty wen. But now that food is scarce and transportation on the road is inconvenient, the cost of a pound of malt sugar has reached forty wen, including various expenses.
Besides, business is difficult now. Earning ten cents more than before can be considered conscientious compared with those sugar merchants in Jiangnan.
The old man also knew the recent market situation of malt sugar. The price changed every day. He was afraid that when he returned home, the price would go up again.
After all, I am not as knowledgeable as others.
"Okay, then give me seven first..." Before he could finish his words, the sound of gongs and drums came from outside.
"White sugar, the best icing sugar, only thirty-five cents a pound!"
"Everyone come and take a look! Today, if you buy ten pounds, you can get one pound free. Don't miss it if you pass by!"
The lively sounds soon attracted many people. The spice shop has now been transformed into a grocery store, specializing in spices, fruits, vegetables and other food condiments.
Old Dongtou also vaguely heard the word "sugar". He walked out of the door and looked at the grocery store diagonally opposite. There was someone next to him holding a big sign with the word "sugar" written on it and the price written at the bottom.
His eyes suddenly widened and he turned around: "I don't want the malt sugar for now!"
After saying that, he ran diagonally across!
"Hey!" The owner of the malt candy shop curled his lips. He was busy before and didn't pay attention to the shouting outside, but there was a lot of commotion in the grocery store, and he soon learned the news that posed a great threat to his shop.
The shopkeeper immediately ran out, and did not forget to instruct his employees not to oversee the business.
There were already a lot of people crowding outside the grocery store, and the owner of the malt candy shop followed the crowd into the store, but he was stopped as soon as he arrived!
The shopkeeper immediately glared at him, what does that mean?
Don't let him in!
"Sir, please wait a moment. The shop is now at its peak capacity. You can only enter after everyone leaves!"
The owner of the malt sugar shop was about to curse when he saw the old man happily buying a large can of something white. He immediately asked, "Is that sugar?"
The waiter turned around and nodded: "Exactly!"
"Like malt candy?" His heart beat faster.
The waiter shook his head and said proudly, "How can they be the same? Our white sugar is cheaper than malt sugar and sweeter. You use a pound of malt sugar to make something, but we only need 7 or 8 ounces of white sugar!"
The owner of the malt candy shop felt dizzy and wanted to faint.
As soon as he was released, he rushed over immediately, but the place where sugar was sold was blocked by a high counter, and many people came for the sugar, so he was almost trampled under the crowd.
As soon as he bought half a pound of sugar, he couldn't wait to taste it in the shop.
In an instant, the body stiffened!
So sweet!
Lighter than malt sugar and tastes sweeter!
Immediately afterwards, the shopkeeper broke out in a cold sweat.
What a loss! I’m going to lose a lot!
Thinking about the 500 kilograms of malt sugar I just bought yesterday, who would want to buy expensive malt sugar when there is white sugar in front of them?!
The owner of the malt sugar shop felt like he had lost all hope in life. He walked out of the grocery store in a trance, holding a small jar of sugar, and was grabbed by the old boss!
"Brother, do you want to sell this can?" The old boss looked very happy. If the grocery store had not restricted each person to buying a maximum of five kilograms a day, he would have wanted to buy up all the sugar in the store.
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