Madam Han thought for a moment and said, "How about this, one jin will be half a tael of silver."
Qiao Lian'er's heart skipped a beat. She thought it would be at least 700 coins per catty, but Madam Han cut the price in half.
Da Cheng and Dayong were also reluctant. They felt that although the mushrooms in the jar were not as good as termite mushrooms, they were still quite delicious.
Madam Han saw through their thoughts and smiled, "It's not that I'm deliberately giving you a low price. Besides, this price isn't low. Yes, the new things you brought are also very delicious, but sometimes the taste can be completely different just by being one level apart."
Qiao Lian'er still wanted to try: "Madam, can't you really give me a little more?"
"I've already told you the reason. To be honest, we've never eaten anything like mountain delicacies or seafood in our family. The only thing that really amazed me was the matsutake mushrooms you sent earlier. These are all valuable, but they can't compare to the value of matsutake mushrooms."
Qiao Lian'er thought of the wild mushrooms covering the mountains and fields. Even if they were 500 coins per catty, as long as the quantity was large, they could still make a lot of money.
"Alright, if Madam is willing to accept it, we will send it over again tomorrow."
"This jar is for Madam to try."
Mrs. Han's smile softened: "They seem to be quite heavy. I'll pay you. I can't let you work for nothing."
He then had someone next to him take out two taels of silver and hand it to Qiao Lian'er.
Whether it's too much or too little, it's a token of goodwill from both sides.
Qiao Lian'er took the silver and bowed to Madam Han.
She really didn't intend to sell these few kilograms; since they were given to her, she should be grateful.
"Little sister, why don't we ask other places? Maybe they'll offer a higher price," Da Cheng said.
Qiao Lian'er thought for a moment and shook her head: "The fewer people who know about this, the better. The reason why the people in Anning Alley are wealthy is because they have methods and abilities that others don't. What if they send someone to follow us? Will we still be able to continue this business?"
Moreover, she felt fortunate because Mrs. Han did not delve into where these things came from; she simply accepted them because they tasted good.
If another family wanted to make this money, or even avoid paying for it, then the Qiao family could forget about building a big courtyard.
This made Dayong and Dacheng a little nervous. Considering the Song family's behavior, yes, they must not let more people know.
Grandma Qiao was cleaning the pigsty, while Grandpa Qiao was reinforcing it from the outside, nailing planks into the larger gaps to prevent the piglets from escaping.
Grandma Qiao: "Why don't we buy a cow and a cowcart? Then the children won't have to walk to town every day."
Old Man Qiao: "It would be better to buy a horse, and then a carriage, which would make it more convenient to go to the county town."
Upon hearing this, Old Mrs. Qiao started cursing and almost shoveled the manure from her shovel onto Old Mr. Qiao's face.
"A horse costs eighty taels, a carriage costs twenty taels, that's a hundred taels in total. These are things for rich people. They don't even look at how many coins they have in their pockets or whether their houses have been built yet, and they're already eyeing them."
Seeing the increasingly tense atmosphere, Old Man Qiao couldn't help but tremble and quickly begged for mercy with a bitter face.
"Old woman, I was wrong, I was wrong too. I just wanted to make things easier and more convenient for the children. The horse runs fast, and the carriage is protected from the wind, rain, and sun."
"So those are good things. Good things are bound to be expensive. A decent ox, plus the oxcart, would cost over twenty taels. Just thinking about spending so much money at once makes my heart ache. But even if it hurts, it's not as important as the children."
Dayong walked into the courtyard: "Grandpa, Grandma, what do you want, an ox or a cart? It's only a short distance from home to town. Besides, we still live in a thatched hut. You want to enjoy life? We're not that delicate."
“Yes, Grandpa and Grandma, let’s work together to achieve our goal of building the house first, and then we can talk about the rest,” Qiao Lian’er said.
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