On the way to Youranju, Zheng Ruqian had already figured out how to tell Manager Hao.
Upon arriving at the restaurant, he expertly slipped into a private room, sat opposite Manager Hao, and said with a worried expression, "Thank goodness, thank goodness."
Manager Hao stopped checking the accounts and glanced at him. "What's wrong? Were you forced to come here by some rich girl?"
Only the eldest brother, Xu Mo, received this treatment. How could a businessman like him, who was neither handsome nor talented, nor charming and dashing, possibly receive it?
Zheng Ruqian spat twice on the ground, "Manager Hao is joking again, what girl would want me?"
"It's not that there isn't one." Manager Hao fiddled with the abacus and said in a deep tone, "You have thick eyebrows, big eyes, a high nose, and a wide mouth. You have an upright and dignified appearance, which is what your mother-in-law likes the most."
"What good is it if the mother-in-law likes it? It's not as good as the girl liking it." Zheng Ruqian said dismissively.
Standing beside Xu Mo and Chang Yan, and compared to Fang Heng and Wen Zhiyun, everyone knew that Zheng Lao Er was the least attractive of them all.
But to his surprise, Manager Hao narrowed his eyes and said meaningfully, "Who said there aren't any? My daughter likes them quite a bit."
"Cough cough cough." Zheng Ruqian almost choked to death on a mouthful of tea.
He suddenly remembered that when he delivered goods to Youranju last time, he seemed to have met Manager Hao's wife. At that time, she was with a plump and round girl. Because her face was so round, it was impossible to tell how old she was. All he knew was that she was Manager Hao's only daughter.
At the time, Zheng Ruqian even made a couple of comments, "Neither Manager Hao nor Madam Hao are fat, so how come they gave birth to a girl who looks exactly the same from head to toe?"
As a result, karma came back to bite them.
Zheng Ruqian trembled and declined in a low voice, "Shopkeeper, you are too kind. I have no father, no mother, no home, and no job. I really have no intention of getting married. I only hope to return to my hometown in glory in the future and then consider my life's important matters."
The implication is, "Make money first, then get married."
Shopkeeper Hao smiled, his eyes crinkling, and said nothing more.
Zheng Ruqian breathed a sigh of relief and quickly got to the point, "Did you use up the sausages that Manager Hao tasted earlier? I brought another ten catties this time, hoping that Manager Hao will like them."
He said he wanted it, and asked Wang Xiaosong to put the sausages on the table.
Manager Hao was taken aback, and frowned. "Only ten catties?"
Ten catties can only yield twenty plates, but Youranju can accommodate at least a hundred guests a day.
"Yes," Zheng Ruqian feigned ignorance, "Ten catties should be enough for Manager Hao to eat for a while."
Shopkeeper Hao glanced at him, then suddenly smiled and said, "I thank you on Xiangxiang's behalf. She loves sausages the most."
Zheng Ruqian's hair stood on end.
He's here to be a shrewd businessman, not to be a live-in son-in-law; Manager Hao has misunderstood.
Fortunately, upon further reflection, I realized that a shrewd old man like Manager Hao could not possibly misunderstand; he was clearly using Hao Xiangxiang as a pawn in a game of strategy.
If Zheng Ruqian runs away in fear, he will really lose!
Even though Hao Xiangxiang was twice as wide as him, Master Zheng still clasped his hands in a fist and bowed, saying, "The most important thing is that Manager Hao is happy."
After settling the payment for the dried green beans, the master and servant swaggered away from Youran Residence.
On this trip to Anshui County, he brought back a full 500 catties of dried green beans. He gave 200 catties to Youranju in the prefectural city, 100 catties to Xieyang County, and stored the remaining 200 catties in Zanhua Courtyard.
Once the 200 jin (100 kg) are sold out, the green beans in Shili Town should be ready for harvest.
"Boss, aren't you afraid that Manager Hao won't want our sausages?" Wang Xiaosong asked with concern.
Well, what he really wanted to ask was, wasn't the boss afraid that Manager Hao really wanted him to become a live-in son-in-law?
Zheng Ruqian didn't understand and grinned, saying, "Good wine needs no bush, and our sausage is currently unique in Anshui County."
Now it's a contest of who can stay calm.
If I do the math, ten pounds of sausages can only be sold for a maximum of two days.
Two days later, with more customers demanding sausages, Manager Hao would definitely have to talk to him about the price.
Zheng Ruqian was very pleased with himself, his mind filled with thoughts of the price of the sausages.
Is it better to pay 200 coins per catty or 300 coins per catty?
Pork that costs five coins a pound is made into sausages and sold for two hundred coins a pound. Even Jiang Sheng would call it a swindler if he knew.
That's the ultimate act of deception.
Two days later.
Sure enough, someone from Youranju arrived and respectfully invited Zheng Ruqian to a private room.
Manager Hao sat in his usual spot, frowning as he asked, "Don't try to be mysterious, how much are these sausages?"
"Not for sale." Zheng Ruqian said decisively.
Manager Hao's expression froze immediately.
Zheng Ruqian wasn't afraid of him. He rolled up his sleeves and said, "It's not that I don't want to sell to Youranju, it's just that I can't make it in the summer. I made more than 200 jin, and it all went bad."
Shopkeeper Hao's expression softened. "Then where did the ten catties you gave me come from?"
"I made a few dozen kilograms at the beginning of the year, and after giving them away to this person and that person, there's basically not much left," Zheng Ruqian said honestly.
He was clearly lying, but his thick eyebrows and big eyes exuded righteousness, making people subconsciously believe him.
"What should we do?" Manager Hao said with a worried expression. "Several of our regular customers have fallen in love with the sausage rice and order it every time they come. We've already missed it twice, and they say they'll tear down the restaurant if we come a third time."
High-ranking officials and nobles are the people you absolutely cannot afford to offend. If they say they want to demolish something, even if they can't actually do it, they'll still cause a ruckus and make life unbearable for You Ran.
Manager Hao was really anxious.
Zheng Ruqian asked curiously, "How much is a serving of sausage rice?"
Manager Hao didn't speak, but the waiter next to him quickly chimed in, "Two taels of silver per serving."
Zheng Ruqian's eyes widened, his heart pounding.
A serving of sausage rice uses a maximum of half a pound of sausage, which can be sold for two ounces of silver.
He was still debating whether two hundred or three hundred coins would be more appropriate for a pound of sausages.
Compared to You Ran Ju, he is truly a great philanthropist.
Seeing that Manager Hao was getting more and more anxious, Zheng Ruqian coughed twice, "If it really doesn't work, I'll squeeze out some for you."
Manager Hao suddenly turned his head around, and the waiter next to him couldn't help but mutter, "They're still raising prices on the spot."
Zheng Ruqian wasn't ashamed at all. Scarcity increases value, and whoever is in a hurry will offer a high price.
You don't have to buy Youranju.
Shopkeeper Hao stared at Zheng Ruqian for a long time, making the young man feel uneasy, before finally revealing a slight smile, "What's the price?"
Zheng Ruqian stretched out one hand.
"Fifty coins?" The waiter standing nearby looked surprised.
Zheng Ruqian shook his head. "Five hundred, and only fifty jin. If it's you, I'll send it over."
That lad is a real cunning fellow.
Manager Hao should have been angry, and in fact he was indeed unhappy, but when he thought about Zheng Ruqian's changes over the past two years, he couldn't help but smile.
After laughing, he slammed his hand on the table and said, "Deal."
Five hundred cash per catty, fifty catties is twenty-five taels of silver.
Cash on delivery.
After Zheng Ruqian left with the silver, the waiter asked in confusion, "The shopkeeper knew he was trying to raise prices, so why did he agree to cooperate with him?"
Manager Hao stroked his goat beard and couldn't help but laugh. "First, Youranju really needs sausages. Second, I think this kid is really clever, and I'm increasingly optimistic about him and Xiangxiang."
at the same time.
Zheng Ruqian, who had just stepped out of Youran Residence, suddenly heard a melodious voice, "Brother Zheng..."
He looked up and saw a wall.
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