"Cough cough cough cough."
The boy cleared his throat, trying to make his expression look innocent and honest. "The workshop in Anshui County that the head manager mentioned is also ours."
The head manager, sitting on the high chair, stared wide-eyed.
“If you insist that the cured meats from Anshui County are more fragrant, we can also transport them.” Zheng Ruqian held up two fingers. “We also handle transportation, and we only charge 20% of the transportation fee. What do you think?”
It's a bit of a shame that the brother and sister were so busy with the workshop that they didn't have time to arrange for someone to transport the goods.
Zheng Ruqian, as the owner, had no choice but to sacrifice himself and personally take charge.
He was filled with pride and didn't notice that the manager's expression changed from shock to disbelief, then to bewilderment, and finally to resentment.
"Two taels of silver..." the head manager muttered indignantly, "Even in Fengjing, you won't find anything this expensive."
Actually, yes.
For example, lychees are transported from the south every May and June, and a single lychee can be worth a fortune.
As the ancients said, "A rider gallops through the dust, bringing smiles to the imperial concubine's face, but no one knows it's lychees that have arrived," which gave lychees an even more precious aura, causing a "lychee-eating craze" to sweep through Fengjing every hot summer.
The wealthy heiresses not only ate themselves, but also treated others to meals, thus displaying their wealth and elevating their status so that no one dared to underestimate them.
The reason why preserved meats are considered unworthy of their high price is because pork is cheap and not rare.
But Zheng Ruqian has no regrets about raising the price.
The rent and labor costs in Anshui County are less than half of those in Fengjing, yet preserved meat can still sell for 500 coins. Why can't it fetch a good price in Fengjing?
However, two taels of silver was indeed a bit too much. Seeing the heartache and struggle on the head manager's face, Zheng Ruqian turned around and winked at his sister.
Jiang Sheng understood immediately.
The little girl looked up and asked innocently, "Second brother, do we really have to sell it for two taels of silver? Can you ask for less money? It's making your uncle feel so bad."
The head manager was taken aback, quickly composed himself, and wondered if he had been too emotional.
“Cheap? How cheap?” Zheng Ruqian glared and puffed out his beard. “We also have costs to make preserved meat. We have so many people to feed. If we lower the price, we won’t even cover our costs.”
“But…” Jiang Sheng shook his arm, “Let’s just give Uncle a little discount, just a little bit, just a little bit.”
Zheng Ruqian looked troubled, torn between his own desire to lower the price, but he was reluctant to do so.
The manager across from him suddenly felt his heart leap into his throat.
After a long pause, Zheng Ruqian finally made up his mind, "I'll only give you a discount of five hundred coins at most. Take it or leave it."
Two ounces of cured meat per pound, after deducting five hundred coins, becomes one and a half ounces, which is equivalent to a third cheaper. Anyone would be tempted.
The head manager stood up almost immediately, extended his hand and said, "Young friend, don't be hasty, let's discuss it further."
Half an hour later.
Zheng Ruqian held the still-scented document in his hand, examining it from top to bottom and admiring it from left to right.
Although he didn't have his elder brother's exceptional literary talent, he relied on the "Literature Star" (a Chinese dictionary) every day, so it would be difficult for him to be illiterate.
At least he could understand all the words on the contract. After confirming that there was no trap, Zheng Ruqian and the head manager signed and sealed the contract, selling the preserved meat to Youranju for one and a half taels of silver, with a minimum monthly supply of two hundred catties.
Once the formalities are completed at the government office, the contract officially takes effect, becoming an agreement and a binding obligation between the two parties.
"Young friends, please make sure to supply Youranju with goods in a timely manner." The head manager smiled and said, still not treating the brother and sister equally, but at least no longer condescending. "If there are any new goods, just send them over."
Zheng Ruqian immediately thought of Aunt Zhang's plain noodles.
But Jiang Sheng only tugged at his clothes, which made him swallow all his words.
On the way back.
Zheng Ruqian couldn't help but ask, "Why not sell the plain noodles at Youranju? They would definitely be welcomed by the people of Fengjing."
Fengjing has no shortage of wealthy people. As long as there is a novel enough gimmick, even a bowl of plain white noodles can attract people like moths to a flame.
Moreover, Aunt Zhang's plain noodles are surprisingly delicious.
But Jiang Sheng had other ideas.
This was the little girl's second idea, besides the workshop.
“Second brother, the plain noodles were made by aunt.” Jiang Sheng said carefully. “I remember she said before that she wanted to open her own shop.”
Not selling plain noodles without permission is a sign of respect for Aunt Zhang.
Supporting Aunt Zhang in opening her shop was Jiang Sheng's gift to this kind woman.
Everyone should bravely pursue the life they dream of—the older brothers, Xiao Jiang Sheng, and of course, Aunt Zhang should too.
The carriage was still clattering along, and outside, the clamor of merchants filled the air.
Zheng Ruqian felt a slight tingling in his nose and reached out to rub the little girl's head. "What have I done to deserve such a kind little sister in this life?"
Jiang Sheng grinned, "I'm also very lucky to have such great older brothers."
To be able to meet is itself an arrangement of fate.
Meeting you all is the greatest fortune.
It was already dark when I returned to the courtyard.
The brothers sat in twos and threes, each busy with their own things, but their eyes were all glancing towards the door.
Their hearts sank slightly when they finally saw the bouncy and lively little Jiang Sheng.
Seeing Zheng Ruqian looking so serious again completely put my mind at ease.
Fengjing is different from Anshui County. This city is too big and too prosperous, with too many wealthy families and too many powerful figures that are not to be trifled with.
Although Changyan scoffed at these ideas, he had to admit that the six siblings were now powerful figures who could easily crush them.
Even if Xu Mo is a top scholar in the imperial examination.
His status, which even the governor of Anshui County would take notice of, was nothing special in Fengjing.
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