As soon as Jiang Sheng finished speaking, Wang Xiaosong's eyes lit up.
Chang Yan nodded slightly in agreement, saying, "If the roast duck business is gone, it's gone. It's not fair for Youranju to undermine our business, but they're also after their own profits."
Jiang Sheng understood that although Zheng Ruqian had cooperated with Youranju quite a bit, apart from sausages, which Youranju needed, everything else was dispensable.
If the partnership with Youranju is truly severed, neither side will benefit, but Zheng Ruqian will definitely be the one who suffers the most damage.
Fortunately, Fengjing has Jiuzhenfang, so even if the cooperation with Youranju is severed in the future, they will not end up with nothing.
Speaking of Jiuzhenfang, Jiang Sheng also thought of the Wen family clinic next door, and Wang Xiaozhu in the clinic.
“Brother Xiaosong, let’s go to Tianjiekou together.” She looked up and said calmly, “I’ll go check on the pastry shop’s business, and you go see Sister Xiaozhu.”
How could the siblings not miss each other after being separated for half a year?
As for the cart full of dried green beans... Jiang Sheng quickly made a decision, "Take them with us first. If Youranju wants them, give them to them; if not, we can sell them to others."
If they really can't sell them, we'll wait for Zheng Ruqian to come back and discuss it.
Having made their decision, the group fed the horses, boarded the carriage, and drove into the bustling Tianjiekou.
From the Imperial College to the entrance of Tianjie Street, it was basically the most affluent area of Fengjing.
However, the Imperial College was filled with students, and the surrounding area consisted mostly of buildings, either inhabited by wealthy families or rented out to rich people from other places. It was a low-key and unassuming place.
As you walk towards the entrance of Tianjie Street, you'll find mostly shops and businesses, and the number of people coming and going is increasing, gradually revealing the wealth of Fengjing.
If Wang Xiaosong's mouth was agape when he first arrived in Fengjing, it turned into a 0 when he reached Tianjiekou, and when he saw the magnificent three-story restaurant and the young men and women dressed in silk and satin, his jaw almost detached from his head.
Having finally arrived at Jiuzhenfang, perhaps because he had seen too much opulence along the way, he felt that these four shops, with a rent of eight hundred taels, were nothing special.
It's quite simple and unpretentious.
The carriage was stopped and tied to a wooden stake. As soon as Wang Xiaosong got off the carriage, he saw his younger sister walking seriously in front of the clinic.
I haven't seen Wang Xiaozhu for half a year. She has grown taller, more mature, and more beautiful.
A fifteen-year-old girl should be growing up under the protection of her parents, talking with her neighbors about potential marriage partners, and preparing a sufficient dowry for her wedding.
However, they were orphans and had no one to rely on. Although they were lucky enough to find an employer, they still had to earn what they wanted with their own hands.
Wang Xiaosong looked at his hands, calloused from the long journey, and stared at his increasingly beautiful younger sister, then chuckled foolishly.
"Xiao Zhu".
A long-awaited call nearly made Wang Xiaozhu drop the medicinal herbs she was holding. She looked up and realized that the person she had been thinking about for the past six months had arrived.
The siblings, separated for so long, naturally missed each other.
But her reserved personality and mild-mannered nature meant that Wang Xiaozhu only glanced at her brother twice before lowering her eyelashes and softly saying, "You've come."
"Yeah, I'm here." Wang Xiaosong grinned foolishly.
Jiang Sheng was anxious for them. If her second brother came back, she would definitely rush over and cling to him like a purse.
Then look at the brother and sister; after exchanging greetings, they each went about their own business.
Wang Xiaozhu continued to deliver medicinal herbs to Wen Zhiyun and teach the female doctors massage, acupuncture points, and acupuncture techniques.
Wang Xiaosong scratched his head, not wanting to disturb his sister, and instead turned into the owner's Jiuzhenfang. He looked around curiously, and when he saw that some pastries cost as much as 300 coins per catty, he silently withdrew his hand that was about to enter.
“Little Song’s brother likes to just take and eat.” Jiang Sheng glanced at the accounts and casually remarked, “Auntie made them all.”
Wang Xiaosong took two steps back and shook his head like a rattle drum.
I dare not eat it, I really dare not eat it.
I still remember the osmanthus cake in Shili Town, which cost only ten coins per pound. It was perfect for packing up and visiting relatives and friends.
It's a bit more expensive in Xieyang County, around fifteen coins.
After arriving in Anshui County, he didn't eat any pastries, but in Wang Xiaosong's memory, they were at most twenty or thirty coins per catty.
How come the price jumped to 300 wen per catty when we got to Fengjing?
Although the pastries were exquisitely designed and had an enticing aroma, Wang Xiaosong still timidly retreated behind Jiang Sheng.
"Brother Xiaosong, aren't you going to eat?" Jiang Sheng put down the accounts and looked up curiously.
Wang Xiaosong shook his head like a rattle drum.
Chang Yan, who was standing nearby, noticed something amiss. He wiped his hands clean, took out a piece of food, and placed it in Wang Xiaosong's palm. "Eat it, it's alright."
The jujube cake, shaped like a little pig, is adorable, and the cushion at the bottom adds weight, making it quite heavy and weighing about two ounces when held in the hand.
At 300 coins per jin and 1.5 liang, and 1 jin is 10 liang, then this piece of jujube cake would cost 40 coins, which is equivalent to half a month's work for the aunties in the workshop.
Wang Xiaosong's eyes showed even more fear. He not only lost his appetite, but also felt that the jujube cake in his palm was like a hot potato. He couldn't throw it away, and he couldn't keep it either.
Jiang Sheng, who was standing next to him, was still puzzled.
Chang Yan sighed softly and said slowly, "Do you remember that in Shili Town, a candied hawthorn could be bought for two coins, but in Anshui County it became five coins, and then in Fengjing it increased to how much?"
Wang Xiaosong shook his head blankly.
"Twenty coins," Changyan said softly. "That's ten times the price in Shili Town and four times the price in Anshui County."
A prosperous city needs economic support and economic development.
As money accumulates, its value diminishes.
Just like the wages for short-term workers in workshops, Anshui County only charges five coins a day, but Fengjing cannot pay less than forty coins, and the amount increases over time, currently reaching fifty or sixty coins.
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