The reason why Su Qingluan quoted such a high price for the jam was to ensure that even if the total production of the jam was small, sufficient profit could be generated.
After all, if it is a "luxury product", it cannot be a commodity that can be found everywhere on the street, right?
However, Su Qingluan did not intend to use precious jade and porcelain as containers for jam, nor did she intend to use famous artists' calligraphy and paintings to decorate and beautify the products.
Of course, this is not only to reduce manufacturing costs, but also because Mu Xingzhi has made it clear that he wants to take over the design of the jam packaging.
Su Qingluan guessed that there might be some mystery contained in the design pattern.
But Mu Xingzhi didn't say anything, and she didn't ask. It wasn't always good to know everything. For Su Qingluan, only her family and, at most, her beloved fellow villagers could give her a little attention. As long as other matters didn't affect her family, she didn't care to ask.
Thinking of this, Su Qingluan lifted the curtain beside the carriage window and looked at the bustling town outside the door - people in the town were still coming and going, bustling about.
However, unlike the summer when they first crossed over, when everyone wore thin clothes and sweated profusely, their faces flushed. Now, in September, the clothes worn by passersby were visibly thicker and warmer. Furthermore, if it weren't for the warm midday sun, everyone's breath would have been filled with white steam as they spoke.
The weather is getting colder.
Su Qingluan watched the hurried pedestrians, feeling somewhat lost: In this age without any heating or air conditioning, human life is worthless. How many more lives will be lost forever in this winter?
It seems she needs to speed up.
A gust of autumn wind blew into the carriage through the window, causing Su Qingluan to shiver uncontrollably. The moment she lowered the curtains, she saw a foreign merchant's shop selling spices passing by.
Su Qingluan suddenly had an idea and thought of what to eat tonight.
"Brother, the driver!" Su Qingluan patted the carriage, "Could you please stop here for a while?"
The driver of the Xie Mansion was a down-to-earth man: "But Aunt Zhang asked me to take you to your doorstep."
Su Qingluan laughed: "I just need to get off the car to buy some things. Please wait for a moment, little brother."
The coachman nodded when he heard this, and jumped off the carriage first. He then took out a bench from the side and placed it where the driver was supposed to get off. "My lady, please be careful. Use this bench to get off."
Su Qingluan thanked him with a smile, then went into the spice shop of the foreign merchant.
Because Su Qingluan often has to tinker with some novel flavors or foods that she likes, she often has to use various spices that few foreign merchants would buy.
But this little girl, who looked young, would buy many kinds every time - there were even some kinds that only Su Qingluan would buy.
For example, today's peppercorns.
Because various spices can numb the tongue or even the entire mouth, they are often sold as anesthetics rather than spices.
If people really want to buy medicinal herbs, they will go to a special pharmacy to get them, so as a store selling edible spices, the peppercorns here are basically ignored.
Su Qingluan not only bought peppercorns, but also Sichuan peppercorns and Sichuan peppercorns, and took some of each back home - considering the number of people in the family and the two little ones' growing appetites recently, Su Qingluan bought a lot of each seasoning.
She was a regular customer at the shop, so the merchant had gradually gotten to know her. Not only would he give her a little extra each time, but he also taught her how to choose spices.
Su Qingluan kept listening with a smile, bringing up different topics subtly.
Although this merchant's Central Plains dialect was only mediocre, he was very enthusiastic and talkative. Even if his post was not accurate, he was still very enthusiastic about promoting different spices.
This kind of enthusiastic and extroverted personality undoubtedly makes it very easy to get close to others. Because of this, this foreign merchant is very talkative and has a wide range of social contacts. He is also familiar with some of the little gossips circulating among merchants.
So Su Qingluan could naturally ask some of the things she wanted to know.
For example, the prices of coarse salt and refined salt, the different prices paid for hiring long-term and short-term workers for different types of work, and the transportation costs from here to different parts of the country via different transportation routes.
These small details are not considered secret information, but they are too common, so unless people are engaged in related work, not many people will ask about them in detail.
Su Qingluan interspersed these questions between seemingly ordinary gossip chats, and carefully organized the information she needed in her mind.
By the time she had almost finished selecting the spices, Su Qingluan had some initial clues about what she wanted to find out.
She nodded to the merchant, and got back into the carriage with her bags, feeling satisfied.
It was still early today, just after noon. Su Guangfu and Yang Shi naturally couldn't have set up their stall and come back at this time. Instead, next door, Sun Guixiang, who was already showing signs of pregnancy, was holding her waist, smiling as she listened to Su Xueyan's laughter and playfulness in the yard.
Su Qingluan put down the spices she bought and went next door to pick up the little girl who was having fun.
Although it was already autumn, Su Xueyan was not wearing particularly thick clothes. However, as a child with strong energy, she had been running around in the yard, so her little face was flushed.
"Aunt Guixiang, you've worked so hard taking care of this little naughty monkey!" Su Qingluan touched her little sister's red face from running and joked.
The little girl was not happy to hear her elder sister's teasing: "I am not a naughty monkey!"
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