Shen Qingyu instructed Shen Dasong to pour the bean sprouts out of the bucket, wash off the bean skins, and then put them into a basket...
A bucket of bean sprouts weighs over a hundred pounds!
Two buckets of bean sprouts need to be harvested today.
"At twenty coins a pound, two buckets of bean sprouts would be four taels of silver. I'll pay you when I get back." Xiao Yunqi hitched the donkey cart to the horse and made it run faster.
Shen Qingyu knew that he should send it to Guiyun Tower in the prefectural city, and he was sure that it would sell well.
Shen Dasong suddenly spoke up: "Qingyu, Yunqi, how about I deliver the goods for you from now on? You just need to pay the bill on time."
Shen Qingyu was taken aback and looked at Xiao Yunqi.
Xiao Yunqi was taken aback and looked at Shen Dasong.
He originally planned to deliver the bean sprouts once, and then have his men disguise themselves as shop assistants to pick them up every day.
Shen Dasong can handle these errands without any problem.
After thinking for a moment, Xiao Yunqi nodded: "Then get in the car, I'll tell you where to take me and who to pay the bill."
"Okay." Shen Dasong immediately got on the donkey cart.
Shen Qingyu also asked them to bring some braised dishes to give to the chubby young master Qian Wanliang.
Xiao Yunqi opened his mouth as he looked at the oil paper package, but said nothing. In the end, the package took Shen Dasong away.
The rain stopped, and Shen Changshou came over, wanting to stop selling glutinous rice for two days. He scratched his head and looked guilty: "I have to do farm work at home these two days, and I'm really too busy. Could I... go back in a couple of days?"
Shen Qingyu nodded: "No problem, let's wait a couple of days then."
Anyway, the glutinous rice won't spoil if it's stored in the space's warehouse.
The donkey cart was harnessed to a horse and headed to the prefectural city. After thinking for a moment, Shen Qingyu decided to ride the skinny donkey to the town.
After saying goodbye to Wen Che and the three children, Shen Qingyu went out.
The shopkeeper of the grain and oil store greeted Shen Qingyu with a cheerful smile: "Sticky Rice Lady? Going to restock again?"
Shen Qingyu smiled and asked, "It's raining, has the price of grain come down yet?"
Grain prices naturally dropped. Coarse grains, which were originally priced at ten coins, suddenly fell to eight coins once it became clear that they could be planted.
It's the same price as the ones I bought in the prefectural city.
Shen Qingyu looked at the mixed grains: "These mixed grains aren't very good either. They're old grains..."
The shopkeeper chuckled, "Well, grain prices skyrocketed a few days ago, so I'm selling this old grain. If you want a lot... I'll give you a discount. Six coins a pound?"
Shen Qingyu nodded: "I want it. How much of this aged grain do you have?"
The shopkeeper thought for a moment: "There's still about 20,000 jin left..."
20,000 jin, can that fill the warehouse again?
Last time the warehouse was full, the space mall function was added. What if it's full again?
Shen Qingyu was really looking forward to it, but...
"Shopkeeper, are there any houses for sale around here?"
Why are you holding all these grains in your hands?
We should sell them when the time is right, but before that, we need to find a place to store them.
If you were to conjure up tens of thousands of kilograms of grain out of thin air and sell them, you would be burned at the stake as a monster!
"You want to buy a house?" The shopkeeper's pupils dilated in shock.
Is selling sticky rice profitable?
It's only been a few days?
They're actually going to buy a house?
Shen Qingyu smiled shyly: "My husband gave me some money earlier, and I thought saving money was useless, so I might as well buy a house."
"It will be more convenient for the children in the family to go to school in the future."
The shopkeeper suddenly realized his mistake and abandoned his idea of switching to selling glutinous rice. He pointed to an inconspicuous shop across the street and said, "Her wife does this kind of work. She's a matchmaker, a broker, and a go-between. Go ask her."
Shen Qingyu went to the noodle shop diagonally across the street.
When the honest and kind-hearted man heard that it was about buying a house, he immediately called his wife out.
A plump woman dressed in bright red and green walked out, and a hint of jealousy flashed in her eyes the moment she saw Shen Qingyu.
Everyone's fat, so why do you look so good even though you're fat?
"Is it you who wants to buy a house?" the plump woman, Granny Chen, asked Shen Qingyu.
Shen Qingyu nodded: "Yes."
"At the end of that street, there's a house with a yard. The location is quite good, and the layout is excellent..."
Shen Qingyu frowned as she listened to her flowery words and finally asked for 150 taels of silver: "Can we go and see it in person first?"
The moment the idea of going to see her was mentioned, the eagerness in Granny Chen's eyes vanished, and she turned to call inside, "Yuqiao? Yuqiao?"
A woman in her early twenties with bright, clear features walked out from inside, a slight smile on her face: "Mother, what is it?"
Granny Chen pointed at Shen Qingyu: "Sister Nuomifan wants to see the courtyard at the end of the street. You go with her to take a look."
Yu Qiao glanced at Shen Qingyu, then smiled and nodded, "Okay..."
The two walked towards the end of the street. Shen Qingyu noticed that Yu Qiao wasn't young, but she had a girl's hairstyle. She asked with some gossip, "Yu Qiao? Will you be doing the same kind of work as your mother in the future?"
Yu Qiao chuckled: "My mother would like to, but I'm not willing."
"Why?" Shen Qingyu asked curiously.
“I’m already twenty years old. My mother deliberately prevents me from going on blind dates. She just wants me to do this kind of work with her, to earn money for the family and support my younger brother.” Yu Qiao said, chuckling to herself with a hint of sarcasm.
"So you want to get married?" Shen Qingyu understood a little.
"I don't want to either."
"ah?"
Yu Qiao said calmly, "Men are unreliable. Take my dad, for example. He's so quiet you won't hear a word he says, he doesn't earn much money, and he'd be lucky to support the family..."
"A capable man won't do either; he's always having three or four wives. I don't want to eat that half-cooked rice."
"I will rely on myself from now on."
Shen Qingyu felt a strange sensation: This little girl, her thinking is so avant-garde?
Yu Qiao looked around and whispered, "My mother bought me."
"Huh?" Shen Qingyu was even more shocked.
“My mother hadn’t given birth to my younger brother yet. She saw that I was good with words, so she wanted me to follow in her footsteps and take care of her and my father in their old age.”
"If you tell me these things, what if your mother finds out..." Shen Qingyu was uneasy: Is this considered speaking too intimately with someone you don't know well?
"Who in town doesn't know? My mother knows I know too."
Yu Qiao chuckled: "You have three children at home, and your husband is unreliable, so you came to town to sell glutinous rice. Later, you even hired people to help you sell glutinous rice... I admire you, so I'm telling you all this."
Shen Qingyu: Thank you for your trust.
"Whether you like that courtyard or not is irrelevant. I just want to ask: do you need any help? I'll come and work for you!"
Shen Qingyu then realized: So this was the purpose behind all that talk the little girl had given.
First expose your own shortcomings, then make your request.
Wow, that's amazing!
"You...you wait a moment. I'll come find you when I need something." Shen Qingyu left a trail in the sand.
This girl is indeed capable. If we need someone like a female manager in the future, she would be quite suitable.
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