"Forget it, since we're here, 55 wen is 55 wen. Please ask Manager Liu to find someone to weigh it."
"Just wait." The manager surnamed Liu went in and called two more people over. After a while, they unloaded the charcoal from the cart and weighed it. "It's a total of 213 pounds, a total of 11 taels and 715 coins." He asked someone to withdraw the silver from the account.
"Selling charcoal is really profitable. Just this cartload can make more than ten taels of silver." Zhou was amazed and envious.
Soon, the person who took the money came back, and the old man took the money and left with the cart.
After Liu Guanshi finished collecting the coal, he turned to them and said, "Come, let me see your eggs."
Upon hearing this, Zhou quickly took off the basket. "Look, my eggs are quite large, and they're all good." She lifted the cloth and took an egg in her hand. "Take a look, aren't they good quality?"
Manager Liu looked at the eggs and nodded. "Not bad. How many do you have in total? We'll charge three cents for two."
Zhou thought it was a lot. "I counted them before I left. There were 128 in total. I sold 10, so there are 118 left. Do you want them all?"
"I want them all. There are a lot of people at home and we eat quickly. Now let me calculate the cost for you. 118 eggs, a total of 177 coins. Do you want small change or all copper coins?"
"It's up to you. I'm not picky." Zhou smiled. "Butler, I have some dried radish here. Do you want any? They're great stir-fried or used in soup."
The steward looked at her and smiled. "Old sister-in-law, I don't want the dried radish. If your egg is good, I will buy it again next time if I need it." He gave her a penny of silver and a few strings of copper coins and said, "Keep it. We'll settle the bill."
Zhou happily accepted the money and said, "Thank you very much, Steward."
After the two left, Zhou counted the coins behind someone's back. "See? They sell for a penny each at the market, but here they fetch dozens of coins, and they're selling fast. I wonder how your Aunt Fang and the others are doing." Zhou placed the coins under her backpack and held them down with a cloth. "Compared to the charcoal sellers, they don't even make a fraction of what they earn. It's really enviable."
"That charcoal is too expensive. Cotton is only 45 yuan per pound, and cotton is light." It was the first time Chunxiao knew the price of charcoal.
"How can it be the same? I heard that burning charcoal requires some skills. If you're not careful, it will burn out. People have their own reasons for making money."
"It's just wood, there's plenty of it in the mountains. What's the big loss if it burns?" Suddenly, an idea flashed through her mind. Burning charcoal? Could she do that? As she thought about it, some memories came flooding back to her mind. Oh no, she had to go back and try it. This could make money.
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