Chapter 55 Where did you hide the copper coins?
The man came with a little girl riding on his neck and holding another one in his hand. After he stopped, he asked, "Were the candies you just sampled for free yours?"
"Yeah." He answered honestly, not knowing what was going on.
"How much is one tael?" the man asked again.
"Six coins and one ounce."
The price is fair and the taste is good. "Then give me two taels."
Sang Yongjing didn't know how to use the scale, but before Sang Yu left, he asked Aunt Li from the stall next door for help.
A customer wanted to buy some candy, so she quickly weighed out two taels of it, and Sang Yongjing wrapped the candy using the method Sang Yu had just taught him and handed it to the customer.
Just as they finished a business, another person carrying a child on their shoulders came over looking for their number to buy candy. Seeing this, Aunt Li gave Sang Yongjing a thumbs up and said, "Brother, you have a good daughter."
It hasn't been long since he went out, but he has already attracted so many customers. Sang Yu is really smart and clever.
When Sang Yu returned after distributing the broken candies she had taken out, there was very little candy left on the stall, with only a few pieces with broken corners.
It doesn't affect the taste or usage, but it doesn't look very good, so people picked it up and left it behind.
Sang Yongjing and Aunt Li, who were tired from their work, sat down to rest. When they saw her come back, Aunt Li asked, "Xiao Yu, where did you get so many customers?"
If she could learn one or two of these skills, she would be able to sell oil faster every day.
Sang Yu just smiled and said: "I let the guests taste it for free. They thought it tasted good, so they came to buy it."
"I see." Aunt Li finally understood why she took some broken candies with her. It turned out that she wanted to use them to attract customers. Unfortunately, she couldn't learn this trick when she was selling oil.
Seeing that she was a little disappointed, Sang Yu guessed her intention and comforted her: "I just got lucky. The main thing is to look at the quality of the goods. If the goods are not good, no matter how many people come, they will not buy them."
Aunt Li was immediately amused: "Xiao Yu, you're right. Even though my business is slow today, I usually have many regular customers who come to me specifically to buy oil."
She has been selling oil for more than a day or two. Her family has a few acres of land outside the city. In addition to growing enough food for their own consumption, they also grow soybeans for oil extraction.
The soybeans are of good quality and the oil extracted from them is also good, which has earned her many loyal customers, who say that her oil is particularly fragrant when used to cook dishes.
Sang Yu praised it with great insight: "I think it's good too. Aunt Li must sell us some later so that we can go back and taste what good oil is."
Although we just ate a whole pheasant last night, the dishes and soups our family cooks on weekdays are still watery.
It’s a good opportunity to buy some oil when I earn money. The dishes I cook will taste delicious and I can also make friends with Aunt Li. It’s a two-pronged approach.
Upon hearing her words, Aunt Li's face lit up with smiles, not feeling tired at all. She stood up and was about to greet her: "Of course, I'll serve you more. Come back after you're done eating."
Selling oil is the same as selling salt. There is a jar. If you want the jar, you have to pay an extra penny. If you don’t want it, you can come back with an empty jar next time and get a refund.
Sang Yu and the others didn't have any other containers, so of course they couldn't save a penny.
Even soybean oil cost ten wen per liang, and a jar for eleven wen in total. Aunt Li asked for more, but in the end she only gave me less than one liang and two qian.
She pretended not to see it and handed the money over happily.
Sang Yongjing behind the stall couldn't help himself and wanted to count the money.
At the beginning, he was still able to count how many business deals he had made, but as Sang Yu recruited more and more people, some asked for one or two taels, and he began to lose count.
Until now, even though every piece of candy was sold under his nose, he still didn't know how much it was sold for in total.
Sang Yu put the oil can aside, cleaned up the remaining candies on the stall, and piled them into a small pyramid. Only then did he have time to chat with Sang Yongjing.
"Dad, do you remember how many taels of candy you sold?"
Sang Yongjing shook his head helplessly: "There were too many people and it was too chaotic. I can't remember clearly."
Sang Yu nodded and comforted him: "It's okay, there's not much left, it can be roughly estimated."
She asked Sang Xinghao to weigh the remaining candies. There were five candies in total, which were not very good-looking, weighing almost two taels.
Including the two pieces of candy she gave out for free to others, she estimated that she sold 7.7 jin (16.5 catties) of candy, which was already a pretty good number.
As for those that are not sold, you can take them back home to eat, or put them in the candy bar next time and melt them and recast them.
After thinking it over carefully, she didn't want to wait here and see if someone would meet her and buy the candies. Instead, she planned to close the stall directly.
"Dad, pack up and let's go home."
As soon as these words came out, Sang Yongjing became anxious: "How many pieces are left? Are you not selling them anymore?"
Sang Yu nodded: "I won't sell it. I'll keep it for myself."
Once she made a decision, no one could change it no matter how much others said. Sang Yongjing knew her character and didn't waste any words. He stood up with the sound of copper coins colliding.
Hearing this voice, Sang Yu looked at him in confusion: "Dad, where did you hide the copper coins?"
She just wanted to ask, there was not a penny under the leaves in the basket, where did Sang Yongjing hide the money.
Sang Yongjing patted his chest with pride and said, "With so much money, I have to hide it on myself. Otherwise, what if someone steals it?"
In fact, he wanted to hide it in his shoes at first, but later he found that copper coins were different from silver bills. Their presence was too strong, and he couldn't walk at all after stuffing them into his shoes, so he changed it to his chest.
Sang Yu glanced at his belly that bulged out like fat and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Dad, the money you hid in your chest has turned into your belly. It's so embarrassing. And it makes a rattling noise every time you move. Everyone knows there's money hidden inside.
The basket where the sugar was originally placed was padded with leaves. Sang Yu handed the basket to him and said, "Put it in the basket. Cover it with another layer of leaves later and put sugar on top. No one will be able to tell."
I don't think anyone would have thought that someone would carry a few hundred coins around the market. The most dangerous place is actually the safest.
After hearing what she said, it seemed to make sense. Sang Yongjing felt uncomfortable stuffing so much money on himself, so he hid in the corner, took out the money from his body and put it all into the basket.
Just as Sang Yu said, with a few hundred coins as the bottom layer and covered with leaves and sugar cubes, no one could tell that there was money hidden in the basket except for its unusual weight.
After greeting Aunt Li, she took the sign and walked out. When she passed the stall selling malt candy in front, Sang Yu felt the other party's undisguised resentment in her eyes.
He didn't care how she attracted customers or how she achieved high quality.
In his opinion, these customers originally came to buy candy, but their business was snatched away by Sang Yu's stall. He lost double the money in and out.
Cutting off someone's source of income is like killing their parents. It would be strange if he would look favorably upon Sang Yu.
Sang Yu was secretly alert. They came and went in a hurry this time, and the other party probably wouldn't make any unusual moves. But if they came to sell candy again next time, it would be hard to say.
She said that making money wasn't easy. Selling things wasn't difficult, but it was hard to resist the trouble caused by competitors. The people who hate you the most in the world are always your competitors.
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