A box contains six, and the price is the same, half an ounce.
Yan Xia went to great lengths to raise the price in order to make the accounts easier to reconcile.
We won't sell if the quantity is less than six.
Xiao Ji was surprisingly capable, and with an extra person to help, Yan Xia was basically idle every day.
She had a rocking chair custom-made and placed it under a tree in the yard, so that she could sit on it and sway gently when the sun came out.
Add a pot of hot tea.
A bite of egg tart, a sip of tea.
It was an absolutely wonderful experience.
The shop's backyard was large enough for the whole family to live in. The two sons and their wives each had a room, the daughters had a room, and she and Xiao Ji slept in a room.
It's been several days since I've been back to Baihua Village.
However, someone always needs to look after the house, so Yan Xia handed the key to the house lock to Zhao Xinrong, asking her to help feed the livestock, clean the house, and so on. She would give Zhao Xinrong half a tael of silver a month for looking after the house and watering the vegetables in the field.
They go home once every seven days.
At first, Zhao Xinrong refused to accept the money, saying that she was just helping to look after the house and didn't need any money.
Unable to resist Yan Xia's persistent pleading, he reluctantly agreed.
"Xia, I'm back. Do you have any deliveries to make this afternoon?"
The speaker was Zhao Dali, who had become a delivery rider for Yan's Pastry Shop.
Every day, he drove his horse-drawn carriage around delivering goods to people, some from neighboring towns in the county, and some from neighboring counties. He rarely delivered to Shuangqiao Town, because most people came to buy the goods themselves.
Yes, I'll take a look.
Yan Xia opened her notebook.
It clearly states which day of the month the goods will be delivered to which household.
It's December 1st now, and it's time to deliver peach shortbread and flower cakes to Master Wang's family.
"Go to Master Wang's house in Sucheng County this afternoon. It's a bit far from us, so hurry up and try to get back before dark. You don't need to come to town. Just drive the carriage home and come to the shop tomorrow. His house is the first one on the right after you enter the main town. If you can't find it, just ask someone. Xiao Ji, go and have Jin Fu pack 10 bags of fresh flower cakes and 10 bags of peach shortbread. Oh, by the way, Master Wang hasn't tried our new products yet. Also, have Jin Fu get a box of sweet potato tarts as a bonus for Master Wang."
Yan Xia said to Zhao Dali and Xiao Ji.
You can't just buy any box and order takeout.
Just like in modern times, the starting price for Yan's Pastry Shop was two taels of silver.
If the price is lower than this, you have to pay a delivery fee of 20 wen. The further away you are, the more expensive it is. For example, in Sucheng County, the delivery fee is as high as 50 wen. Many people don't want to pay this fee and will buy enough for two liang.
This is similar to the mentality of modern online shoppers who don't want to pay for shipping.
A thousand for clothes?
purchase!
What?
Postage is 6 yuan?
I've cancelled it, I don't want it anymore!
Sending sweet potato tarts to Master Wang wasn't just being extravagant. Master Wang visits Shuangqiao Town twice a year. His youngest daughter married here and came to visit last month. That's when she entered Yan Xia's shop and immediately placed an order for a year's supply.
Ten bags of fresh flower cakes and peach shortbread are sent to them on the 1st of every month.
If Master Wang likes sweet potato tarts, he might even pay extra to order another one.
It's foolish not to make money when you can.
After watching Zhao Dali leave, Yan Xia leisurely went shopping. She had saved up some money recently and planned to open another shop. Winter is cold, so it's perfect for hot pot. The hot pot here is just plain water for boiling vegetables. Only well-off families would use pork bones, lamb spine, and old hens to make the broth. But Yan Xia wanted to eat hot pot.
Just a few days ago, she bought two more cows and learned some news.
The cattle vendor was preparing to slaughter 10 old, infirm cattle.
The county government has just approved it.
Yan Xia directly ordered five cows at a high price. The old cows were relatively thin, and each cow weighed at most 800 jin (400 catties). She estimated that it could yield 100 jin (50 catties) of beef tallow, so five cows would weigh 500 jin (250 catties).
Don't be fooled by the large weight; after refining, the amount will be reduced by half.
I'll get a maximum of 250 pounds.
She originally wanted to order them all, but there were many wealthy families in Shuangqiao Town, and if she bought them all, she would be resented.
After all, beef isn't something you can buy all the time.
Ordinary people who illegally kill old cattle will go to jail. If it weren't for the fact that the cattle sellers had connections with the county government, they probably would have to wait until the cattle were already dead before they could eat them.
Yan Xia plans to make her own hot pot broth, so opening a restaurant is imperative.
They sell hot pot in winter and other food items in summer.
Try to earn more money.
Because she has too many expenses, she needs to buy a house, a restaurant, and she also plans to buy the mountain in Baihua Village.
One reason is to expand production of edible flowers in the future, since the backyard is too small to produce enough flowers.
Secondly, she planned to clear out the wild animals in the mountains and drive them to the deepest part of the area. When she lived in the village, Yan Xia often heard the low growls of wild animals, which meant they had come to the outer perimeter. She wondered if they would come down the mountain in search of food. After buying the mountain, she planned to put up a fence to prevent villagers from intruding, both for her own privacy and to protect the villagers.
Yan Xia asked the village head.
High mountains are dangerous, but they occupy a large area.
It would cost more than 800 taels of silver to buy it.
Including taxes and bribes to officials in the county government.
It would take a thousand taels to get it.
This sum of money was considerable, amounting to half of Yan Xia's savings.
She hesitated to buy it right away, thinking she would save it up later.
Yan Xia's stinginess stemmed from poverty, and her recent lazy state vanished instantly.
She wants to make money.
Make lots and lots of money, buy land and houses.
A person's state of mind changes over time. Before, she thought that as long as she had enough money and her children were filial, she would live a peaceful life, use the money rewarded by the system to buy a house in her world, find an easy job, and live a simple life until she grew old.
Now?
Screw it.
Since she's already here, she's going to be a landlady! She wants to live a life surrounded by maids and servants. Now that she's transmigrated, wouldn't it be a waste not to make a name for herself?
With a heart full of worries, Yan Xia wandered into the ancient real estate exchange.
"Oh my, isn't this Manager Yan? Are you here to take a look at the house?"
As soon as she stepped through the gate, the broker greeted her warmly.
It was a familiar face; I'd bought pastries from her shop three or four times.
Most of them are peach shortbread.
"Kongya, why haven't I seen you buying peach shortbread lately?"
Yan Xia smiled at him familiarly.
"It's not that I don't want to buy, but business at the shop hasn't been good lately. My wages have been cut in half, so I don't have any spare money to buy pastries. But Manager Yan, your peach shortbread is really delicious. My mother and my wife both love it."
The Kongya people are not simple guys.
Was he considered the top seller in ancient times?
In months with many customers, I could earn four or five taels of silver, which was more than the wages of a shopkeeper in an ordinary shop.
Occasionally, I'll splurge and buy a bag of peach shortbread to take home.
After my wages were halved, I only received less than two ounces this month.
Asking him to spend another half an ounce on peach shortbread would be like taking his life.
"Really? Then you'll have business soon. Find me a restaurant, a big one, not too far from my shop, so it won't be inconvenient."
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