Zhao Qianci listened and shook his head.
"Your Highness, you jest. When it comes to making a living, it's all up to my wife. Don't laugh at me, but I'm henpecked."
Everyone burst into laughter, and the matter was dropped.
Lord Duan was very anxious, fearing that the young master would steal the credit, and then all his hard work would be for nothing.
Han Xuri is a man who can guess seven or eight tenths of what someone is thinking with just a glance.
"Lord Duan, don't be impatient. You'll get the credit. Draft a memorial for me later, and of course, don't forget Lord Qiu."
I'll send someone on horseback to deliver it directly to the palace, which is much better than you reporting it through layers of bureaucracy, and by the time it reaches the Emperor, who knows when it will arrive.
As for the Zhao family's grain seeds, I'll take them with me; not a single seed can be wasted.
The Zhao family and Magistrate Qiu were dumbfounded.
The Zhao family: Aren't these two people acting like they're not even family? We haven't even agreed yet! Is this some kind of forced sale? The question is, are they even going to pay?
Lord Qiu: Hehe, the lucky ones don't need to rush. Look, they've already brought me along. Looks like I'll have to eat a little more to get fuller in the future.
Hmm, this Zhao family member seems to be my lucky star. Should I pay for barbecue next time?
In the blink of an eye, the two bigwigs finalized the deal. As for the opinions of others, did they matter? Of course not.
The group ate and drank heartily, especially Lord Qiu, who was now focusing all his energy on the potatoes and sweet potatoes. He was afraid that if he didn't eat them now, he didn't know how long he would have to wait to get them again.
The men ate and chatted happily at the table. Han Santong and Han Sifang, who had been entrusted with an important task, quickly finished eating and drinking and then squatted down at the bottom of the stairs to wait.
We can't expect Old Madam Zhao to abandon her guests and discuss business with them.
Lord Qiu was quite clever in front of his superiors. He quickly sent his servant to tell his wife that the young master's family wanted to discuss business with Madam Huang, and asked her to find an excuse to release the people.
Feeling she had eaten enough, Madam Qiu suggested taking a walk in the Zhao family's garden.
"Please wait a moment, Madam. Let my sisters-in-law show us around."
Well, Huang was ruthlessly abandoned. When she learned that Manager Han and his group were coming to talk business with her, she was overjoyed.
Upon arriving at the upstairs living room, Madam Huang sat down facing the two managers, Han, with the Qingshan and Qingfeng brothers standing behind her.
There's no way around it; those rules are the rules, and we still have to avoid suspicion when necessary.
"What has caught your eye this time, you two managers?" Huang asked directly.
The two shopkeepers were a little embarrassed, but they still had to speak up.
Han Santong spoke first.
"Yes, there are a few. Our young master said he wants to buy your sweet potatoes and potatoes. How many seeds can you sell to my family, and at what price?"
Upon hearing this, Madam Huang asked, "That's it? You don't want anything else?"
Han Santong felt his face burning.
"Of course we still need more of this. Do you have any complete sets of your family's porcelain? What is the quality like? Are they available for resale?"
My master asked me to inquire if you have any other unusual items for sale, so we can discuss the business as well.
The sounds from behind grew fainter and fainter; it was really shameless.
Seeing that other people wanted to buy everything, he felt a little ashamed of himself.
Ms. Huang chuckled.
"Yes, I have good stuff. As long as the price is right, it's not out of the question. But I have a question: Aren't you curious about where all my good stuff comes from?"
After Huang's witty remarks, Han Santong's previous embarrassment disappeared.
"The essence of business is that it's a mutually agreeable transaction, without questioning the origin. If you ask too many questions, how can you expect to get anything good?"
Huang nodded.
The two sides first discussed potatoes and sweet potatoes. The Huang family set the price at 10 wen per jin for potatoes as seeds and 8 wen per jin for sweet potatoes.
The reason there's no scarcity is that this thing is brought out to benefit the people of the Divine Dragon Kingdom, not to make money.
As for the Zhao family's chili peppers, it wouldn't be unreasonable for a pound of dried chili peppers to cost 500 coins.
As for the seeds, we won't sell them for now. They're just a condiment; you won't die if you don't eat them.
Regarding the ceramics, this hadn't been discussed with Zhao Qingyan before, so Huang Shi didn't know whether to sell her granddaughter's items or how much to sell them for; it wasn't up to her to decide.
Zhao Qingyan brought over a stack of beautifully packaged boxes, leaving the two Han shopkeepers dumbfounded.
Zhao Qingyan brought over extremely delicate bone china tableware and tea sets.
The shopkeeper from Erhan was hesitant to offer a price; the item was simply too exquisite.
However, Huang did not ask for an exorbitant price; he only charged 2,000 taels of silver for the five sets of porcelain.
As for high-end items, Zhao Qingyan thought it over and over and decided to focus on glass.
After fiddling around in Huang's bedroom for a while, he took out five old-fashioned mirrors, the kind with wooden frames, about 50 centimeters long and 35-40 centimeters wide.
After tearing off the kraft paper used for packaging, Manager Erhan fell silent again.
After staring at himself in the mirror for a long time, Han Sifang actually blurted out something in a daze.
"Is that old face in the mirror mine?"
"Pfft, hahaha... Sorry, sorry, I couldn't help it. It really is you in the mirror, but you're still young, your face doesn't look old."
Ms. Huang couldn't stop laughing. She never expected that such a usually composed person could be so silly and adorable.
Han Santong also felt that Han Sifang was so stupid that it was unbearable to look at.
Huang didn't ask for much for the mirrors; at Zhao Qingyan's instruction, it was 1,000 taels per mirror.
The shopkeeper, Erhan, was feeling very uneasy, fearing that Huang's demand for such a low price might be for ulterior motives.
Mrs. Huang almost laughed out of anger.
"Do you expect me to sell each of these items to you for tens of thousands of taels of silver and then feel comfortable?"
For no other reason than that the Duke of Huguo is a hero who guards our borders.
I suppose your master works so hard to earn money not for his own pocket, but so that the soldiers on the frontier can have enough to eat and wear?
So what if I, an ordinary citizen, can't sponsor for free, but I charge less money?
My family has a conscience, okay?
Although my Zhao family is not a wealthy family, we still have enough money to live a stable life.
Putting aside everything else, there are the food recipes that my family has developed.
Just a few of these would be enough to ensure our family's food and clothing security.
Humans only have one mouth in this life, and life goes on no matter how you live it, but to live without regrets is another matter entirely.
It's just that our Divine Dragon Kingdom doesn't allow women to serve in the army, otherwise this old woman could also kill the enemy with a knife.
Don't disbelieve me, look at that look on your face! Don't underestimate this old woman; hunting a wild boar in the mountains is no problem for me now."
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