As the town of Suijin becomes more bustling, the number of military households continues to increase gradually.
The day before, when Han Ming went to the grassland, he mentioned that Luo Baihu had asked the Qili County government for another ten mu of land to build houses so that he could sell them to the military households who had migrated there.
The thirty-odd courtyards we built before are no longer enough; it looks like we'll need to build at least fifty more.
With so many military households, everyone wanted to make money, inevitably leading to a situation where there were too many monks and not enough porridge.
The Song family's feed mill needed raw materials, while the military households wanted to use the cheapest feed—this was the contradiction.
Now Song Liyun wants Xue Zhuang to tell the whole story.
Xue Zhuang naturally wanted to speak out, feeling that since he and the Song family were military households, they should have a selfless attitude.
“Miss Song, business at Tianxiang Tower is booming right now. A single scented rabbit sells for three hundred coins, while Manager Han only pays fifty coins for a live rabbit he gets from the military households. This price is really… too low!”
"We are all military households, so Tianxianglou can earn a little less, so that the military households can still speak well of the Song family."
“These days, many military households have been complaining, pointing at Miss Song and cursing her, saying that she makes dirty money, and even wanting to come to Baolinju to argue with her.”
I explained for a long time and even punished a few gossipy old women and daughters-in-law before things calmed down.
“Alas! This business matter should not be my concern, but considering that the young lady has always been straightforward and honest, with an excellent reputation in Suijin Town, and her beef and mutton business is also very successful, she doesn’t care about such a small amount of money.”
“A few days ago, I went to Manager Han to discuss whether the price should be adjusted, but who knew that Manager Han was only interested in profit and actually disregarded the girl’s reputation, refusing to add a single penny.”
Xue Zhuang spoke with a pained expression, expressing his dissatisfaction that Han Ming had ruined Song Liyun's reputation.
Song Liyun said calmly, "It's kind of you, Master Xue, to worry about me like this. I just don't know what price adjustment would be appropriate?"
Seeing that she was not angry, Xue Zhuang boldly said, "I think it is most appropriate to set the price of a live rabbit at one hundred coins."
Song Liyun's eyebrows twitched, and she looked up at him directly, asking, "What is the current price of a live rabbit in Suijin Town?"
Xue Zhuang hesitated for a moment before saying, "Thirty coins each!"
In the town of Suijin, there are also hunters who sell wild rabbits, and the transaction price is usually more than twenty coins per rabbit.
The price of a small, damaged rabbit will be even lower; you can buy one for ten coins.
Because rabbit meat has little oil and is bland and dry, it needs a lot of seasonings to achieve a strong flavor and make it taste good.
In contrast, thrifty ordinary people prefer to eat chicken, duck, fish, or pork.
The reason the Song family paid fifty coins to the military households for rabbits was that each finished rabbit was of uniform size, had a short growth cycle, and had tender and delicious meat, unlike the dry and tough meat of wild rabbits.
Large-scale farming can guarantee the quality and quantity of supplies.
For any industry, ensuring a stable supply of goods is crucial, which is why Song Liyun uses high prices.
Song Liyun's face darkened, and she said sternly, "Since you know you shouldn't interfere with the price of meat rabbits, why did you dare to decide to give it one hundred coins? How much profit can you get from that?"
"If the scented rabbit can sell for three hundred coins, then there are no other costs? From production to sales, where is no one not to put in hard work, and where should no one not share in the profits?"
"Even if Tianxianglou sells them for three taels of silver, what does that have to do with you raising rabbits?"
Instead of thinking about how to increase revenue and reduce expenditure, and how to control costs, they only focus on how much others can sell and how much they can get...
"Heh, looks like in a few days they'll be jumping out to try and split the profits 50/50 with me!"
Her words were sharp and merciless, leaving Xue Zhuang's face flushed red. He quickly retorted, "Miss Song has wronged me. How could I possibly profit from this?"
Some women are just being petty and saying sarcastic things. I felt that would damage the girls' reputation, which is why I suggested raising their prices.
Song Liyun snorted coldly: "Then I'll trouble Master Xue to tell those women that the price of fifty coins per rabbit remains unchanged. If they are not satisfied, they can take the rabbits and find their own market. Just return the breeding rabbits I provided before."
"Since Master Xue is so enthusiastic, he could help them find a way, or even open a restaurant selling them for three hundred coins each. That way, you could make a fortune."
"However, I must say this first: if my reputation is ruined and my business fails, everyone will be left with nothing!"
Having said that, he turned away without waiting for Xue Zhuang's explanation, whose face was flushed and pale.
Two years ago, Song Liyun would have been interested in cultivating good relations with the military households, but now... she felt there was no need for it.
No matter how warm the atmosphere may seem on the surface, in the end, money talks.
Forget about sentimentality and emotional appeals; giving everyone tangible benefits is the right thing to do.
Old Master Zhang had been sitting by and watching coldly until Xue Zhuang, who had chased after him, returned dejectedly. Only then did he sigh, "Master Xue, you've really angered Miss Song!"
Xue Zhuang remained silent with a dark expression.
Grandpa Zhang pushed a cup of iced tea over to him and said gently, "Here, have a sip to cool down."
Xue Zhuang picked up the glass and downed it in one gulp. The icy coldness sent a chill down his spine and instantly sobered him up.
In the sweltering summer, only Suijin Town and Tianxiang Tower offer iced water.
He said in a hoarse voice, "Grandpa Zhang, you be the judge. Song Liyun has been kind to you and me, and we should naturally repay her. Have we ever offended her in any way?"
"I simply said that prices should go up, and she didn't agree, fine, but why did she immediately accuse me of trying to profit from it?"
"Grandpa Zhang, you must testify for me! I'm innocent!"
Song Liyun just said that he wanted to line his own pockets, but he doesn't admit it, nor can he admit it.
He had known Song Liyun for almost two years, and he knew a lot about her.
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