Mrs. Cen replied, "We're all old neighbors, what's with the formalities? If you want some, sister, just take some home and wrap it up."
Aunt Wang sat opposite Mother Cen and said
"If I wanted to make some at home, I wouldn't be so polite with you, little sister. It's just that the sesame seed cakes are really delicious. I'm greedy, so I wanted to add this kind of sesame seed cake to my breakfast so I could earn a few extra coins."
When Madam Cen tasted the squid pancakes in the front hall, she intended to make them a regular dish at the brothel. Things sold in brothels are different; these are places frequented by high-class customers, so the prices are definitely higher. If Granny Wang wanted to sell them in the morning, she could probably only get ten coins each. The brothel's customers would certainly be unhappy then; they weren't short of money, but they weren't pushovers either.
You're cutting up a sesame seed cake that costs ten coins and selling it to me for half a coin? That's outrageous!
Everyone in the neighborhood knows about Aunt Wang's situation. Her husband's legs ache every winter, and she makes a living by selling pancakes.
The little girl noticed Cen's mother's dilemma and whispered in her ear...
"We still have medicinal herbs, we didn't add any today. We can just add a drop or two."
Cen Ang pinched her cheek.
Even without the added magic ingredient, they could sell it all to Granny Wang. The brothel didn't need that one dish, but if Granny Wang sold it, their winter would be much easier. Besides, Granny Wang's husband was a veteran from the garrison, so they would have to look after each other to some extent.
"Okay, sister, if you like it, go ahead and sell it."
Aunt Wang breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.
How much are your fillings?
Cen Ang gave Zhang Mama a wink, and Zhang Mama replied...
"Five coins per pound, but if you're a long-term customer, we can offer it for four coins per pound."
The price is probably only one coin profit per pound. It's a price based on personal relationships. They've done a good job. Otherwise, who would come to a brothel to make pancakes for you in the afternoon? Isn't it all about showing goodwill?
"Okay! I'll go home and get the money right now."
Aunt Wang knew in her heart that this price was definitely too cheap. If it were someone else negotiating, it certainly wouldn't be this price. They were taking care of her, so she had to accept it politely.
"Oh my little dragon, you're so young and already making money! How are you so amazing?"
Cen Ang hugged the little dumpling and kissed her cheek, making Huo Xiaolong a little shy. She buried her face in Huo Xiaolong's shoulder and refused to look up.
"I'll calculate the money and give it to you all at the end of the month, okay?"
The little girl nestled in her arms, looking at her profile, and said...
"I don't want it, give it all to Mom and my sisters!"
"That won't do. What young girl doesn't have some pocket money?"
"But you and my sisters often give me money to spend."
"That's the money we used to buy you candy. Go ask your older sisters how old they started saving money," said Mrs. Cen.
"Your Uncle Zhao will write a document in a bit, and Mom will calculate your share of the sesame paste profits at the end of the month."
"What's this profit sharing, Mom?" the little dumpling asked.
"It's yesterday's sesame paste. If the building sells it in the future, you'll get 30% of the profits."
Huo Xiaolong didn't think it was a big deal; it was just sesame paste. Cen's mother had supported her for a year already, there was no need to be so calculating. Besides, it was something she gave it to her willingly. Fengyue Tower treated her well, so what was wrong with her helping the tower earn some money?
"Oh! Mom~ really, I don't need it!"
Mother Cen held her and swayed gently as she spoke.
"You can't refuse. When those young ladies were your age, they were already learning embroidery. When they get a little older, they'll be managing the household. You don't have to learn those things if you don't like them, but you can't be without money, understand?"
Cen Ang almost forcefully made the little girl sign the document. She didn't know many characters, three of which were from her name. When she was learning from Zhao Kai, she complained that her parents' name was hard to write.
If these octopuses are supplied to Granny Wang for fillings, they should be able to finish them in a few days. Besides, there are hardly any places selling octopuses in the market, and even if there are, they might not be able to bring over this many.
Mother Cen handed Ah Cai a few pieces of silver and instructed him...
"Ah Cai, go to the market and wait there. If they sell octopus, it's two coins a pound. Buy about a hundred pounds."
Ah Cai bent over as he replied to her.
“Aunt Cen, you know how hard it is to find octopus in the market, and even if you do, there might not be that many. I just delivered some fish with that fishmonger, and when we were chatting, he mentioned where he lives. Do you think I should go there for him?”
Where does he live?
"It's in that village between Yucheng and our county, Lianjia Village, not far from here. His surname is Hu, and he's the fourth child in his family."
Cen's mother thought that Ah Cai was very clever, honest, and reliable. If he could do this job well, she would definitely give him a raise when he came back.
"Take someone to his house and see how many octopuses he has left. Have a good talk with him, preferably on a long-term basis. The price should be as I just mentioned, just make sure the quality is good."
Ah Cai nodded, hurriedly went out to find his good friend Xiao Er, and drove to Lianjia Village.
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