When Li Yan arrived at Piaoxianglou, the Zhao family father and son were reluctant to eat the hot soup noodles, but sat in the backyard of the restaurant waiting for Li Yan.
When Li Yan arrived, the Zhao family's father and son said worriedly, "Miss, it has snowed heavily these days, and few people come to the restaurant to eat, so there are not many leftovers!" After that, they pointed to the泔水袋.
Li Yan: "That's understandable. Let's go back first. I'll feed it with some bran for the next few days!"
The Zhao family father and son nodded, carrying the wooden barrel and leaving the city!
After Li Yan returned home, she went to her parents' room first.
Li Erlang saw his daughter and quickly put down the book in his hand and asked, "Did you see County Magistrate Zheng today?"
Li Yan shook her head. "Dad, I heard from Miss Zheng that County Magistrate Zheng is now leaving home early and returning late every day to deal with the disaster after the snow. Many houses in the village collapsed in this snowstorm!"
Li Erlang couldn't help but put down the book in his hand upon hearing this. "Is it really that serious? Has anyone in our Lijia Village had their house collapsed?"
Li Yan shook her head. "Don't worry, Dad. Grandpa had already discussed this with the clan leader when the snow first started. The villagers cleared the snow off their roofs, so no one was affected! It's just..."
"Just what?" Li Erlang asked anxiously
Li Yan said with some concern: "It's cold before the frost and cold after the snow. I'm worried that the days ahead will be even harder for everyone!"
Listening to the conversation between father and daughter, Lin couldn't help but put down her needlework. She had been busy tending to her husband's injuries these past few days and hadn't paid attention to the outside world. Now she couldn't help but worry, "I wonder where your uncle is now? Has he been affected by the heavy snow?"
It is said that Lin Feng and his group had just arrived in Yancheng with the goods when they encountered this snowstorm. Lin Feng and his group had no time to sell the goods and hurriedly found an inn to stay in.
Compared with the heavy snow in Rongcheng, the temperature here was lower, and the few people stayed in the inn for five days.
In the blink of an eye, it was the sixth day. Monkey said anxiously, "Brother Feng, the weather will only get colder as time goes on. We really can't stay here any longer. I see the snow in the city has been cleared. Let's go out and look for buyers today!"
Lin Feng also had such plans. Not to mention the daily expenses of the five people staying in the inn, they couldn't stand the bad weather. "Okay, you guys come with me today. Although this snow has hindered our journey, there are also benefits. At least we can sell our goods for a good price!"
After they finished their breakfast, at around 9:00 PM, Lin Feng took a few people and pulled the goods to look for a store they had dealings with in the past.
The north wind was howling, and the cold wind blowing in the face seemed to be able to penetrate the thick cotton clothes, making people shiver.
Several people gritted their teeth and followed Lin Feng, pulling the mule cart.
When the group arrived at a cloth shop, the sharp-eyed shopkeeper immediately recognized the tightly wrapped Lin Feng. The shopkeeper approached with a smile and asked, "Brother, why are you here at this hour? Did you bring me something good?"
Lin Feng didn't bother to argue with the shopkeeper and went straight to the point, "I did bring a batch of cloth and cotton. I wonder what price you can offer me, brother?"
The shopkeeper's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he put his arm around Lin Feng's shoulders like a good brother: "My good brother, let's sit inside first, have a cup of tea, and warm ourselves up!"
Seeing that Lin Feng was unmoved, the shopkeeper said helplessly: "I need to see the things before I can tell you the price. Is that okay with you?"
Lin Feng nodded, and the shopkeeper walked to the mule cart. The cotton in the sack was without a trace of impurities, and it looked of excellent quality. He touched it with his hand and it felt soft and delicate. He then glanced at the fine cotton cloth on the other mule cart. It was so delicate and soft that one could tell at a glance that it came from the south.
The shopkeeper was satisfied and walked over to Lin Feng and said, "Brother, don't ask for the price anymore. I want both of them. Cotton is 130 wen per catty, and cloth is 350 wen per piece. What do you think?"
Lin Feng thought for a moment and said, "Cotton is 150 wen per jin, and cloth is 400 wen per piece! If possible, I'll have the goods unloaded immediately!"
The shopkeeper really liked this batch of cotton, but he couldn't bear to part with such high-quality materials. He gritted his teeth and said, "Brother, you have to let me make some money. I'll give you 150 wen per catty for cotton and 360 wen per piece for cloth. Is that okay with you?"
Lin Feng calculated in his mind that if he could double his money by doing this, he could accept it. Thinking of this, Lin Feng nodded and turned to the Guo brothers and said, "Pull the goods to the shopkeeper's backyard and help weigh them!"
The shopkeeper immediately asked the waiter to take the people to weigh the items. He then led Lin Feng to the inner room and said, "Brother, it's freezing cold out here. Come with me and have a cup of hot tea to warm yourself up!"
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