In the bedroom, the family tasted the malt sugar they made at home and then tried the one they bought in the county town.
"My dear, why do I feel that the candies made at home are more delicious?"
"It's indeed better than what you buy outside. We use glutinous rice. How can they use such good stuff to make candy? Don't you think about how expensive glutinous rice is?"
"Daughter, what are you going to do with this candy?"
"How about selling it cheaply to the villagers and letting them sell it in the city?"
"Glutinous rice is expensive. I see you cooked so much rice. Dad feels like making it yourself is not cheaper than buying it. Can you sell it?"
"We use polished japonica rice to make sugar, so the cost is lower. Maltose outside costs 80 wen per jin, but our polished japonica rice costs 10 wen per jin, and wheat costs 6 wen per jin. One jin of maltose requires about 300 to 400 liang of wheat. One jin of polished japonica rice can produce one jin of sugar, which is 23 wen in cost."
Zhao Xiaoyu quickly figured out the cost involved. Sugar really has huge profits. In addition to polished rice, there are other things that can be used as substitutes, such as barley. She tried them one by one in the past few days to see how much the taste differed.
If the difference is not big, we will definitely use the cheapest stuff to make sugar in order to maximize profits.
"My girl, the profit from sugar is huge!"
"Yes, Dad, but sugar has always been under the control of the government. We can't do it too big even if we want to. I plan to make malt sugar and sell it to the villagers, and let them go out and set up stalls to sell sugar."
My daughter is too kindhearted. When she thinks of good things, she either thinks of her family or the villagers. "How much do you plan to sell them for per pound?"
“I’ll try to see what the candy tastes like when made from other things, and try to keep the cost as low as possible.” Actually, the most expensive thing here is labor. If you ask someone to work to make candy, you have to pay them at least ten cents a day.
They are now using servants they bought, so they can't give them nothing. And firewood, all of which should be counted as part of the cost. In winter, it's a pain to sell sugar figurines, and in summer, it's a pain to make sugar figurines, so they have to pay a little more in summer, right?
Zhao Dashu thought it would be a good idea to open a candy store. "Girl, what do you think about us opening a store?"
"Selling candy? Dad, don't you want to sell it to the villagers?" She originally wanted to sell it to the villagers and become a wholesaler herself. With so many people going out, the volume sold must be more than if she opened a shop. This is a win-win situation, with small profits and quick turnover.
But if her father wanted to sell it himself, she thought it was possible. She could buy a few more stores to form a chain, and she could also develop a few more candy styles.
"Dad, should we sell it ourselves? Or buy a shop and sell it?"
Zhao Dashu originally had this plan, but then he thought it wouldn't work. "Let's just sell it to the villagers. They won't sell it at a high price if they go door to door. If we open a shop, we won't be competitive."
"Dad, if we sell it ourselves, the villagers won't supply it." You can't destroy your own rice bowl. Are you crazy?
"Life is hard for everyone, so let's sell them some. They're just girls, so how much should we give them per pound?" If it's too cheap, the price might get messed up. If it's too expensive, how can people make money?
"Sixty cents, it's sold at eighty cents outside, let's set the price at seventy cents, no one can sell it randomly, if you violate the rules, don't come to buy it." She didn't know how the maltose was made outside, what the cost was, how much they made? But for her, sixty cents was really a lot of money.
My goodness, my daughter was not afraid to ask for a price, "Are we making too much?"
"Yes, I earn a bit too much. After a while, I will give some warm clothes and food to beggars and poor elderly people in the village. I want to do more good deeds." The price must not be set too low. If it is too low, there will be trouble. Who can guarantee that someone with a dark heart will do something wrong? Who knows what they will do behind the scenes after I give them the goods?
Besides, no matter how low the price is, the villagers will feel that they are making money. Even if you set the price at thirty cents, they will not think it is cheap after a long time. They may even wonder why they can make such cheap malt sugar and what would happen if they could make it themselves?
Never bet on human nature. Human hearts are the most fickle, especially when it comes to interests.
"You're right. Let's go and give some food and clothes to the beggars in the county this year."
"Dad, go buy clothes at a second-hand shop. Don't forget the childless widows in our village, and the few families who are particularly poor."
"good."
Song didn't think that her daughter was sold at an expensive price. The more she sold, the more money she could earn so that she could have more money to do charity.
After a while, Zhao Xiaoyu made japonica rice and barley. After careful tasting, she found that glutinous rice tasted the best. In this era of food and clothing shortage, who would pursue the ultimate taste? Any sweet taste is good.
Barley has the lowest cost and the highest profit, so they plan to deal with wheat in the future.
"Dad, go find the village chief and clan leader. Don't they always say that we don't care about the Zhao clan? Look, it's time to raise them and make money."
Zhao Dashu was trying not to laugh. Was his daughter earning money for the people of the Raba tribe? Was she earning money for the whole village?
"By the way, girl, can your grandma's house be sold?"
"Of course you can. Several of my aunts and maternal families can sell it. There is no reason why the villagers can't earn money, and my relatives can't earn money. Everyone is the same price. It only costs ten cents to come and get the goods."
"Okay, let's divide it up now and decide who sells where. Don't all get together and fight among yourselves."
"Dad is smart!"
Zhao Dashu went to find the village chief. The clan leader came home and they talked in the hall outside. "Dad, do you want to save some food for me later?"
"Why leave food for him? To negotiate with the village chief and the clan chief, the clan chiefs of all the surnames must be summoned to discuss it. It's useless without me." He would never admit that he simply didn't want to eat at the same table with his uncle, didn't want to see him taking advantage of his seniority, and didn't want to listen to his nonsense.
It’s okay not to eat, and it can save some time in the kitchen.
"Dashu, are you looking for me to drink?" The village chief had heard that Zhao Dashu had been studying very hard recently, and when they played cards, they were guessing how long he could hold out. Now that he had sent someone to look for him, the first thing he thought of was that he couldn't hold back any longer and wanted to indulge himself.
Drinking today and playing cards tomorrow, they will be able to get together as a pair again.
When he is not around, playing cards is much more boring, especially when Liu Shunzi, that bastard, is always talking nonsense and saying that he is a "hypocrite" and likes to pretend. He is obviously the real one, okay?
"Village chief, come here, let me treat you to something to eat." Zhao Dashu pulled people into the main room.
"Why are you in the outer room?" The village chief was surprised. They would only hide in the outer room and hang out when the teacher was around.
"My uncle will be here soon, and I don't want him to go in."
"Why are you fighting him? The old man is not a serious person. He is the same as your father."
The village chief rarely spoke ill of others behind their backs, but he really hated the disrespectful and pretentious behavior of the head of the Zhao family.
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