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Chapter 193 Market
Qin Shuhuang didn't expect that the person who gave the money would be Xuan Cang. Thinking of Xuan Cang's true identity, Qin Shuhuang was a little surprised. It seemed that Xie Xuanye still had many things that she didn't know.

But it's okay, it's still a long time, and she can slowly understand it piece by piece in the future.

The clerk collected the silver ingots, weighed them, found a tael of scattered silver and copper coins, and helped wrap three pieces of silver jewelry in coarse cloth and handed them to Qin Shuhuang.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Qin Shuhuang chatted with the waiter.

"I've also seen Deji in Beijing, and the jewelry sold there is more than just that."

The waiter was very enthusiastic. Although Qin Shuhuang and Mr. Liu were dressed in commoners, their movements did not look like those of ordinary rich people.

Qin Shuhuang's outer clothes are made of ordinary cotton, but the collar fabric of the inner clothes is not suitable for ordinary people. The maids following behind her are well behaved and steady, which cannot be cultivated by rich families, let alone the several guards who follow them.

Qin Shuhuang and Mr. Liu only covered up the surface, and anyone who cared enough could see that they were different from ordinary people.

The clerk is smart and always answers questions, "Madam, Deji in Beijing is our main store. There are many nobles in Beijing, so all kinds of jewelry are sold. Most of the people here are ordinary people like the small ones. The demand for silver jewelry is greater, and small stalls now only sell silver jewelry.”

Qin Shuhuang nodded and asked, "Is there any profit?"

"It's hard to disclose the specific profit, but the general manager has given instructions. However, it has only been half a month, and the general manager has already considered renting a shop after the nearby houses are built!"

It seems that some are making money and business is still good.

In fact, it doesn’t cost much to make silver jewelry. Many silver bracelets on the stalls are hollow, as are many silver hairpin earrings.

Estimate at least double the profit.

The victims were all gathered here, and there was no other place to trade nearby. The nearest place was the capital, but things in the capital were expensive. Things that could be bought for one penny would cost two penny in the middle of the capital.

Now that the victims have food to eat, they can save their meager wages.

If you are a family that needs to get married, you can buy a piece of silver jewelry as a dowry or betrothal gift from a silver jewelry stall with a month's wages, which is quite decent.

The surrounding people who were not affected by the disaster learned that this market was of good quality and low price, and they came to the market from time to time.

Deji's stall only sells silver jewelry. Although the profit is not as good as gold and jade, it is worse than small profits but quick turnover. Ordinary people always make the most, and they make a lot in one day.

It's not too obvious now, but I'm afraid that if the market expands in the future, some people from Beijing will come here to buy things.

Qin Shuhuang took the silver jewelry wrapped by the clerk.

She handed the silver hairpin to Liu Renren, "Uncle Liu, this hairpin is for Auntie."

Liu Renren took it with a smile, "I'll give it to your aunt when I get back."

Qin Shuhuang gave the remaining silver locks and bracelets to Ruihe to keep.

While they were lingering in front of the silver jewelry stall, the clerk had already sold five pieces of silver jewelry. Except for the three pieces Qin Shuhuang took, the other two pieces were small and light, but they were still very profitable.

I believe that when there are more people in the morning and evening, the business of Tak Kee stall will definitely be better.

After leaving Deji's stall, I looked at the stall selling furniture. The stalls sold only small items, such as small tables and chairs.

Next to the furniture stalls is a bamboo craftsman's stall, with bamboo baskets, small bamboo baskets, etc.

In a market, almost all the small items that people need for daily life are available, except for the carriage and horse market.

After passing the place where items are sold, walking forward is a place selling all kinds of food.

Sesame seed pancakes, pot stickers, wonton noodles... Before I even got close, the aroma of various snacks was wafted by the wind.

There are fewer people eating now, and the food stalls are not busy.

Qin Shuhuang and Liu Renren had just walked to a wonton stall when they were suddenly stopped by a spirited old man. "Ma'am, my lord!"

Qin Shuhuang turned around and saw a familiar old man.

The old man stepped forward quickly, with a pair of wrinkled eyes that were clear and lively. He was the same old man who led everyone to deliver the Wanmin Umbrella at the relief site that day.

He came forward with his family, bowed his hands to Qin Shuhuang and Liu Renren, "Madam, sir, come and try this little old man's craftsmanship."

Qin Shuhuang smiled and nodded at the old man, and saw a stall set up behind them, a tofu stall.

The old man set up a stall with two children. The older girl was in her teens and the younger boy was only five or six years old.

Not only does it sell tofu, but it also sells steaming soy milk and tofu curd.

Liu Renren didn't expect to meet an acquaintance, "It turns out to be you, old man."

After speaking, he looked at Qin Shuhuang, obviously letting Qin Shuhuang decide whether he wanted to try the old man's craftsmanship at this stall.

After all, Qin Shuhuang was raised by nobles and nobles. I am afraid that he has not eaten the crude food of the common people, and it would not be good if he ate wrongly.

Last time at the relief point, although Qin Shuhuang drank the porridge at the relief point, it was still for show. Now it is different. He needs to truly integrate into the ordinary people.

"The old man invites you, so I won't be polite." After saying that, Qin Shuhuang walked to the two simple tables and chairs placed behind the stall and sat down.

The tables and chairs are shabby and can be wiped clean by a little girl.

Thinking of Qin Shuhuang's identity and seeing her actually sitting down, the old man was overjoyed and hurriedly ordered his granddaughter to bring Qin Shuhuang food.

Liu Renren, who was standing behind Qin Shuhuang, was stunned when he saw Qin Shuhuang sitting down so naturally. After a moment, he laughed sincerely and sat down with Qin Shuhuang.

There were two tables, Qin Shuhuang and Liu Renren sat on one, and Xuan Cang and his guards sat on the other one, which was full.

Qin Shuhuang pointed to the empty seat next to him and asked Ruihe and Ruimiao to sit down as well.

Not long after, the old man and his granddaughter served everyone a bowl of soy milk and a bowl of tofu.

The old man even added half a spoonful of sugar to Qin Shuhuang's soy milk.

Making tofu is this old man’s ancestral craft.

Before the flood, the old man had been making tofu for decades. He could make tofu with his eyes closed and could not make a mistake.

Qin Shuhuang took a sip of the soy milk. It was dense and smooth, with a faint fragrance unique to beans. It was a good taste that had been honed by experienced craftsmen for many years.

Except for the raw materials of beans, the other ingredients are no worse than those made by the royal chef in the palace.

Then Qin Shuhuang took another bite of tofu brain.

It melts in your mouth, has a very light beany taste, and tastes even better than soy milk.

Seeing Qin Shuhuang eating tofu puffs one spoonful at a time, the old man smiled and narrowed his eyes.

Qin Shuhuang finished a bowl of soy milk and a bowl of tofu puffs without leaving a single bite. Before leaving, Qin Shuhuang raised his thumb at the old man. The old man said enthusiastically: "Madam, next time I come, the old man will come again." Please eat, and add half a spoonful of sugar to Madam."

The old man took his grandchildren to see Qin Shuhuang and Liu Renren off. It wasn't until he saw the group disappearing at the end of the market that the old man smiled and turned back to clean up the stall.

The granddaughter cleared the table and chairs and found the purse on the table. The little girl was surprised and picked up the green purse and handed it to her grandfather, "Grandpa, Madam left something."

(End of this chapter)