Exile at the beginning: I rule the world by drawing cards

Chapter 44 Someone wants to buy a table
The morning fog dissipated, the morning glow spread from the sky, and there were gradually more and more people in the market.

Lu Ximing helped Qin Mengshang, and after a while he went to the street to collect a circle of bowls.

Many people saw that the lady boss of the cold noodle stall had another helper, and they couldn't help but become curious: "Madam boss, why isn't your cousin who can write poetry here today?"

Qin Mengshang: "My cousin went to Beijing to take the exam, and he left me here to help me."

Now everyone understands, isn’t the purpose of studying to gain fame?Unfortunately, there is no academy in Sui'an Town, a small place. If you want to study, you have to go to Baitong Academy in Shantang Town next door.

"The boss lady's cousin is better than the gentleman from Baitong Academy, he will definitely pass the exam!"

"If you pass the exam, the boss lady must not forget about us!"

Qin Meng Shang smiled: "That's natural."

She fooled people like this every day, and she couldn't tell which of her words was true.

The stall's business was as good as ever, but it was all sold out in no time.

Lu Ximing helped pack things. He didn't feel tired after running all morning. His face was beaming with joy: "Cousin, will we come again tomorrow?"

"No, let's take a day off."

I have to go to Changxing Restaurant to deliver the goods the day after tomorrow. I have not processed more than ten kilograms of konjac at home, so I have to do it in these two days.And after being busy for so many days, it’s time to take a rest.

After putting the table away, Qin Mengshang was about to take Lu Ximing to the cloth store to buy clothes. At this time, a man in cloth clothes about 30 years old came over with a smile.

"Madam boss, may I ask which carpenter you hired to build this table?"

Qin Meng Shang raised his eyebrows.The stall's business is good not only because of the rarity of cold noodles and konjac shreds, but also because of this table.Many people have asked before, but they were just asking.

She also knew the man coming now. He was the owner of a street wonton stall, his surname was Zheng.

Since there were more cold noodle stalls in the town, the business of wonton stalls and noodle stalls has been greatly affected.Boss Zheng has been selling wontons for more than ten years and is somewhat famous in Sui'an Town.Seeing that Qin Meng Shang's business was going well, he was jealous, but he didn't imitate Dong Shi, the owner of the noodle stall next door, and started selling cold noodles, nor did he use any underhanded methods to suppress the other party.

It was precisely because of this that Qin Mengshang told him truthfully: "I asked my neighbor's brother to order this table."

Boss Zheng rubbed his hands and said shamelessly: "I wonder if your neighbor is willing to take over the job? I also want to book some tables with him."

He observed it for a few days and was not very interested in the cold noodles. Instead, he liked the table where Qin Meng Shang set up his stall.

The wonton stall provides seating for diners. Currently, it has four square tables and sixteen benches, and two oxcarts are needed to accommodate other items.This time, the fare alone costs [-] yuan a day.

He thought about it for a few days before he had the courage to come over and ask, "If your neighbor is willing to take over the job, I can pay more."

Someone wants to customize the same style, and Qin Mengshang is of course happy, but he doesn't know if Zhao Yushan can take on the business given his situation.

"Boss Zheng, I can help you ask. I'm not sure whether it will work or not."

Boss Zheng was already very happy when she agreed to help ask: "It's okay, you just need to bring the news!"

"Okay, I'll come to town the day after tomorrow and let you know if I have any news."

After agreeing on a time, Boss Zheng left with satisfaction.

Lu Ximing was puzzled: "Why did my cousin agree to him? What if he also imitates you in doing business in the future?"

"We are in the food business, and we pay attention to taste. The work on tableware can only play a supporting role," Qin Mengshang paused and continued, "Boss Zheng wants to customize the table, which shows that this kind of table is worthy in the eyes of the vendors. Purchased.”

She didn't hide the table thing, she just saw the business opportunity behind it.

Selling a bowl of cold noodles only makes five cents, but a table costs at least three hundred cents. The profit is many times higher than selling cold noodles.

However, whether this business can continue to develop depends on Zhao Yushan.Qin Mengshang had the charter in his mind and said to Lu Ximing: "Go back first. We have to discuss this matter with your Uncle Zhao."

Sun Dawang was waiting at the city gate as usual. When he saw them coming out, he helped carry their things into the car.

After getting in the car, Qin Mengshang took the initiative to talk to him: "Do you want to buy the river embankment the day after tomorrow? I want to discuss something with you."

"Sister-in-law, why are you being polite to me? Just tell me what you have to say!" Sun Dawang said cheerfully.

Didn't Zhou Zizai give him this job just so that he could pick up and drop off his sister-in-law?

Qin Mengshang said: "I have to deliver goods to the town the day after tomorrow. I have about sixty kilograms of konjac. I have to trouble you to deliver them. See how much it costs and I'll pay you."

Sun Dawang regards Zhou Lingqi as his brother, but he doesn't dare to charge her more money: "It's so easy to talk about money without knowing it! Sister-in-law, don't worry, you just tell me when you are leaving that day, I will wait for you at the entrance of the village!"

"What I mean is that if you want to book a ride into the city the day after tomorrow, you can't take anyone else with you."

The ox cart is mainly responsible for purchasing goods along the river bank, and it usually carries villagers into the city as a side trip.She had to transport dozens of kilograms of konjac into the city, so naturally she couldn't take other people on the oxcart, so she should pay more.

Sun Dawang understood what she meant.

People from the village don't go to the city every day, so when there are big markets, there are more people, and they can earn twenty coins a day.When there were few people, Qin Mengshang was the only one.

Thinking about Zhou Zizai, he hesitated and said: "Then... six articles?"

"can."

The matter is so settled.

When the oxcart reached the entrance of the village, Sun Dawang suddenly remembered something: "Sister-in-law, Zhou Zizai seems to be feeling a little unwell these days? I saw him coming back from the river last time, and his face was frighteningly white! Ask him why, with a saw mouth It's like a gourd, and I can't hold back a word for a long time..."

Is Zhou Lingqi feeling uncomfortable?Qin Mengshang really didn't notice it.

This morning I was still chopping firewood with great energy, my food was delicious, and I didn't look like I was sick at all.

But thinking about how injured he was before, he still remembered it.

There is no free time in the afternoon, and more than ten kilograms of konjac cannot be prepared in a short while.

Qin Mengshang's hand almost broke just by grinding konjac mud.

"Cousin, let me do it." Lu Ximing rolled up his sleeves to his elbows and took over her job.

Despite his young age, he is about the same height as Qin Meng Shang, but he is quite strong and unambiguous at all.

Lu Ximing said: "My grandfather is old. I used to do the work of making medicines and making medicines. From now on, I can do this kind of work, and my cousin can rest."

Qin Mengshang was very worried. She was an only child and didn't know what it was like to have brothers and sisters. Now she got a younger brother who knew medicine for nothing. It was not a big deal.

"I'll make you something delicious tonight!"

"Okay." Lu Ximing smiled lightly, his eyes sparkling.

The two of them worked hard all afternoon and finally finished grinding all the konjac. Unfortunately, there were too many konjacs made this time, and it was still not enough after using all the pots at home.

Qin Mengshang wiped his hands and stood up: "I'll go to Zhao's house to borrow two basins and come back."

By the way, let’s talk to Zhao Yushan about making tables.

　There is another chapter in the evening, please recommend monthly tickets for daily tickets (づ￣3￣)づ╭～

　　
　
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