The peasant girl wants to turn the sky: the black-bellied husband, come to farm

Chapter 655 The Price of Selling Meat
It was already past meal time, so I fished out the bean pods and put them in a clean wooden barrel, and asked Zhuang Lvhe to cook, while Qiao Xiaomai drove the ox cart to Jiweiju by himself.

On the way, she casually ate some bread to pad her stomach. After arriving at Jiweiju, she ordered a bowl of noodles, and then asked Shopkeeper He to see the quality of the five-spice edamame.

"A plate, twenty Wen." Qiao Mai gave the price.

Shopkeeper He's heart trembled when he heard it, and he really gave the price for selling the meat.

But the taste of this bean is really good...

It is not a problem at all to sell to those noble people in the boxes on the second floor.

"Success." He nodded.

"The students of Bailu Academy are going back to their hometown. I heard that there will be a banquet at this time every year. These edamame are a specialty of our Bailu Town. It's best to see them off." Qiao Xiaomai said again with a smile.

The students of Bailu Academy come from all over Daqi. They study here on weekdays, but they have to return to their hometowns when they meet the exams.

So the academy will hold a farewell banquet for them. In addition to this farewell banquet, they will also hold some farewell banquets in private. Let's go, so this edamame can still catch up.

"Yes." Shopkeeper He nodded.

Jiweiju and Zuixianlou have always been the place for these students to hold farewell banquets. Only those from poor families will go to the tavern. Those who can come to these two restaurants have a good family background. A plate of five-spice edamame for more than 20 yuan, Absolutely affordable.

"At that time, I will sell a plate for 25 Wen." Shopkeeper He said.

Qiao Mai laughed when he heard this, "It's up to you."

"Then put it on a plate and have a look." Shopkeeper He also laughed.

About half a catty per plate, 120 catties of edamame is calculated as 240 pans, a plate of [-] Wen, that is a total of [-] Wen.

Shopkeeper He was generous and gave five liang of silver directly.

Qiao Xiaomai held the ingot of silver and weighed it in his palm.

In this way, the sales of raw materials have doubled dozens of times before, but this does not make her happy.

Think about when selling Buddha jumping over the wall, Jiweiju 1000 taels, Zuixianlou 2000 taels, 3000 taels of silver was easily obtained.

But now, after working under the scorching sun for a long time, he only got five taels of silver.

In this comparison, the gap is too big.

After finishing the Yangchun noodles he ordered, Qiao Maimai burped and drove the ox cart home slowly.

It was already evening when he got home, and Qiao Changshun, holding the money basket and Qiao Dami, distributed wages to those who came to work.

Qiao Mai led the ox cart home and went straight into the kitchen.

Zhuang Lvhe was busy in the kitchen, seeing her back, asked about the situation.

Knowing that the spiced edamame was sold for five liang of silver, a smile appeared on his face, "That's great!"

In the past, she only thought about earning so much money at once when she was dreaming.

Qiao Mai smiled, but said nothing.

Only five taels of silver...

In the evening, when Tong Sanlang and Tong Sanlang talked about this matter when they went back, Tong Sanlang put his arms around her shoulders, "Then spend the 5000 taels of silver as you want."

"You can't spend it, it's a token of love."

Tong Sanlang couldn't help laughing when he heard this, "This is some kind of token of love."

"I said it's what it is." Qiao Xiaomai also stretched out his arms, wrapping around Tong Sanlang's waist. Anyway, it's dark and no one is on the road at this moment, so hugging is fine.

"How about I go hunting?" Tong Sanlang said again.

Now that autumn is approaching, those animals are all putting on autumn fat to prepare for the winter, which is a good time for hunting.

(End of this chapter)