pastoral pretty girl

Chapter 562 Too Much Difference
"Hey, isn't this Mr. Lu? Why are you here?"

There was only one middle-aged man in the shop, who was lying on the innermost chair and taking a nap. He woke up after hearing the sound, and when he saw the accountant who followed him, he immediately walked over with his head bowed respectfully, and said flatteringly.

The accountants of the Shen family check their accounts every three months, and the shopkeepers of each shop know each other well, so they cannot be offended.

"Let me introduce to you. This is Miss Fifth and her husband in the house. They are here to take over the shop at the order of the old lady. From now on, you will follow Miss Fifth's orders."

Accountant Lu introduced it casually, and didn't take Song Qingge too seriously.

Although it was the old lady's order, asking her to come to the coffin shop was obviously making things difficult for her.

The shopkeeper was a little surprised at Song Qingge's identity. The old lady personally appointed it, which is great, but...he quickly realized that the old lady didn't like the fifth lady, otherwise she would not have sent her to the this place.

Not to mention a delicate young lady, even a grown man would feel his scalp numb when dealing with coffins every day.

In the alley outside, because of the existence of their shop, fewer and fewer people passed by, and sometimes even no one was seen for several days.

Some timid passers-by would run over, and several young ladies were scared to tears at the beginning.

"It turns out to be Miss Fifth, please be polite, just tell me what you have to say." The shopkeeper's mind was spinning quickly, but he didn't show it. He still had a compliment on his face, but secretly gave accountant Lu a understanding look.

Song Qingge walked around the store and said slowly: "The shopkeeper, please tell me about the monthly turnover."

"Turnover?" The shopkeeper was puzzled.

"Well, how much silver can be sold every month, which month earns the most silver, and how much can be sold in an average month."

Now that she decided to stay, Song Qingge was also so scared. Moreover, Niutou village was full of graves in the back hills, which was not much worse than this. She just saw so many coffins suddenly and thought of some bad pictures.

Upon hearing this, a trace of surprise flashed across the face of the shopkeeper's accountant Lu, as if they had underestimated the fifth lady.

"Fifth Miss, wait a moment." The shopkeeper ran to the back to search, and quickly came over with an account book.

After all, it was personally assigned by the old lady, so don't be embarrassed.

Besides...

"Going back to Miss Wu, the month before last year sold the most money. I bought a total of 28 coffins, big and small, and earned a total of 230 taels of silver... This month was the worst. I only sold three coffins, totaling 14 taels of silver..."

Coffins come in the shape of a raised head and a straight shape. The amount of wood used is different, and the price is also different.

Furthermore, the wood used in the coffin is also particular, and the price of a good wood coffin must be high.

For an ordinary coffin, the cheapest is two taels of silver, up to ten taels of silver, 50 taels of silver...like the largest coffin in the yard, it costs 500 taels of silver.

According to the shopkeeper, the wood used in the coffin was not that good, otherwise the price would be higher.

But so far, only one coffin has been sold in the shop. It was because the wife of a wealthy family died of sudden illness and there was no coffin in the house, so he came here to buy it.

Generally, if a large family finds good wood, they will prepare a high-quality coffin for themselves.

Song Qingge's mouth twitched after hearing the shopkeeper's monthly income, the difference was really big.

In the most months, it can sell two or three hundred taels of silver, but when it is less, it is only a dozen taels...

(End of this chapter)