The wicked girl of the farm gate is a group pet

Chapter 141
Pan Yiming was stunned!

He and the owner of the Qian's grocery store are not even acquaintances, so they don't know each other well, do they?
Pan Yiming looked a little impatient with his clothes being pulled by him: "Boss Qian, the business of Fuxiangji Restaurant doesn't seem to have anything to do with your Qian's grocery store, does it?"

He was talking with Su Cao about opening a restaurant, but he was interrupted and dragged on for no reason. If Pan Yiming was not a scholar who cultivated his mind and nature, he might have made money for his boss.

However, Boss Qian didn't notice his displeasure at all. He grabbed his sleeve and said triumphantly, "Why doesn't it matter? It does matter, it still has a lot to do with it."

"Boss Qian's family buys goods from her, is it seventeen cents a catty? If they buy goods from our Qian's grocery store, because of the friendship between our shop and Fuxiangji, we ship at fifteen cents a catty. How about it?"

Mr. Qian's family did the math verbally: "A catty saves two Wen, ten catties saves twenty Wen, a hundred catties saves two hundred Wen, and a thousand catties is two thousand Wen, which is two taels of silver. .You Fuxiangji has more than one restaurant, there are also restaurants in the county, and there are also shops selling mountain goods. If the goods sell well, they can sell more than one thousand catties a month, right?"

"Save two taels of silver in a month, and save 24 taels in that year. 24 taels, save 24 taels a year, enough for a whole family's food and clothing for a year."

Mr. Qian thought he was right: "If Mr. Pan's family did business with our grocery store and saved so much money, Mr. Pan would definitely look at you with admiration. For Mr. Pan, who saves money for the Mr. Pan's family like you, Mr. Pan will also have a face. Isn’t it glorious? How about it, while this little girl’s goods are still piled up at the pier, and the deal between you and her hasn’t been finalized yet, let’s finalize this deal, shall we?”

Boss Qian's words were drooling, as if the sour bamboo shoot business was already in his pocket.

Such a good-tempered person like Pan Yiming couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Then, he brushed his hand away from his sleeve and looked at him with a half-smile but not a smile: "Boss Qian's family is wrong, 24 taels of silver is not enough for a year's food and clothing, a mere thin silver is not enough for Pan's family for a month." The cost of food and clothing. The business of sour bamboo shoots is not long, and in two months, the bamboo shoots will grow into bamboo, and this business can only wait for the next year."

The Pan family also has a business in the county. The family has a big business, and their daily income is more than 24 taels. How could it be possible that [-] taels are their family's food and clothing for a year?

He forgot for a moment that 24 taels of silver was just the food and clothing of the Qian family for a year.

Mr. Qian's face was a little embarrassed, and he squeezed out a smile: "I know that Pan's family has a big business, but who thinks there is too much money? The same is sour bamboo shoots. The young master buys goods from our grocery store, which really saves money. !"

"Boss Qian's family said that the Pan family's fortune is great, why should my young master save so much money?"

Pan Yiming interrupted him: "You don't even look at Mr. Qian's family. Can the cloth picked by the peddler outside compare with the ready-made clothes of Jinyi Pavilion?"

Mr. Qian's family didn't understand: "What do you mean?"

"Don't Mrs. Qian understand? You said the same is sour bamboo shoots, but sour bamboo shoots are the same as cloth, there are good and bad."

Pan Yiming shook his sleeves and asked, "The bamboo shoots pickled with low-grade ingredients in your Qian's shop are the same as the bamboo shoots pickled by Miss Cao'er with the underground spring water from Zhuhu Lake?"

(End of this chapter)