Tofu Xishi: General Mo ran

Chapter 423 The Five-Day Covenant ([-])

Finally, it was tied up with a rope, and the small seal of Decui Building was lightly printed on the surface of the exquisite box.

Miao Dou'er carried the incomparably exquisite little box, silently calculating in her heart.

For such a dim sum box, the cost of the box alone would be nearly [-] cash, plus the dim sum...

A snack box costs nearly three hundred cash...

At this point, Miao Douer began to worry again.Who can afford such an expensive dim sum... At that time, I bought a few taels of peach cakes, and after spending [-] ren, I almost couldn't eat them anymore. It actually cost [-] ren to make this dim sum box. , and even if it is sold for three hundred coins, I still can't make a penny...

Thinking of this, Miao Douer felt a little depressed again.

"Dou'er, what's the matter?" An Qihe was helping Miao Dou'er paste the piles of snack boxes, when he raised his head, he saw Miao Dou'er moaning.He put down the things in his hand and asked.

Miao Dou'er sighed again, and looked at An Qihe pitifully: "Sister, our dim sum box... how much does it cost per box? The cost alone is three hundred yuan, and I'm worried that we won't make money if we don't make money." If you sell a box of [-] Wen, no one will buy it..."

An Qihe smiled: "Then don't sell [-] Wen."

"... Three hundred and one cents? No, no, we have the rent of Cuilou. The monthly fee of the staff and the cook is not included in it. It can't be too cheap." Miao Dou'er began to worry again after saying this.

"Dou'er is trustworthy?" An Qihe tilted his head, his eyelashes gleamed slightly under the candlelight.

Miao Dou'er glanced at him: "Why don't you believe me, if you don't believe me, I won't be prepared for five days..."

"Then listen to my husband, this dim sum box is your painstaking effort, Dou'er, and you can't sell it cheap."

"Then how much... 350 Wen?"

"30 taels of silver a box."

When Miao Douer heard An Qihe's words, she blinked her eyes and looked at An Qihe: "My husband... Are you crazy or are you wrong? 30 taels of silver?"

An Qihe smiled slightly, picked up the box he put down in his hand, and continued to stick to it Shi Shiran: "If Douer believes in me, then it will be so."

Miao Douer was tongue-tied for a while, she lifted the box in her hand, looked left and right, and then laughed: "Such a small thing will cost an ordinary family two or three years of living expenses? How could there be a fool to buy it!"

"...That means Dou'er doesn't believe me."

"I believe you, but...but this...is too expensive!"

"No matter how expensive it is, someone will pay for it, don't worry, Douer..."

Miao Douer couldn't argue with An Qihe, but the next day was the Dragon Boat Festival. A few days ago, he had already set up a big banner, saying that there would be new dim sum for the Dragon Boat Festival.Early the next morning, Miao Douer looked helplessly at An Qihe and the little bench sitting on the carriage boards and chatting.

In the carriage, there are folded boxes that are slowly loaded.

"My lord, madam's thoughts are just coincidences. Why can't I figure out such an interesting dim sum? This box of dim sum will definitely not be cheap." The little bench tsk-tsk, looking at it from the corner of the eye is Miao. Dou'er brought home a box of fully packaged snacks that he wanted to price yesterday.

"Yeah, it's really not cheap."

"I reckon, at least a hundred or so yuan, such a box?" The little bench continued to chat with An Qihe, holding the rein in his hand.

An Qihe twitched the corners of his lips: "A box of 30 taels of silver, no discount."

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