Li Han’s Little Farmer’s Wife from the Mountains

On Xinghua Street, Shen Ruolan took Zhang Eryong and walked into a neat restaurant. When Xiaoer saw someone coming, he walked up with a smile on his face, and said diligently: "Please come from the two guest officials, the two are top-notch. Or accommodation?"

Shen Ruolan saw that the shop's second person was treating customers well, so she asked directly, "This second brother, I wonder if your shopkeeper can be in the restaurant now?"

The shopkeeper looked at them hesitantly, and said: "I wonder what the two people who are looking for my shopkeeper are doing? To be honest, my shopkeeper is in the shop, but the shopkeeper is busy with a lot of things. Regarding the matter, the shopkeeper will not come forward."

In other words, if you don't have any important events, you won't see my shopkeeper.

Shen Ruolan opened a bag brought by Zhang Eryong, grabbed a handful of peanuts and handed it to Xiao Er, and said with a smile: "It's true that we are here to find your shopkeeper to sell spiced peanuts. Please tell me. Now, our five-spice peanuts are economical and delicious. If this sale is completed, you will not only help us, but also make a great contribution to your restaurant."

Xiao Er took the handful of peanuts, threw them into his mouth and tasted a few, and his eyes lit up and said, "You two, please wait a moment, I'm going to tell the shopkeeper!"

After speaking, he left in a hurry.

After Xiao Er left, Shen Ruolan said to Zhang Eryong: "Brother Zhang, can I set the price of spiced peanuts at five cents per catty? If you think it works, I'll talk to the shopkeeper in a moment."

"Okay, you have the final say."

Zhang Eryong doesn't know anything about doing business. If someone can help him make decisions, or someone he trusts, he will naturally follow his advice.

"Well, at that moment he came and I told him, you just need to listen to it," she said.

Soon, Xiao Er led the shopkeeper in. Shen Ruolan had already put a plate of fragrant and attractive peanuts on the table. The shopkeeper looked at the plate of peanuts and said, "This is you. To sell?"

Shen Ruolan smiled, "Exactly, can the shopkeeper be interested in trying it?"

The shopkeeper doesn’t know where these two people came from, but the shopkeeper who is in charge of a restaurant is naturally very sensitive to food. He stepped forward and picked up a peanut and put it in his mouth with a crunch. The sound, the good taste spread all over the tip of the tongue in an instant.

Fragrant, crispy, and crispy, it's the best side dish to go with wine. This is his evaluation of spiced peanuts.

After eating a few, the shopkeeper asked politely, "I don't know how you plan to sell these peanuts?"

Shen Ruolan stretched out a hand and said: "It's not much, five cents per catty, it's a good deal."

The shopkeeper stroked his beard and said, "Although this peanut tastes good, it is not worth such a high price, right? So, if two people are sincere to sell, how about three cents per catty? Of course, our restaurant is big. Buying in bulk will never hurt you."

Raw peanuts cost two pennies per catty, and one penny for one catty. Excluding processing fees and costs, a hundred catties of peanuts can make up to fifty or sixty pennies at most. Isn't that even a loss?

Shen Ruolan chuckled and said faintly: "The shopkeeper, how do I feel that you are not sincere in doing business with us."

The shopkeeper frowned and said with some dissatisfaction, "This girl, as far as I know, raw peanuts are only sold for two cents per catty. If you buy them in large quantities, they can be cheaper. In other words, you can sell them for just one catty. We make a penny. Since our restaurant is going to buy it, we will definitely not only buy a three-jin and five-jin. Every time we buy it is at least thirty-five catties. In this way, you can easily earn thirty-five cents. Isn't it too small?"

As he said, those shrewd eyes inadvertently scanned the tattered clothes of Zhang Eryong and Shen Ruolan.

Many villains are accustomed to look at their clothes and look at each other’s clothes. They think they are rich and powerful. They are more respectful and respectful to others, and all kinds of flattery and flattery; see a country like them. Dressed up, he looked down with all his eyes, thinking it was a mud bun who couldn't eat, and he could answer it with a little benefit.

Zhang Eryong is wearing a shabby sheepskin jacket today. Perhaps he has worn it for many years, and the hair on the sheepskin has been lost. The bald ones are very shabby; the cotton trousers are made of the most home-woven coarse cloth. In order to save money, I didn't dye it, and I was dusty, and I had two large patches on my knees.

Shen Ruolan was no better than him. She wore the old clothes her mother left behind. It is now in the mid-winter season. She can no longer withstand the severe cold in the north by wearing that new jacket and new cotton trousers. I couldn’t wear a quilt on the street, so I had to find out the old clothes left by her mother for emergency. Although this clothes was made of coarse cloth and patched, it was thick and warm, and it can keep out the cold when worn on the body. I didn't think about it, but I looked down on people because of the clothes.

Shen Ruolan sneered: "Does the shopkeeper think that they have given us a lot? Our spiced peanuts are absolutely unique on the market, and they will definitely sell well. You can sell them in your restaurant to those who like to drink, and sell them in a small dish. Five pennies, four or five discs per catty is more than enough, the shopkeeper calculates, how much can you earn per catty? You don’t need to spend a drop of oil, a salt, a firewood, you can easily handle a lot. The money is made, do you still care about the hard money of these articles with us?"

The profit margin of spiced peanuts is so great that the shopkeeper naturally thought of it. It's just that these two people are dressed in ragged clothes, thinking that the poor are easy to exchange, and want to spend a little less money to make this sale, who knows This yellow-haired girl looked inconspicuous, but she had a sharp mouth and was very difficult to deal with.

After a moment of contemplation, the shopkeeper reluctantly took a step back.

"Well, it's not easy for you to come out and sell things in cold weather. I'll give you four cents and a catty. It's just that it's higher and the amount must be sufficient."

He thought he had taken a step back, and the business would naturally be done.

Unexpectedly, the yellow-haired **** the opposite side stood up and said to the tall man, "Let's go, find someone else who knows the stuff and sell it without thinking about it, don't waste time here."

The shopkeeper thought that he would just take a step back to buy and sell, but they didn't expect that they would leave after picking up the things, and they were anxious.

"Hey, girl, stay here, where can we buy a deal? If you don't agree, let's discuss it slowly. How can anyone like you just shake your face and leave at every turn!"

Shen Ruolan paused and said: "It's not that I want to go, but the shopkeeper is too insincere. My spiced peanuts are made exclusively and secretly, with excellent materials and unique taste. Not to mention the whole county, or even the whole country. It’s the second one. Just rely on this. Even if we ask you for six pennies per catty, it’s not too much, but you don’t know enough. You keep pressing the price with us. If we don’t leave, why don’t we stay here for the New Year?"

An old face of the shopkeeper was said by her that she was too young and white, she wanted to get rid of her face, but she was reluctant to do business, the most taboo thing was to have trouble with money. After weighing it up, he gritted his teeth, "Okay." Well, the five essays are based on your five essays. Give me fifty catties first."