Chapter 17 Precious Seasonings
Stealing? Rong Bai looked at this guy in disbelief. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info If it was in Rong Bai's time, the person who said this sentence must have been hacked to death by Rong Bai with a knife.
This time, Rong Bai really must meet the shopkeeper. I bought things by myself, but I didn't enjoy God's treatment, and I also carried a pot for stealing things, and my uncle couldn't bear it and my aunt couldn't bear it.
"Where is the shopkeeper?"
Rong Bai opened his throat and shouted. Rong Bai's body hasn't been talking for a long time, and with Rong Bai's temperament, he doesn't like to speak, so even if he shouts loudly, it doesn't look like a girl's voice.
However, the fact that the voice is not like a girl does not affect the penetrating power of Rong Bai's voice. With a single sound, footsteps could be heard from upstairs.
The guy standing behind the counter suddenly shuddered.
The people upstairs today are not only the shopkeepers, but also the owners who came to inspect! By the time the second footsteps sounded, the guy had to rely on the counter to maintain a standing position.
The curtain at the end of the stairs was lifted, and Rong Bai followed the voice that came, and a slender figure stood in the doorway. Slender and slender fingers propped up the curtain.
Men know at a glance that they are the kind of people who work in the civil service.
"What?" The man was not very old, and he stood at the end of the stairs, but he was full of majesty. He didn't ask Rong Bai, but the guy who could barely stand.
At this point, man, his mouth was open, and he didn't say anything.
"Who are you looking for, a simple addition and subtraction, I didn't figure it out after three calculations." The guy couldn't say it, and Rong Bai couldn't help it: "Oh, no, there's no subtraction at all, it's all addition." ”
The man looked down, glanced at the large pile of goods on the table, and understood the man's distress. That's a lot of stuff, how can it be so easy to finish. However, if you haven't counted it three times, you really can't have a problem.
"You go and help him do the math." The man tilted his head and said to the man behind him.
Rong Bai only saw the appearance of the person behind him at this time. It's different from everyone Rong Bai has seen before, the person behind the man is not tall, but the person is chubby. When he came down the stairs, it felt like he didn't have to use two legs, he just had to roll. The man was fast, though. In a few breaths, he had already "rolled" behind the counter, brushed away the guy, and began to count himself.
Rong Bai had nothing to do but look at the fat man and settle the score.
In Rong Bai's time, no one would make themselves fat. After all, strength is life, and a fat man, whether on the battlefield or in other aspects, can only lag behind. Especially on the battlefield, after all, the fat man has a high fat rate, and the fierce beast prefers to attack the fat man.
Rong Bai couldn't read the abacus, but the fat man's hand speed was much faster than that guy. After a while, the fat man raised his head and looked at Rong Bai with a smile: "Chenghui, eleven two hundred and fifty-one copper." ”
Before the fat man could erase the leader, Rong Bai pointed to the silver that had been placed on the counter: "Didn't you say this earlier, there would be nothing left." ”
The fat man looked in the direction of Rong Bai's finger, and there was some silver piled up on the counter. Unlike Rong Bai, a pure novice, the fat man has been rolling in the mall for many years. Not to mention weighing it with your hands, even if you look at it with your eyes, the fat man knows that the silver on the counter is only a lot more than the price of the goods.
"Let's get change." Rong Bai stretched out his hand towards the fat man.
Originally, Rong Bai didn't plan to let the guy give change. When he was a child, Rong Bai had no choice but to break a dollar in half, and later when he got older and earned more on the battlefield, Rong Bai began to tip those clerks. It's not a lot at once, but it's been a habit for a long time. After all, those people live exactly the same as when Rong Bai was a child.
However, this guy this time, Rong Bai felt that people didn't need to be pitiful at all.
After facing the counter, Rong Bai turned his back to the stairs, and naturally he didn't see the man who was still standing at the end of the stairs, looking at the fat man. However, the fat man saw it.
"Our owner said, this kid made you unhappy this time, and he will compensate you a little. I'll erase the fraction, and you can give eleven taels. The fat man had a big smile on his face, and his eyes were out of sight.
Rong Bai went on a car trip and learned about the economic situation of this era by the way. There is no possibility of wiping more than 100 copper plates with a fraction of a bit. You know, a thousand copper plates are one tael of silver. It's enough for one person to eat for half a year. In Rong Bai's era, tens of thousands of credits were consumed in half a year.
Rong Bai frowned, then shook his head: "As much as you want." ”
If he didn't know this, Rong Bai might agree to his request, but knowing this, how could Rong Bai agree. This promise of his own is to owe others favors, and Rong Bai does not like to owe favors to others.
"These things, they have been in the shop for months, and no one has bought them, and now that you have bought them, I want to know what they can be used for." The warm voice sounded behind him, and Rong Bai turned around vigilantly, looking at the man who suddenly approached. As he spoke, the man was looking through the things Rong Bai had bought and took out a few of them.
Those were all things brought by the caravans from the Western Regions. No one here knows what to do with it, and they only bought it as a novelty, but they kept it in the store for a long time, and the price dropped again and again, and no one knew how to use it, let alone buy it.
Rong Bai turned his head and saw the spices he had chosen.
The man brought out small jars, one containing cumin powder and the other containing pepper. These two things are the seasonings that Rong Bai used to use in the past. In the last days, there will be a lot of rainfall, and it will be poisonous. Even if people don't go out, they will be forced to feel uncomfortable by the moisture.
Since then, Rong Bai has become spicy, and he is simply not happy. Now when I come to this place, for more than ten days in a row, I have eaten nothing but boiled things, and I have long wanted to eat something spicy. There is also a jar, which is chili. It's not the fat peppers that the farmers here grow, but the ones that are not as thick as a little finger. Small yards together, but only a small jar.
"Cumin, pepper and chili pepper are all seasonings." Rong Bai put the few jars that the man took out back into their original places.
"I wonder what is the difference between this seasoning and other seasonings?" The man asked more curiously. The woman in front of her not only knew that these things were seasonings, but also knew what they were called. Then you must know why these things are so expensive! That's right, it's expensive.
When Rong Bai bought it, the price of these small things was very expensive, almost all of them were around 500 wen a small jar. And this is still the price at which the store sells at a loss, if it is really sold according to the purchase price, this small jar is enough for one or two silver.