When the old bell was getting close to the innkeeper and the brothers, a young man hurriedly came outside the inn, and when he saw the dried apricots that had not been put away in time by the shopkeeper on the counter, he looked at the appearance of the old clock, and excitedly stepped forward to grab the old bell and shouted, "I can catch you." ”

Lao Zhong was startled, secretly thinking that he hadn't offended anyone, and hurriedly said, "Did Your Excellency recognize the wrong person?" ”

The man panted, "Recognize the wrong person, aren't you the one who sells dried apricots?" ”

Lao Zhong chuckled in his heart: Could it be that there is a problem with my dried apricots, or is it a bad eater?

Lao Zhong was grabbed by the sleeve of the innkeeper, and was about to ask a question strangely, but saw the man and said, "Is there anything else?" Preserved apricots, my shopkeeper mainly buys more. ”

"Uh," Lao Zhong was stunned, and couldn't help but feel a flower in his heart when he reacted, "Who is your shopkeeper?" ”

"It's Fuyuan dim sum shop, the one that bought three catties yesterday."

It turned out that the shopkeeper looked at the freshness, bought three catties to try the market, and the second came from home to try the fresh, but it happened that not long after it was placed on the glass cabinet, the customer came, and it was the eldest son of the Yingzhou Mansion Assassin Historian.

This eldest prince is just buying some snacks to please his grandmother, and he doesn't want to see the newly added apricots.

After tasting it, the three catties were immediately rounded, and the shopkeeper rolled his eyes and shouted a high price.

However, this also made the store regret buying less from the old clock. But this is not the end, the next day, the chief butler of the Thorn Mansion came to buy a large number of this kind of dried apricots.

It turned out that Thorn Shi's mother had a big birthday the day after tomorrow, and she ate the dried apricots offered by her eldest grandson last night, and used half a bowl of rice. Thorn Shi and his wife were overjoyed, and when they heard that they had just come out, they decided to buy more, first, to keep the filial piety to their ancestors, and secondly, to entertain distinguished guests the day after tomorrow, and it was also very respectful to make a return gift.

The big housekeeper took the initiative to ask for an errand to buy it in person, but the store said that it was all bought by the eldest son, and there was still half of it.

This is angry, the big housekeeper is afraid of losing face in front of the master's family and a group of servants, so he has to yell at the owner of the dim sum shop, at the latest tomorrow noon, there must be goods, otherwise he will look good.

The shopkeeper, who was surprised and frightened, had to quickly describe the appearance of the old clock, scattered the people under him to look for it all over the city, and promised that whoever found it would be given five times the monthly money.

The people below searched for it like headless flies, but they didn't find it that day.

Fortunately, a clever man reminded the master that the voice of the seller was afraid that he had come from other places, and he could not stay in the inn.

In order to block people, the shopkeeper who had no recruitment began to block people at various inns in the morning. Secretly pray that thousands of people will be found, and there will be thousands of dried apricots.

The shopkeeper should make a small fortune, and there is really a guy who blocked the old clock.

Lao Zhong was cool this time, and all the remaining dried apricots were all bought by the store. The assassin asked for 200 catties, and the remaining 100 catties, and the dim sum shop had to keep it for retail investors. There is a sales pitch by a thorn historian, and it must be a good sell.

The old clock, who got the silver money, put down his heart, and he could be regarded as able to do other things, and as soon as the matter was done, he took his little guy to pat his ass and leave quickly.

But I don't want to Yingzhou City, the owners of many teahouses, dried fruit shops, and dim sum shops stretched their necks, waiting for Lao Zhong to peddle them.

In addition to the daily pick-up and drop-off of Huzi and Erdan, the female dependents honestly did not go out.

In the evening four days later, Lao Zhong Fengchen's servants came back from Fucheng, not alone, in addition to the guys who followed when he left, he also brought back four newly bought servants.

Because Zhong Xiaohe ran into problems on the street a while ago, Lao Zhong felt that the population of his family was too small, and if he ran business outside, once something happened, there would be no errands at home.

This trip to Fucheng, in addition to selling dried apricots, picking a few servants is also what Lao Zhong has to do this time.

The four servants were a family, a young couple in their twenties, with a son of eight or nine years old, and a daughter of about five or six years old.

The husband and wife look thoughtful, with fine skin and tender meat, a clever look, and between their actions, they can also see that they have some self-cultivation.

There was no abnormality on the faces of these two people, and their eyes were not chaotic, but they looked at themselves, and even a pair of children were half-bowed in a proper manner.

After these four people met the main mother, they followed Aunt Li to settle down first.

"Dad, this family is not like a servant."

"You're wrong, it's true, they were sold by their former owners for money, authentic family children." Seeing that Zhong's mother looked disbelieving, she said: "The former master was also a wealthy businessman, not to mention that he lost his entire net worth by being deducted, and he also owed a lot of foreign debts, and the family business was sold, and the slaves could not be kept." ”

"Really?"

"I'm right."

"Tsk, that's pathetic." I don't know if Yang is talking about this family of four, or the unlucky rich businessman.

"Hey, why don't you care about how my dried apricots are sold?" As he spoke, he handed the blanket on his body to Zhong Mu.

"You didn't even see a single dried apricot when you came back, so you sold it." Mother Zhong took her coat, not light, and she already knew it in her heart.

Lao Zhong looked constipated: ......

"Okay, you've worked hard, drink hot tea first, eat some food, and our mother will listen to you slowly."

Although the comfort was a bit perfunctory, Lao Zhong still felt comfortable.

sent a small gift, and drove Huzi and Erdan back to the house to write big characters.

"Dad, how is it selling? Let's talk about it. Zhong Xiaohe was anxious to hear the results.

Lao Zhong ate a hot meal and said unhurriedly: "It's okay." ”

"Dad, be specific."

Seeing Xiaohe's eagerness, he said a little complacently: "The cost is less than one hundred and twenty taels, and it is made into seven hundred catties of dried apricots, which means that the cost of one pound of dried apricots is about one hundred and seventy Wen." After pausing, Zhong Mu sandwiched a piece of meat for him and chewed it slowly.

"And then?" Zhong Xiaohe wanted to prove himself from this matter before, so he wanted to know what the result would be.

"Then, your father and I sell for this amount." After speaking, Lao Zhong stretched out a slap with a smug face.

Zhong Xiaohe's mouth opened and exclaimed excitedly: "Sold for five hundred taels? "It's definitely not fifty taels, if you lose your pants, can Lao Zhong still be proud?

"Poof," Lao Zhong almost choked, "It's really a daughter, why don't you say five thousand taels, one pound and five coins of silver." ”

"Oh~", originally Zhong Xiaohe calculated one catty and two dollars and five, and it was one hundred and seventy-five taels when she sold them all, if she said one catty and five dollars of silver in advance, she would have to exclaim when she estimated it, who asked her to guess five hundred taels at the beginning, but the result was not, so that she was still a little disappointed.

"Oh, disappointed? Girl, one penny is equal to one hundred Wen, and she has already earned twice the difference! What else do you want? The money is not that easy to make. "This kid, you have to teach her a lesson.

Zhong Xiaohe smiled, he was a little greedy!

As a veteran reader who watches the time-traveling drama, as soon as the time-traveler makes a move, not to mention turning stones into gold, it is also possible to make a million profits.

It seems that his heroine's aura is not enough, and he is a little frustrated in his heart, but seeing the satisfaction on Lao Zhong's face, he secretly said, I am afraid that this is the normal operation of the local business, and it is easy for me to die if I am whimsical.

The money earned is good enough to pay back the money for ginseng, or this is always in my heart.