Chapter XXXVII
Chang'an City is a magnificent big city, come out of the city, don't want money.
But if you want to enter from outside the city, you need money.
Outside the city, there are shops, streets, and houses.
Although it is a little chaotic, it is not like in the city, and even the manure and water are handled, but many people are willing to crowd here.
When Fan Jingjing knew that she needed money to enter the city, she decided to find a merchant outside to sell millet seeds.
She was very hungry and wanted to sell millet early and get a sum of money to buy some ready-made grain to eat.
Approaching a populated area, you can notice that there are people selling along the streets.
When she came to Datang, of course, she was very curious about Datang's snacks. She has a good stomach and can eat anything she can eat in her mouth.
In later life, she calculated the difference between the price of raw materials and finished food products. It's about one to five.
Eating a meal outside to satisfy her curiosity, Fan Jingjing thinks that she can still support it, of course, there is a premise, she must sell this bag of millet seeds.
She calculated that it was four months' worth of food.
But she is confident that she will grow fast-ripening cabbage, or vegetables such as green cabbage, in exchange for the next diet in about a month.
So after selling the millet, the money obtained is the capital of Fan Jingjing's start.
"Well, I'll give you this price......"
The shopkeeper of the grain store took out the abacus casually, dialed it twice, and then showed it to Fan Jingjing.
Fan Jingjing knows the abacus, and can probably read the numbers on the abacus, but she can't react immediately like Arabic numerals.
After she understood, when she was about to respond, Niu Yingxiu next to her pulled the hem of her clothes and said to the boss:
"Now is the time when the grain is scarce, and you sell it to the common people, a bucket of seventy wen. Now you charge it for three pennies a bucket, will it be too much. Usually, millet can also be sold for five to ten wen per bucket. ”
"Love or not, don't pull it down." The shopkeeper didn't care about Fan Jingjing's food at all.
Usually they also collect grain. Ordinary people in the neighborhood would bring their grain and sell it to them.
For these ordinary people, because the amount of grain sold is relatively large, they are still in the mood to bargain with them.
But Fan Jingjing only took a bucket of rice to sell, and the shopkeeper didn't even bother to bargain with Fan Jingjing.
Fan Jingjing heard Niu Yingxiu say this, and the price given by the shopkeeper was not enough for her to support for a month.
"Don't sell to unscrupulous merchants, let's go."
"The grain stores outside the city use this price, even if you sell it to others."
After Fan Jingjing knew the market, she was naturally reluctant to sell it to the grain store.
Although she was hungry, she knew that she would be hungry after selling the millet at this price.
After walking out of the grain store, Niu Yingxiuxiu asked:
"Are we not selling, that is, we have no money to buy food and drink?"
Niu Yingxiu can look forward to pit a little snack sold outside from Fan Jingjing's hands.
These snacks are generally not made at home.
She has seen others eat the steamed cake with filling, and after taking a bite, the aroma of red bean paste overflowing from the steamed cake is fragrant and fragrant, which is much more delicious than the dishes on the table at home.
It makes sense that the ancients spoke of merchants as profiteers.
There is too much difference between the price of buying and selling, and there is no fair trade law in this era.
So Fan Jingjing is also ready to act as a profiteer.
After understanding the current price of millet and asking Niu Yingxiu about the rules of buying and selling, she found that the original millet can be used as money.
In addition to grain, cloth was also a popular trading material.
Unlike in her day, bartering was more popular than money trading.
Because the purpose of making money is also to obtain these substances.
"Let's sell the millet directly on the street! If the price of millet is 70 wen now, we have a conscience and will definitely be able to sell it for 60 wen. ”
Not far behind the two, Niu Shijin had to follow silently because he was worried that the two women would have an accident, and after hearing Fan Jingjing's words, he couldn't help but come out:
"Idiot!"