Pan Yiming looked confused!

He and the owner of the Qian family's grocery store are not even friends with a nod, so they haven't been so familiar, right?

Pulled by him, Pan Yiming's expression was a little impatient: "Qian Dongjia, the business of Fuxiangji Restaurant seems to have nothing to do with your Qian family's grocery store, right?" ”

talked to Su Cao about opening a food shop, but was interrupted and pulled and pulled for some reason, if it weren't for Pan Yiming, who was a scholar who cultivated his mind, he was afraid that he would have to throw off the money owner.

But the Qian owner didn't notice his displeasure at all, grabbed his sleeve hard, and said proudly: "Why is it okay? It has a relationship, or a big deal. ”

"The money owner took the goods from her, it was seventeen yuan a catty, right? If we take the goods from our Qian family's grocery store, and read the friendship between our shop and Fu Xiang Ji, we ship it for fifteen yuan a catty, how about it? ”

Qian Dongjia verbally calculated the accounts: "One catty saves two cents, ten catties saves twenty wen, one hundred catties saves two hundred wen, and one thousand catties is two thousand wen, that is, two taels of silver." You Fuxiangji has more than one restaurant, there are restaurants in the county, and there are mountain goods shops, if the goods sell well, more than 1,000 catties a month, right? ”

"Save two taels of silver a month, and twenty-four taels that year. Twenty-four taels, saving twenty-four taels a year, enough for a family to eat and wear for a year. ”

Qian Dongjia said self-righteously: "If Pan Shaodong's family makes a deal with our grocery store and saves so much silver, then Master Pan will definitely be impressed by you, with a young owner like you who saves money for the Pan family, Master Pan's face is also bright, isn't it?" How about it, while this little girl's goods are still piled up on the dock, the deal between you and her has not yet been decided, so let's finalize this deal, right? ”

Qian Dongjia was drooling, as if the sour bamboo shoot business was already in his pocket.

Pan Yiming, a person with such a good temperament, couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Then, he brushed away the hand that pulled him on his sleeve and looked at him with a smile: "The Qian family is wrong, twenty-four taels of silver is not a year's food and clothing, and a mere amount of silver is not enough for the Pan family to eat and wear for a month." The trade of sour bamboo shoots is not long-lasting, and in two months, the bamboo shoots will grow into bamboo, and this trade can only wait until the next year. ”

The Pan family also has business in the county, the family is big, and the income is more than 20 taels a day, how can 24 taels of silver be their family's food and clothing for a year?

He forgot for a while that twenty-four taels of silver was just a year's food and clothing for their Qian family.

Qian Dongjia's face was a little embarrassed, and he squeezed out a smile: "I know that the Pan family has a big business, but who thinks that there is more silver, right?" The same is sour bamboo shoots, and the young owner takes the goods from our grocery store, which really saves silver taels! ”

"The Qian family said that the Pan family has a big business, why does this young master want to save that little silver tael?"

Pan Yiming interrupted him: "Don't you take a look at the Qian Dongjia, can the cloth picked by the merchants outside be compared with the ready-to-wear clothes of Jinyi Pavilion?" ”

Qian Dongjia was a little puzzled: "What do you mean?" ”

"Don't you understand? You say that the same is sour bamboo shoots, but sour bamboo shoots are the same as cloth, there are good and bad. ”

Pan Yiming flicked his sleeves and asked, "How can the bamboo shoots marinated in your Qian family's shop with inferior ingredients be the same as the bamboo shoots pickled by the grass girl with the underground spring water of Bamboo Lake?" ”