The regret on the steward's face was too obvious, and Jiang Wancheng saw it.

She was very inexplicable, could it be that the steward felt that she had just crutcheted her leg too obviously?

Steward: "I'll give you five taels of silver, can the girl be satisfied?" ”

This number naturally did not reach Jiang Wancheng's psychological period.

In the Liang Dynasty, one tael of silver could be exchanged for a thousand wen.

1,000 wen is indeed enough for a family to use food and clothing for a month or two.

However, the literature and ink and medicinal materials of the Liang Dynasty were very expensive.

Let's talk about the ink first, ordinary paper, one or two pieces of silver can buy a stack.

But if it's rice paper, you can only buy half a knife.

The pen and ink, a little better, cost two taels of silver for a set.

Again, it also costs one, two, two, three.

Better yet, ordinary people can't even think of it.

Not to mention books, when I went to the bookstore, I didn't dare to go in without three or four taels of silver in my pocket.

Speaking of medical care, ordinary people can't afford to get sick, if the family is too poor, and the child is sick and feverish, he can get through it by taking some medicine.

If you can't get through it, the child will be gone if she says it's gone.

There is also that barefoot man in the countryside, if he can collect medicine and cook, he can also benefit the village.

But there are too few Langzhong who are so skilled and willing to stay in the township.

It was Dr. Zhao who Orion invited for Jiang Wancheng before, and he also sat in this town on weekdays, and occasionally returned to his hometown to visit relatives, and he was willing to see the villagers, but the consultation fee was not affordable for every household.

On that day, Orion invited Dr. Zhao to come to the door, plus the medicine, and spent a total of five taels of silver.

Jiang Wancheng owes Orion so much favor, so he naturally wants to make more money.

Jiang Wancheng's mind was lively, and he replied in an instant: "I don't know if the five taels of silver in charge of you want to be in this basket or in the basket?" ”

In the basket, the most expensive matsutake mushrooms and morels are more, while in the back basket there are all kinds of mushrooms, but these two are less.

The steward's eyes widened when he heard this.

This girl really has a lot of eyes.

She actually felt that he was giving five taels too low?

In this Qingyang Town, there are no more people than he gives, right!?

If she doesn't sell it to him again, the people of the Wang family will come to lift it for her, isn't it that the bamboo basket is empty, and she can't get anything?

The steward persuaded him with good words: "Girl, we can talk about it before, I want your fungus!" These fungi of yours are just your own labor, which are all over the mountains and fields, and they don't need to be costed. ”

"Why can you suddenly change your tune and sell only part of me? You have lost your integrity by acting like this! ”

The steward said and his face sank.

There's a big one, it's a big deal that I don't want anymore.

Jiang Wancheng was not afraid of his threat.

only said: "The person in charge, you didn't say that you will buy all my mushrooms for five taels of silver, right?" ”

"You're right, it's true that this season, especially after the autumn rains, the mountains are full of fungus."

"But apart from me, there shouldn't be anyone in this Qingyang Town who knows so many fungi more than me, right?"

Jiang Wancheng is also bold to speculate.

This person in charge seems to be not afraid of the power of the Wang family, so he dared to collect all her fungi.

But since he dares to eat it, the people under his hands should also dare to pick it for him in previous years.

But he said before that in Qingyang Town, he hadn't eaten this bite of fresh food for several years.

So it shows that his people don't know how to collect mushrooms, let alone know so many kinds of mushrooms!

Jiang Wancheng continued: "In charge, some of these fungi are common, but some, even in Shangjing, should not be common, right?" ”

"I have heard that these matsutake mushrooms and morels can not only be placed on the main table of the homes of high-ranking dignitaries, but even important banquets, which are specially used for banquets."

"Their value should be very valuable, right?"

"What do you say?"

The steward's belly was on fire when he heard this!

He said?

He said he was a fart! He said!

These words were all finished by this girl alone, and when she said that she was dead, he was about to be persuaded by him!

This girl is really clever!

However, she was right.

Matsutake mushrooms and morels are rare ingredients in Upper Kyoto.

Not only because there are very few of these two kinds of fungi in Shangjing, but also because these fungi are in season, it is extremely difficult to store, and it is not difficult to buy dry goods every year, but the freshest ones are very rare in Shangjing!

So, indeed, who would have gotten such a basket of fresh mushrooms?

It was only for the most important guests at the banquet that they would take it out.

How does she know that, though?

Has she ever been to Beijing?

Her insight is by no means a rural village girl, who is she?

The person in charge looked at Jiang Wancheng again, but he didn't see the slightest clue about how to look.

Her accent is official, and her behavior doesn't seem to be very decent, but she is dressed up, and even a pair of younger brothers and sisters who follow her look a few simple, even a little sloppy.

The steward let out a sullen sigh: "You're a businessman." In that case, make your own offer! ”

He didn't bother to deal with her.

He didn't want to eat these mushrooms by himself when he bought them, and it was not ideal to send them to Beijing to the third master, and they were all rotten before they were delivered.

So, he decided to launch them in limited quantities in the next few days and make a lot of money!

As long as this girl's offer is not too outrageous, what should he do?

After thinking for a while, Jiang Wancheng set a price in his heart: "Ten taels, all the fungi." ”

Ten taels?

It's not a random shouting, but it's twice as much as what I wanted to give before!

The steward's heartache.

Then he waved his hand impatiently: "Okay." Ten taels is ten taels, let's go! ”

Jiang Wancheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Although she knew in her heart that if these mushrooms were in Shangjing, if they were sold for a hundred taels, those powerful people would compete to buy them.

After all, the more expensive mushrooms are priceless in Shangjing.

In her last life, when she was in the Duanwang Mansion, she was given a small plate of matsutake mushrooms by Zhang Hexuan.

This matter also caused Princess Duan to deliberately torture and rub for a period of time.

But this is a small town hundreds of kilometers away from Shangjing.

can sell ten taels, it is likely to be the generosity of this steward.

Jiang Wancheng also followed to the gate of Qingyue Tower, only to know that this person turned out to be the manager of Qingyue Tower.

No wonder you can swallow these bacteria in one go.

In her last life, of course, she had also heard of Qingyue Tower.

The boss behind it, very mysterious.

Not only did the chain restaurants open all over the entire Daliang country, but I heard that they were also doing the business of the imperial merchants.

Still, that's just right.

Her mushrooms were sold to Qingyuelou, so that the Wang family would not be able to make trouble anymore.

followed to the back kitchen of Qingyue Building, and the two little guys followed to vacate all the fungi.

Jiang Wancheng suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly stretched out her hand to stop: "Wait." Steward, can you let me keep some more? This is what I promised to give to an old man. ”

The steward's eyes widened, and he still had to keep some of it?

That's what she promised, she didn't say yes before, and now he won't answer!

This girl thinks she's going to buy her mushrooms, right!?

The steward was about to refuse, but Jiang Wancheng said again: "I will go into the mountain again tomorrow, and I should dig up some fungi." Do you still want it? ”

(End of chapter)