Originally, Su Guangfu thought that his eldest daughter would want rouge, gouache, or clothes and jewelry. After all, girls aged 13 or 14 love these beautiful gadgets.
What's more, her family's conditions are really limited. Su Qingluan wears all the old clothes left over from her adopted daughter. Her daughter doesn't pick and choose, but is very considerate of her parents' difficulties.
In this way, Su Guangfu and Yang felt relieved, but also a little guilty.
So as early as last night, the couple had discussed buying some new clothes for their eldest daughter, even if they didn't make much money from the stall.
In the end, Su Qingluan didn't want any of these. Instead, he asked Su Guangfu if he could go to the blacksmith shop.
"Why are you going to the blacksmith's shop?"
"I want to see the price of iron pots and kitchen knives." Although she knew that no matter how inconspicuous ironware was in this era, it was extremely expensive, but she had no intuitive impression of how much it cost and what the quality was.
"Da Ya, you want to buy an iron pot? Then you need some money!" Yang sighed.
Su Guangfu patted his wife's hand: "Da Ya only said she wanted to take a look, but didn't say buy it - don't worry, she has a plan in mind."
Su Qingluan understands that now she doesn't have much capital to support her enjoyment, so she has to start a business first. When the money comes, her life can catch up.
A few people came to an iron shop. In fact, many of the iron tools here were used for hunting or heavy work, such as axes and sickles used for felling trees and other sharp-edged items, and they were not cheap, at least four or five taels of silver. , more than ten taels, which made Su Qingluan speechless.
No wonder there was an idiom in the past called "A suspect steals an ax". In modern times, an ax is not something worth stealing, but according to the price of this era, it can be regarded as a considerable fortune.
Upon inquiry, I found that the craftsmanship of the iron pots of this era is almost the same as that of modern wrought iron pots, but the price is thirty or forty taels less - probably because the smelting and shaping technology of this era is really limited and the efficiency is extremely low. , the cost is naturally high.
A kitchen knife costs seven or eight taels, and it is bulkier than modern stainless steel kitchen knives, but it does perform much better than the copper kitchen knives currently used by the Su family.
After coming out of the ironware shop, a few people ordered a few bowls of soup cakes from a soup cake stall. Su Qingluan saw that the so-called "soup cakes" were actually noodles. I picked a bite and put it in my mouth to chew. Sure enough, it had been stretched repeatedly. It was different from being pressed by a machine. It had a different kind of flexibility.
Unfortunately, fine white flour is still too expensive in this era, so the thick flour used in this soup cake has a rough texture, but it has a rich wheat flavor, which is not bad.
After coming out of the noodle shop, I went to buy a handful of malt candies for Su Xueyan.
The caramel was cut into small pieces and placed in oil paper bags. Su Xueyan held the oil paper bag in one hand and took out a few pieces of candy in the other hand and raised it with difficulty: "Mom, dad, brother and sister, you guys should eat too!"
So who can refuse a well-behaved and sensible little angel? Su Qingluan sighed again: This sister is so cute!
When he passed by the clay figurine stall, Su Xuanhe ran over and said to the old man holding the clay figurine: "Old uncle, I want a General Xiao!"
"Hey! A General Xiao! I made one just now. Please take it, young man, and I will give you ten cents!"
Yang followed and paid, and the boss handed it over from the top shelf.
Su Qingluan saw that the clay figurine was wearing armor and had a tall and straight figure. No matter the armor pieces on the armor or the expression on his face, everything was clearly visible.
Although it is a clay figurine, you can still see that the old man who made the clay figurine is very skilled. The figure has a solemn look on his face, as if he is about to go to the battlefield and conquer new territories.
only……
"This general looks so young~" Su Qingluan sighed softly.
He never thought that the old man who was trying to make a clay figure would hear these words, and said with a smile: "General Xiao is not a young general. What a pity..."
It's a pity that the old man didn't say anything, but Su Xuanhe took the clay figurine and said with a longing expression on his face as he walked: "I heard that General Xiao joined the army at the age of thirteen. He has made many military exploits at the age of fifteen. At the age of sixteen, he defeated one hundred against one and succeeded by spreading beans. Soldiers..."
Su Qingluan listened with great interest at first, but then the more he listened, the more outrageous he became: What about three heads and six arms, spreading beans to make soldiers, gods descending to earth...
What kind of myths and legends are these probably talking about...
The corner of her mouth twitched, and she gave up the question of "Who is General Xiao?"
When Su Guangfu saw that his eldest daughter didn't want anything, he was unwilling to accept it and forced her to choose one thing.
So Su Qingluan thought about it and finally chose a few seasonings that were not available at home, planning to go back and try them.
The family is in a hurry when they come, but very leisurely when they return home.
When they got home, Mrs. Yang rushed her second son and youngest daughter to rest, while she took out all the coins and counted them carefully.
"Excluding the capital, we have earned nearly 200 yuan this morning!" Mr. Yang smiled so hard that he couldn't even see his eyebrows, and Su Guangfu also laughed so hard that the wrinkles on his face turned into a chrysanthemum.
Even though it was only close to two hundred cash, Su Qingluan knew that for an ordinary farmer like the Su family, two hundred cash per day was a considerable income.
After all, in Huaxi Village, even if you work as a part-time worker for others, you will only earn four to five hundred yuan a month.
And the Su family's one-day stall is equivalent to half a month's short-term work for others. How can they make Su Guangfu and his wife unhappy?
"It's a pity," Mrs. Yang sighed, "it's a time when the fields are inaccessible. Yesterday, we took away a day's work, but it can't be like this every day."
"It doesn't matter," Su Guangfu said, "If we can start a business, we can hire villagers to do farm work, and we can set up a stall."
In fact, Su Qingluan also had this idea, so she also advised Yang: "We can hire day laborers first. If the business fails, how about we pick up the work in the fields?"
Yang nodded, and the matter was settled.
With the foundation laid on the first day, I went to the town where the stall was held yesterday on the second day. There were already several diners waiting in line.
"Big sister! Here!" Aunt Yang greeted her from a distance, "Skinny Monkey and I have reserved a place for you today!"
"We came here very early in the queue today!" One of the diners joked, "It's impossible not to have a portion, right?" Obviously, this person queued for a long time yesterday but didn't get the "roll" Hundreds of Wealth".
"Yesterday, the first day's early adopter price was five cents, and today it's back to the original price!" Su Qingluan said with a smile.
Because every customer who came to buy "Juan Baicai" yesterday, Su Qingluan had to add, "First day of trial, discount of 5 cents, price will increase tomorrow." So when she said this today, several diners didn't say anything, just asked:
"Little shopkeeper, what's the original price?"
"One copy costs eight cents, and two copies cost fifteen cents. It's more cost-effective to buy two copies!"
"What about me?" Thin Monkey came over to make fun of him.
Su Qingluan said with a smile: "Yesterday I said I would not increase the price for Brother Shouhou'er, so there was no price increase yesterday~"
Thin Monkey was stunned on the spot, while the people around him heard Su Qingluan's teasing joke and burst into laughter.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
"This skinny monkey, is he stupid?"
"I have to say that this little shopkeeper is smart."
There was laughter and laughter in an instant, but no one noticed that in a corner, a middle-aged man muttered gloomily: "You dare to come to Master Dong's place to grab business. I'm so tired of living!"
