After sending Mrs. Lin away, Xiao Ming stood on the counter and looked through the account books. The account books were made based on the simple running accounting method that Xiao District had seen in his previous life. It was divided into two large books, cash and inventory. There was a thick stack. Thread it with twine and draw horizontal and vertical lines.
The two clerks hired by Xiao Ming are both people who can write and calculate. After each transaction is completed, a receipt will be issued, which records each variety, quantity and price purchased by the customer, and will be collected by Ming Sheng in a unified way. The money is also recorded in the ledger, as is the South Street Seed Shop. Liu Xiaoming manages the accounts and Tiesheng manages the warehouse. Whether there is a difference in quantity between the warehouse or the accounts, Xiao Ming will find out the reason.
Yi Feng is now the chief manager of the two shops. In the future, he will go to Pingcheng every day to collect the payment for the goods sold by the two shops and check the authenticity of the accounts.
Good guy, from the time it opened until now, the seed shop has sold 420 taels of silver. Except for Lin, who brought them an income of 300 taels, the rest of the retail investors used their purchasing power of ten to dozens of coins. Their income has reached as much as a hundred taels, and most of it comes from winter wheat seeds. This sales volume is really good.
"Sister, you think it's not bad." Xiao Han said from the side. Having seen hundreds of thousands and hundreds of thousands of taels of silver, he didn't have much ups and downs in this sales volume. In his heart, the sales of seeds were far from the sales volume. The sales volume of fruit wine or snowy mud; but what he enjoys is the sales process, and he also knows that his sister is mainly promoting seeds, not making money.
Xiao Ming looked through the account book. The handwriting was neat and powerful, and the small characters engraved were flowing like flowing water. It was Xiao Han's handwriting.
"You wrote this down."
"Um."
"Very good, great progress." Xiao Ming praised, not knowing whether he was admiring his progress in calligraphy or in managing accounts.
"Tch, what's so great about it?" Chen Yuanze, who was standing by him, habitually suppressed his mouth and disapproved of it, but he made a mental note to practice calligraphy hard.
Ming Sheng sent away an aunt who had just bought winter wheat seeds. Turning around, she saw a man with a big belly and rich clothes standing in the store looking around at the seeds. He couldn't help but come forward to say hello.
The man looked around from time to time, commenting on the seeds, sometimes nodding, sometimes shaking his head, and from time to time he took one and put it in his mouth to bite. As he watched, his face became more and more ugly.
"Sir, our store is newly opened with great discounts. All seeds are discounted for one penny and one pound for the first three months." Ming Sheng came over and said. After working all morning, his mouth was dry, his tongue was hoarse, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead. .
He pointed to the price sign hanging on the wall and showed it to the man. Many customers who came to buy grain seeds were not literate and would not necessarily see the price written on the white cloth hanging on the wall, but this man was obviously literate. .
"What kind of discount?" The pot-bellied man yelled when he saw the price, as if he was surprised and angry.
Well, it’s anger! Anyway, Ming Sheng didn't see any surprise in him, but he could see that the guest's face turned darker.
Rice is sixteen, wheat is twelve, corn is eight cents..., Mani, everything is one cent cheaper than what he buys in his store. How can he live like this? The man feels so angry when he looks at this price. Even that 180-year-old fat man could see the frequency of trembling.
His name is Luo Xingye, he is the owner of Pingcheng Xingye Grain Store, an authentic grain merchant. His business is doing pretty well. In recent years, it has grown bigger and bigger. There are already three branches in Pingcheng, one of which is It is also on the edge of West Street, not far from the Xiao family's seed shop. He is at the head, and the Xiao family is at the end. Before the Xiao family, he is considered the largest grain merchant in Pingcheng. All the customers on this street go to his store. It’s not an exaggeration to say that you can buy rice and grain every day and earn a fortune every day.
But for some reason today, there were actually fewer people buying grain in the store. He was surprised, and when he inquired about it, he learned that Xiao's seed shop had opened on the same West Street. The price was cheap and the quality was good. He robbed all the customers in his store.
He hurried over to find out what was going on. When he entered the store, he saw that all the customers were here. When he saw the seeds, his heart dropped. Is this food? The grains are large and plump, a hundred times better than all the grains in his store. Any kind of grain can beat him by several streets.
The food is good and the price is cheap. Even if he wants to buy it, why would a fool not buy it?
Suddenly, he felt as if ten thousand grass-mud horses were running past.
When he knew that Xiao's seed shop had been selling at this price for three consecutive months, Luo Xingye felt that the sky was going to destroy me! There is a stance of vomiting three liters of blood.
They say colleagues are enemies, and that’s not true.
"The price has been this for three months?" Luo Xingye asked repeatedly, trying his best to hold back his anger.
"Yes, we mainly sell seeds. In three months, all prices will increase by two cents." Mingsheng replied. Although he could tell that this person was not really here to buy seeds, he still explained Follow store policy.
"It will rise in three months, hum!" Luo Xingye emphasized the word 'three months' very seriously. He did not feel better because of the price increase in three months. On the contrary, he felt even more uncomfortable, and it only increased by two cents.
Two texts! Luo Xingye said it was difficult to accept.
"It's an increase of two cents." I'm not happy! Unhappy, the grain of the Xiao family seed shop is so good, even if the price goes up, his family's reputation has been built up, and his Xingye Grain Store will still be squeezed hard by then.
What's more, they still have three difficult months, and they don't know how many business customers they will lose to the Xiao family.
Luo Xingye's small eyes turned left and looked again, not knowing what he was thinking.
No, he has to go back and adjust the price. Since you want to lower the price, I will lower it too. If you lower the price by one cent, I will lower it by two cents. Let’s see who is better. After thinking about it, Luo Xingye stopped delaying and ignored Ming Sheng. , walked quickly.
"Who is that person?" Xiao Han came over and asked, why did he feel that this person was very angry.
"Master, I don't even know." Ming Sheng shook his head. He didn't understand why he was angry after seeing the price. Shouldn't he be happy when the price is cheap?
The two of them didn't know that Luo Xingye left the Xiao's seed shop and wanted to go back to his own shop. Unexpectedly, he met an old acquaintance on the road.
"Where are you, Brother Peng? We haven't seen you for a long time. Where did you get rich?" Luo Xingye greeted a carefree man a few steps away with enthusiasm. The intimacy was so intense that people who didn't know it thought it was a reunion after a long absence.
The man was unshaven and dirty, and the original color of his clothes could not be seen. The smell of sweat could be smelled from a distance. He was wearing a pair of broken straw sandals, and his smelly feet were exposed. God, don't mention how arrogant you are.
At this time, he was using a thin grass root to pick out his black and yellow teeth. Such a sloppy appearance made people avoid him. There was no one within three steps of him. The man didn't think that he looked very good. He was so unbearable that from time to time he would look at the passing young wife or older girl with his lustful eyes, and even boldly touch her buttocks, causing screams one after another, but he laughed loudly and proudly.
"Who are you!" The man did not recognize Luo Xingye and looked at him with squinted eyes, looking extremely disrespectful.
Luo Xingye didn't take it for granted. Instead, he put his arm around the man's shoulder enthusiastically and said, "I'm your eldest brother next door! It's been a long time. Come on, let me invite you to a restaurant for a drink."
The man heard that there was wine to drink, so he followed him. He was so drunk that he didn't care whose eldest brother he was next door.
