Novel Catchup
Chapter 656: 656: The Price of Selling Meat
Chapter 656: Chapter 656: The Price of Selling Meat
It was already past lunchtime. Zhuang Luhe was cooking, Qiao Xiaomai scooped the bean pods into a clean wooden bucket and went to Jiwaiju in her own ox cart.
She casually ate some bread on the way to stave off her hunger. After arriving at Jiwaiju, she ordered a bowl of noodles and let Shopkeeper He examine the quality of the five-spiced edamame.
“A plate for twenty wen.” Qiao Xiaomai quoted the price.
Shopkeeper He shivered at the price. It was as if they were being sold at meat prices.
But the flavor of these beans…
Selling them to the wealthy individuals in the private rooms upstairs would not be a problem at all.
“Deal.” He nodded.
“The students from Bailu Academy are returning home. I heard that every year at this time, a banquet is held, and our town’s unique edamame is the perfect send-off,” Qiao Xiaomai said with a smile.
The students at Bailu Academy come from all over Daqi. They study here on ordinary days, but they have to return to their hometowns for exams.
So, the Academy hosts a farewell dinner for them. Aside from this official farewell banquet, they also throw private goodbye parties. Actually, by now, the students living farther away had already set off, but some students living nearby had not yet left, so the edamame could still make it in time.
“Yes.” Shopkeeper He nodded.
Jiwaiju and Zuixian Building have always been the venues for these students to hold their goodbye parties. Only the poor would go to small taverns. Those who can afford to come to either of these restaurants are not hurting for money. They can definitely afford twenty-some wen for a plate of five-spiced edamame.
“I’ll sell it for twenty-five wen a plate.” Shopkeeper He said.
Qiao Xiaomai chuckled at his words, “As you wish.”
“Let’s plate it and see.” Shopkeeper He laughed as well.
About half a pound to a plate, a hundred and twenty pounds of edamame calculated as two hundred and forty plates. A plate for twenty wen, that sums up to four thousand eight hundred wen.
Shopkeeper He is generous enough to give her five taels of silver.
Qiao Xiaomai held the piece of silver in the palm of her hand, weighing it.
Making dozens of times more profit by selling the raw materials was nothing to celebrate about.
Thinking back to the time when she sold Buddha’s Temptation, Jiwaiju paid a thousand taels and Zuixian Building paid two thousand taels. She easily netted three thousand taels.
But now, under the burning sun, she busily worked most of the day for just five taels of silver.
Such a contrast, the drop was just too great.
After finishing her bowl of Yangchun Noodles, Qiao Xiaomai burped, climbed onto her ox cart, and leisurely went home.
When she got home in the evening, Qiao Changshun and Dami were distributing wages to the workers who came to help.
Qiao Xiaomai drove the ox cart home and went straight into the kitchen.
Zhuang Luhe was busy in the kitchen. When she saw her come in, she hastily asked about the situation.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Learning that the five-spiced edamame was sold for five taels of silver, her face immediately broke into a relieved smile, “That’s really great!”
She had only dreamt of making that much money at once.
Qiao Xiaomai just smiled and didn’t say a word.
Only five taels of silver…
That night, when she mentioned it to Tong Sanlang on their way home, Tong Sanlang put his arm around her, “You should spend that five thousand taels of silver.”
“I can’t, it’s a token of love.”
Tong Sanlang chuckled, “What a peculiar token of love.”
“If I say it is, then it is.” Qiao Xiaomai also put her arm around Tong Sanlang’s waist. Since it was dark and there was no one on the road, they could hug and cuddle as they liked.
“How about I go hunting?” Tong Sanlang suggested.
It was nearly autumn, and all the animals were getting ready for winter, making it a good time to hunt.