The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

"Then bring it to me."

Song Qianyuan ran out from the meadow and showed Cheng Youning the cricket jar on his waist. There were three crickets in it.

"Your Highness, take a look and see if there is anything you like." Song Qianyuan didn't say the rest of the words. If there was something he liked, he wouldn't have to catch katydids under the scorching sun. In his opinion, it was stupid to catch katydids in the bushes all day long.

After Cheng Youning looked at it, the corners of his mouth twitched. He knew at a glance that he didn't like it. "It's a medium-quality product, definitely not a top-quality one."

It means that he doesn't like it and he doesn't want it.

Song Qianyuan lost half of his anger when he heard this. His previous expectations and hopes were completely dashed.

He opened the katydid jar and was about to release the katydids, but Cheng Youning stopped him in time, "Why did you release them?"

"If you don't want it, what's the use of this thing?"

"Of course they are useless. If you take these three to the market, this one can only be sold for two taels of silver, this one can be sold for half a dozen yuan, and even this most insignificant one can be sold for twenty coins. If you just let it go, you have worked in vain for the past two days!"

Hearing this, Song Qianyuan looked at Cheng Youning with complicated eyes and couldn't say a word for a long time.

Cheng Youning pushed up his big straw hat to expose more of his face so that he could see Song Qianyuan's rosy face. "Hey, why are you looking at me like that? What I'm telling you are all ways to make money. These katydids of yours are very easy to sell at the market. You don't even need to shout. They can be turned into silver very quickly."

"Your Highness, you are really good at making money. Is money all you think about?" Song Qianyuan despised Cheng Youning in his heart and felt that the begging prince was just like a money-grubber.

But Cheng Youning made no secret of his love for silver. He said bluntly, "How can you live without silver? Look at those refugees. If they had a little silver, they wouldn't be starving. Don't underestimate silver, and don't underestimate these katydids in your hand. Silver can be turned into goods, or it can be turned into silver."

Cheng Youning has his own set of business philosophy. He thinks what he said makes a lot of sense, but it would have been better if he hadn't said this. After saying this, the katydid jar in Song Qianyuan's hand seemed to be hot. He wanted to throw it away. He said in a resolute tone and firm attitude, "I won't sell katydids on the street!"

"You don't want more than two taels of silver?"

When he said this, Cheng Youning's eyebrows raised. He felt that Song Qianyuan was such a spendthrift and did not cherish the opportunity to make money at all. What was this katydid? This katydid was silver. Throwing away the katydid was equivalent to throwing away more than two taels of silver. In Cheng Youning's eyes, Song Qianyuan was wasting money.

Song Qianyuan shook his head and said, "I can't do the thing of selling katydids on the street."

"Do you look down on small vendors?"

"...I didn't!" Song Qianyuan argued quibblingly, but he just looked down on traveling merchants in his heart. Although traveling merchants were popular in their beggars, merchants were always ranked last among the four classes of scholars, farmers, merchants and artisans. In their Song family, his grandfather was a third-rank official in the court, and his father had obtained the position of Shanglinling. He would soon have to take the imperial examination as well. It was impossible for him to go to the street to sell things, not to mention asking him to go to the street to sell three katydids, which was different from carrying a basket of potatoes to the street.

He denied it verbally, but his expression betrayed him. Cheng Youning, who was good at observing people's words and expressions, also saw what he was thinking. This man just looked down on these small vendors. To put it bluntly, this man looked down on traveling merchants.

But the Wan family has been doing business for generations, and his parents started from scratch by setting up stalls. He also set up stalls in the past, and he didn't feel ashamed. What matters is getting real money.

Seeing that Song Qianyuan was determined to let the katydids go, Cheng Youning opened his katydid jar, raised his eyebrows and said, "If you really want to, give these katydids to me, Your Highness."

Song Qianyuan showed a surprised and strange look, "Your Highness, you are not going to sell katydids on the street, are you?"

"I'm selling things, not robbing. There's nothing shameful about that. There's a market for this thing, and it's easy to sell. If you don't want to give me the katydid for free, then we can split the money we get from the sale in 50-50."

"I don't mean to ask for money. If you want it, take it, but you don't have to give me any money." Song Qianyuan felt that the katydid in his hand was getting hotter and hotter.

Cheng Youning grinned and said with a hint of sarcasm, "You are really a scholar who regards money as dirt."

“…I don’t treat money like dirt.”

"Then you just don't know the sufferings of the world." Cheng Youning took Song Qianyuan's three katydids for himself without any hesitation.

He even handed the katydid jar in his hand to Qiao Rong, "You have nothing to do anyway, go to the city and buy this thing, and then... you get the idea."

There was something Qiao Rong didn't understand. Cheng Youning was hungry, so he asked him to go to the city to buy him delicious food in the name of selling katydids.

In the past few years with Cheng Youning, Qiao Rong has acquired many skills, and hawking on the street is one of them. So he hung the katydid jar on his waist and asked Cheng Youning: "Your Highness, where should I go to sell it?"

"It sells faster in Waguan Lane."

Qiao Rong's mouth twitched. It was such a hot day, but the prince wanted to eat mutton stewed noodles. He was not afraid of getting angry. "Your Highness, Waguan Lane is too hot, and he must be getting angry."

Cheng Youning immediately had another idea, "You go to Manjiang Bridge." Cheng Youning remembered that there was a very authentic lion head restaurant at Manjiang Bridge. If you can't eat mutton noodles, eating lion head is also a good choice.

After Cheng Youning and Qiao Rong had reached an agreement, Qiao Rong left. Looking at Cheng Youning, who was grinning, Song Qianyuan was puzzled, "Do you have to choose the place to sell katydids?"

Cheng Youning said: "Of course, if you want to buy farm tools you have to go to the iron market, if you want to buy mules and horses you have to go to the horse market, and of course there are designated places to sell katydids."

Song Qianyuan heard that this person was just talking nonsense, "Why haven't I heard of a designated place to sell katydids?"

Cheng Youning lowered his voice, not wanting his husband Song Tingzhi to hear: "The lion heads at Manjiang Bridge are the most famous. I'll give you one later."

"You! You actually did it for stuttering."

"What do you know? This is called making money and eating and drinking at the same time."

Song Qianyuan was even more certain that Cheng Youning was a greedy and profit-seeking person who would do anything to get food. For the sake of two taels of silver, he would not even let go of three katydids. This person was really good at calculating and making the best use of everything.

Cheng Feng, who was standing in the distance, asked Shang Xi, "Who is that half-grown kid? Why does it feel like he is willing to spend money on your son?"

Shang Xi was also looking at Cheng Youning and Song Qianyuan who were talking, but couldn't see their expressions clearly, "How did you know that?"

"Look at that behavior, he seems to be disgusted with our son. Who is that person? Is our son annoying again?"

Shang Xi said: "Don't make a fuss, that's Song Tingzhi's son Song Qianyuan, he's also a maverick."