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Guangdan had seriously reminded Lin Erniu and his wife yesterday that once the price was set, it should not be changed easily. There would naturally be many people bargaining, but we would rather give them some other food than lower the price.

So Cao Lian implemented the idea of ​​light eggs from the very beginning.

"It's almost time for us to go back tomorrow. I think there's no problem." Fang Cuihua whispered when no one was around.

"That's fine. Sorry to bother you these days, sister-in-law." Cao Lian said, pursing her lips a little embarrassedly.

The mother and son who decided to go back to Linjia Village tomorrow did not stay by the stall all the time, but chose to stroll around West Street. Guangdan even took Fang Cuihua to the fabric shop to buy ten kilograms of last year's stale cotton.

By the time the mother and son came back with their bags of shopping, there were not many braised dishes left on Lin Erniu's stall.

"It seems that you have to prepare more when you go back today. This is not enough to sell!" Fang Cuihua put the things aside and joked with a smile.

"Hehe, I was just talking to A-Lian, why don't we double the price today? We can sell it until the afternoon at the latest. Anyway, we don't have anything else to do here except making braised food." Lin Erniu said seriously.

Guangdan raised his eyebrows and looked at his second uncle with a little surprise. It seemed that his second uncle was a man with his own ideas and not as conservative as he imagined.

So, conservatively speaking, it could only be my dad.

"By the way, I just went to a grocery store over there. They have big oil-paper umbrellas. They are not cheap, costing more than a hundred coins. You can go and ask later." Fang Cuihua said this and immediately shut up when she saw a customer coming.

The braised food on the food stalls was sold out before noon, but there were still quite a few pickles left. Without the braised food, the pickles alone would not sell well, mainly because there are many seasonal vegetables in this season, and when the weather gets cold, pickles will become everyone's choice.

When packing up the stall and leaving the city, the sunlight just happened to shine directly on the top of the city wall. Looking at the city wall made of loess, Guangdan suddenly felt a sense of trance in time.

When they returned to Lijia Village, Cao Lian and Fang Cuihua did not rest. They first packed up the items on the cart, and then boiled water to prepare to eat black flour cakes.

Lin Erniu went to the butcher's house in the village without stopping. Although the butcher in Lijia Village got up early every day to sell meat in the city, he had an old wife and a young son at home, so he would keep some meat for sale.

Moreover, Lin Erniu had reserved a pig's head in advance yesterday. When Lin Erniu came back with the meat and dried tofu, the water in the kitchen was ready.

Lunch was a simple black-flour pancake with some pickled vegetables. Guangdan was mumbling on the side that he wanted to eat something better, but was directly rejected by Fang Cuihua and Cao Lian.

The two men said that they came to the county town to do business, not to enjoy themselves. The old man and the old lady only ate these for lunch at home, so what else did they want to eat? Guangdan was speechless.

In the afternoon, Guangdan and Lin Erniu had something important to talk about, which was the accounting issue. The price of braised food and pickled vegetables is determined by cost*3, and this cost is only for the raw materials, not including the labor costs of the second uncle and second aunt.

Guangdan had thought that the price could be raised, but his family members said that the county town was not very big, and it was inappropriate for a small stall like theirs to charge too high a price. After being rejected again and again, he just gave up.

After deducting the money spent on meat and dried tofu, I made a total of more than 300 coins today.

After deducting the cost of pickles, spices and labor, the profit is about two hundred coins.

"Guangdan, this is really good! I bought some more meat today, so I think 500 Wen will be no problem tomorrow!" Lin Erniu said with excitement, his face flushed.

"Well, I think so too. This way, we can basically earn fourteen or fifteen taels of silver a month. After deducting the rent and the favors we get here, especially the yamen runners, I think we can put twelve or thirteen taels of silver in our pockets."

Guangdan said with a smile after doing some calculation in his mind, but seeing that Uncle Lin was so happy that he didn't know what to do, he thought for a moment and poured a bucket of cold water on him.

"This is a new stall. It may not be so busy after a while. Second uncle should also be prepared. Anyway, even if we can't make 500 coins a day, it's still more cost-effective than setting up a stall in town, right?"

"Yeah, I know, I know. At the beginning, many people came here for the novelty, but when the novelty wore off, they didn't want to join in the fun anymore. By the way, I record everything I buy and earn every day in this notebook."

As Lin Ershi spoke, he took out a book bound with thread from the cabinet and opened it directly to show Guangdan.

"Well, I'll come here with a ox cart in a while, and then we'll sort out the accounts." Guangdan nodded.

Although the stall is managed by Lin Erniu and his wife, the old man gave the task of accounting to Guangdan. There are only two people in the family who are good at accounting, one is Lin Xiaoniu and the other is Guangdan.

Lin Xiaoniu is so busy now that he is not seen all day, so the work falls on Guangdan's shoulders.

The uncle and nephew chatted for a while and then dispersed. Lin Erniu still had to prepare tomorrow's braised food with Cao Lian, while Guangdan began to pack up with Fang Cuihua, preparing to drive the ox cart home as soon as the sun rose tomorrow.

I haven't been to Linjia Village these days and I miss it a little.

Guangdan suddenly understood why they say that a home is worse than your own. He just missed the Lin family, which looked not so good!

"It's time to harvest the cotton when we get back. Your grandma will definitely scold us. Our family grows cotton, but you still insist on buying it!" Fang Cuihua looked at Guangdan speechlessly.

"Our grandma is just talking. When we make a coat for her later, she will be so happy that she won't be able to see her eyes." Guangdan said with a smile.

Guangdan is preparing to make sure everyone has a warm winter this year. Most of the furs stored at home will be taken to the provincial capital, so it is impossible to give everyone a fur coat, so we have to use cotton jackets!

Then there are not enough quilts at home. For example, the quilt on my grandparents’ kang is probably the one they used when they got married. It has been patched up for decades, and the cotton inside is no longer warm.

In this era, country people would basically make new quilts when they got married. For example, no one knew where the quilt on Guangdan's bed came from. Fortunately, they heated the kang in winter, otherwise Guangdan felt that he would not be able to survive the winter here.

When the time comes, I can make a few more quilts. The cotton grown at home will be enough!

Besides, Guangdan knew with his eyes closed that grandma was preparing a new quilt for his uncle's wedding. So, he even felt that he had to buy cotton.

"However, it's time to harvest your beets when you go back." Just when Guangdan was still thinking about cotton, Fang Cuihua's words diverted his attention.

Beet??? His sugar is coming???