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The two waited for a while, and the shopkeeper came in from the backyard.

"Dear guests, this is our shopkeeper Wang. You can talk to him if you have any questions." The waiter first introduced himself as the shopkeeper.

Ye Qing greeted Ye Xuan together and explained the purpose of their visit.

"Shopkeeper Wang, we are here to sell dried sweet potatoes. Please try the dried sweet potatoes we brought." After Ye Qing finished speaking, he handed over the small basket in his hand.

The shopkeeper of Weixiang Pavilion reached out and took one. It tasted really good, soft and delicious. It was the first time he had eaten this kind of dried sweet potato in Wu'an City.

"How much does it cost per pound?"

"Forty cents a pound." Ye Qing stated the lowest price directly.

Shopkeeper Wang asked again uncertainly, and the price he got was still forty cents.

Shopkeeper Wang took back his hand that was about to take a dried sweet potato and said, "The price is a bit high, even higher than the price of preserved fruit. Can it be cheaper?"

Ye Qing calculated the price. The dried sweet potatoes had less moisture, so he wouldn't make much money at this price.

"Shopkeeper Wang, this price is already the lowest." Ye Qing said firmly.

Shopkeeper Wang likes the taste of this dried sweet potato very much, but it is more expensive than meat.

"At this price, there aren't many people in Wu'an City who can afford it."

Ye Qing also knew that the price was not very affordable. "Shopkeeper Wang, we had already inquired before we came here. Weixiang Pavilion is the best snack shop in the city and is very popular among the masters and ladies in the city."

Shopkeeper Wang smiled when he heard this. He was the one who built Weixiang Pavilion and achieved its current success. What he liked most was when others praised him.

"Thank you both for the compliments, but the price is a bit high. I've never sold it before, so let's just forget about it." Although Shopkeeper Wang likes to hear compliments, he is also a rational person.

Ye Xuan was a little nervous. If he couldn't sell them, the dried sweet potatoes in their warehouse would be wasted.

Seeing that Manager Wang was determined, Ye Qing had no choice but to change his approach.

"Shopkeeper Wang, can you sell it for me? I'll give you five cents for one pound. If you can't sell all of it, we'll take it back." After Ye Qing said this, he looked carefully at Shopkeeper Wang's face.

Shopkeeper Wang was very interested in this, as it was the first time he heard of this.

"Come on, both of you please take a seat, and let's talk about this in detail."

Ye Qing and Ye Xuan sat opposite Shopkeeper Wang, and Ye Qing repeated it in detail again.

If Shopkeeper Wang encounters something he doesn't understand, he will ask again to ensure that there is no misunderstanding between the two parties.

Shopkeeper Wang thought this was feasible. He didn't have to pay first, he just had to get paid after selling the products. He just had to set up a counter to put the dried sweet potatoes.

"My two young friends, you are truly heroes since you were young. You are so good at doing business at such young ages." Shopkeeper Wang thought about how he was still working as a waiter at his age.

Ye Qing didn't feel anything after hearing this. Ye Xuan was thin-skinned and his face was slightly red.

The two agreed to deliver 20 kilograms tomorrow first, and if sales were good, they would deliver more, and then they said goodbye and left.

"Where else are we going? Are we going to the snack shop again?"

"No need to go. We can just find one of the same type and try it out. Let's go to the pastry shop and see if we can sell two together." After Ye Qing finished speaking, he sat on the ox cart, which Ye Qing bought for the workshop to facilitate the transportation of sweet potatoes.

We first went to Qingxiangyuan, the most famous pastry shop in the city. Boss Ye would occasionally bring some home to try.

As soon as the two entered the door, they were greeted by a warm waiter who introduced the pastries in the store to them.

Ye Qing looked around but didn't find any dried sweet potatoes.

"Hey bro, do you have dried sweet potatoes for sale?" Ye Qing checked the situation first.

The waiter said without hesitation, "Sir, we don't have dried sweet potatoes, but the butterfly cakes are also delicious."

"Why are you harvesting dried sweet potatoes?" Ye Xuan asked first.

The waiter's smile faded a little, "Sir, we don't accept dried sweet potatoes. Why don't you go ask other shops?"

"Young man, please help us find the shopkeeper. We will ask him in person and maybe he will accept it." Ye Xuan still wanted to try harder.

"Go away! I said no, and that means no. Go away, go away, and don't affect our business."

Ye Qing was very angry when he saw the waiter trying to drive him away, and was about to say something.

Then a voice came over, "What happened to Ping An? He was yelling and screaming."

"Boss, two people came to sell dried sweet potatoes. I told them I wouldn't accept them, but they still stayed in the store." The clerk complained to the visitors.

Ye Xuan quickly explained, "Boss, we came here to ask if you want some dried sweet potatoes, not to stay away."

The shopkeeper came down from upstairs and walked in front of the few people. He looked at Ye Qing, who had a clever look in his eyes, and Ye Xuan, who was about to say something, and interrupted them first.

"Gentlemen, our store does not accept dried sweet potatoes. They are too hard and not suitable for storage in the store."

"No, ours are different." Ye Xuanyi was anxious and could only say these two sentences over and over again.

Ye Qing lifted the cloth covering the basket, revealing the shiny sweet potatoes.

"Boss, try our dried sweet potatoes. These are soft. There are two kinds. Both the elderly and children can chew them."

It was the first time that the shopkeeper of Qingxiangyuan saw this kind of sweet potato. He reached out and took one, put it under his nose and smelled it. It was full of the sweet fragrance of sweet potato.

I pressed it again with my hand and it was very elastic. It bounced back to where I pressed.

I was reluctant to put it in my mouth. It was soft, sticky and sweet, and tasted completely different from the sweet potatoes we usually eat.

"Boss, how does it taste?"

"This sweet potato jerky is really good. How is the price set?"

"Forty cents per pound." Ye Qing quickly stated the agreed price.

Shopkeeper Wang glanced at Ye Qing and didn't expect that this little girl was the one who made the decision.

After the drought, the population has decreased a lot. Many women have gone out to work, and it is rare to see such a young girl.

"Forty cents is not a low price. Our store really does not accept dried sweet potatoes. The price is a bit expensive. No matter how you cook it, it's still sweet potato." The shopkeeper shook his head, not optimistic about the dried sweet potatoes.

He added, "If the price is lower, people might buy some to try."

Ye Qing was feeling a little depressed, but she cheered up again. Her target group was the wealthy people in the city.

"Excuse me, boss. We'll leave first. If you like, you can go to Weixiang Pavilion to buy some food. The dried sweet potatoes in Weixiang Pavilion are ours." Ye Qing took the opportunity to promote his own sweet potatoes.

"I'll buy some for my family when I have time." The owner of Qingxiangyuan is also a talkative person.

The two went to several more stores, but were rejected because of the price.

Ye Qing did not give up, and took Ye Xuan to all the famous shops in the city. Everyone refused when they heard the price, because it was so expensive that not many people would buy it, and it would take up space.

Ye Xuan secretly glanced at Ye Qing's face, and seeing that it was not as ugly as in the morning, he spoke carefully.

"Forget it, they have no vision, that's why they look down on dried sweet potatoes." Ye Xuan began to back down.