Beast language level 10, all beasts obey her orders

Tian Youyou led Manager Liu into the house and sat down at his simple table.

Jiang Xiuxiu brought some Jerusalem artichoke flower tea, then continued to cook and handed the business over to Tian Youyou.

"We were introduced by Manager Zhang." Manager Liu carried Zhang Jian out.

Tian Youyou smiled and said, "Don't worry, Shopkeeper Liu, our Jerusalem artichoke pickles are all sold at the same price."

Shopkeeper Liu laughed, "The girl is very insightful."

He brought up Zhang Jian just to establish a relationship with him so that Tian Youyou could quote a more suitable price.

Many people do business, and the prices they sell to the county and to the provincial capital are different. The prices they sell to the provincial capital are higher.

"However, my family is not responsible for delivery."

Shopkeeper Liu understood that if the goods were not delivered, there would be no shipping fee.

"I want to buy 500 kilograms."

Tian Youyou was slightly stunned. Five hundred kilograms all at once?

Shopkeeper Liu also told the truth, "To be honest, my shopkeeper has three stores in the city, and the demand is relatively large."

"How many days do we have to wait?" he asked.

Tian Youyou calculated in her mind that she had pickled a thousand kilograms of food and used twenty jars.

Three hundred kilograms have been sold, fifty kilograms have been broken, and now there are six hundred and fifty kilograms left.

Another 500 kilograms of pickled meat was pickled in the past two days, but it will take more than ten days before it can be eaten.

Shopkeeper Liu wants 500 kilograms now, and we have some at home.

But Tian Youyou still has to take care of Zhang Jian.

She was actually worried about one thing, that is, the old Tian family and Aunt Feng and the others...

If they found Jerusalem artichokes in the mountains, they would pickle them and transport them to the county to sell.

Since she couldn't supply Zhang Jian with goods, would Zhang Jian buy them from the old Tian family and Aunt Feng?

Although she and Zhang Jian had a verbal agreement, in order to make money...she couldn't guarantee that Zhang Jian would only buy her goods.

"Manager Liu, I only have 300 kilograms of pickles at home now."

"How about you transport it back first?"

When Shopkeeper Liu heard that the product was in stock, he agreed without thinking.

"Okay." He immediately took out the silver and put it on the table, "Here is forty taels of silver."

"Twenty-four taels is the silver for the three hundred kilograms of spot goods, and the remaining sixteen taels is the deposit."

"I'll order another 500 kilograms."

"Sure, but the additional 500 kilograms will have to be picked up in fifteen days."

"no problem."

Tian Youyou whispered to Shopkeeper Liu, "Shopkeeper Liu, please wait a moment."

She turned to Xiao Yao who was washing Jerusalem artichokes outside and said, "Xiao Yao, go back and get some paper and pen."

Xiao Yao didn't ask why, he just wiped his hands and walked out.

When he came back, he was holding a stack of paper, a pen, ink and an inkstone.

Without Tian Youyou saying much, he directly spread out the paper, ground the ink, picked up the pen, and then looked at Tian Youyou.

Tian Youyou smiled embarrassedly, "Sales contract, the buyer is Liu, the owner of Tongfulou..."

"Liu Yuanshan." Shopkeeper Liu gave his name.

"The seller is Tian Youyou from Xiaohegou Village."

"...Order 500 kilograms of Jerusalem artichoke pickles, delivery date set as..."

"If the seller cannot provide it by the due date, double the deposit will be refunded."

"If the buyer does not come to pick up the goods within five days after the expiration date, the seller may dispose of the goods at his own discretion."

"..."

Xiao Yao wrote down what Tian Youyou said, and finally asked Liu Yuanshan and Tian Youyou to sign and seal it.

The deed is in duplicate.

"I didn't expect the girl to be so cautious in doing business. She will definitely achieve great things in the future." Liu Yuanshan couldn't help but praise Tian Youyou.

He looked down on her at first, because he really judged people by their appearance.

"Thank you for the compliment, Shopkeeper Liu. Youyou doesn't dare."

Tian Youyou took him to the kitchen and pointed at the pickle jar inside, "This pickle jar contains fifty kilograms of pickles."

"These few can be moved away."

"Manager Liu, my father is not at home, so I'll have to trouble you and the coachman."

When the carriage left, it took away six large jars of pickles. Some people also said that they saw with their own eyes the people on the carriage gave Tian Youyou a large ingot of silver, at least forty or fifty taels.

Eventually, the story spread that six large jars of pickles were sold for more than 40 taels.

There are about forty to fifty kilograms of pickles in a jar. Doesn’t that mean that a jar of pickles can be sold for six or seven taels of silver?

Let’s do some calculations...a pound of pickles can sell for one hundred and thirty or forty cents?

This price is simply jaw-dropping.

Tian Shounian did not return until after noon, and was surrounded by people when he arrived at the village entrance.

"Shou Nian, a car came to your house today and took away six jars of pickles. They gave Youyou more than 40 taels of silver."

"Shounian, what kind of pickles did you pickle? Why are they so valuable?"

"Your family has bought thirty pickle jars one after another, right? If you sell all the pickles, wouldn't you be able to make two hundred taels?"

"Shou Nian, you guys are going to get rich this time."

"Keep the New Year's greetings, don't forget your fellow villagers when you get rich."

Tian Shounian was completely stunned.

Six jars of pickled vegetables? More than 40 taels? Impossible?

Doesn’t six jars of pickles weigh twenty-four taels?

"How can there be so much? Did you see it wrong?" Tian Shounian still had twenty taels of silver in his arms, which was the silver from selling fish today.

Six jars of pickled vegetables weighed 24 taels, so I made 44 taels that day...

This situation was something I never dared to think of before.

"Someone saw it with their own eyes."

"Who saw it?"

"Who?" The villagers looked at each other, not really knowing who saw it.

"Look, someone is just talking nonsense and trying to mislead you." Tian Shounian pushed the cart and shouted for everyone to move out of the way. "Everyone, please make way. I haven't eaten yet. Please make way."

Everyone, get out of the way...

"Who said that?"

"Who said they saw it with their own eyes?"

What everyone doesn't know...

Over at Old Tian's house, Aunt Feng and Tian Shi are both there.

"I really saw it." Aunt Feng stared and gestured with her hands, "This is so big, such a big silver ingot."

"At least forty or fifty taels."

Hu Lanhua tilted her neck, her eyes full of disbelief, "Pickled vegetables, can they be sold for so much money?"

Aunt Feng turned to her, her saliva flying with excitement, "You tasted it that day, too. Have you ever eaten this kind of pickled vegetable before?"

Hu Lanhua avoided her and shook her head.

I have indeed never eaten that kind of pickles. To be honest, they are really delicious.

After tasting it that day, I've been missing it for the past two days.

"I've thought about it." Aunt Feng took out the Jerusalem artichoke and leaves from Jiang Xiuxiu's backpack yesterday, and said, "My method is not reliable, so I'll go up the mountain and look for it slowly."

"I don't believe it. I can't find it."

She glanced at her son and became more determined to find Jerusalem artichoke.

My son is 22 years old now, and he has not yet mentioned anyone.

On the one hand, it’s because Aunt Feng herself is not an easy person to get along with.

On the other hand, my family was too poor.

Aunt Feng stared at the Jerusalem artichoke tuber in her hand. If she could find this thing and pickle it into pickles, she could transport it to the county and sell it.

A jar of pickled vegetables sold for six or seven taels of silver. If she pickled ten jars, she would get sixty or seventy taels. If she pickled twenty jars, she would get one hundred and twenty or thirty taels.

If I pickle a hundred jars...

Then she can find a young and beautiful girl for her son to give her some grandchildren...

Find a few more maids to serve this old lady...