I asked you to dig wild vegetables to pay off your debt, not go up the mountain to pick up money!

Seeing that everyone had almost finished eating, Song An Ning spoke at the right time: "Boss, how is it tasted? This cooperation..."

"Please come upstairs, everyone, please come upstairs, let's talk in detail.

Get some refreshments ready, mate!

Little girl, my surname is Zhao, just call me Uncle Zhao, hehe, hehehe..."

"..."

Song Nian and the other two followed behind foolishly. They had a vague feeling that their Song family was about to rise!

Everyone sat down, and Manager Zhao treated the three people to tea with a smile, but his mind was working quickly.

"This chili pepper is delicious. I wonder how many chilies your family has planted? Zuixianju needs a lot of chilies. The more the better."

There are also recipes for preserved eggs and chili oil, which Zuixianju can charge a high price for.”

Tongchuan Prefecture has eighteen towns in one prefecture. Every town has a Zuixianju. Wouldn't Wanhetang have a monopoly? So would Zuixianju!

“There are only a dozen or so plants, so the peppers they produce are limited. But spring plowing is coming soon, and the villagers in Banyue Village can plant some, and they will be able to produce in large quantities in just over two months.

As for the chili oil and preserved eggs, I can provide them in large quantities, but I still want to keep the recipe in my own hands."

Shopkeeper Zhao felt a pang of regret. It would take another two months...

As a businessman, he knew he had to take a long-term view. He could plant peppers as long as they had seeds. He could buy some peppers at a high price, take out the seeds inside and plant them. But if he did that, the preserved egg business would be gone.

Also, the chili oil and millet pepper mentioned by this little girl should be different kinds of peppers. I'm afraid this matter needs to be reported to the master for his decision.

But right now, he can't let the person go like this. If Wanhetang gets the advantage, his life will not be easy.

"This matter is of grave importance, and I'm afraid I'm not qualified to make the final decision. But Zhao promises you all that I'll give you a reply within two days.

I heard that bamboo shoots have arrived recently. You can send any bamboo shoots from Banyue Village to Zuixianju. We will buy them. Three cents per pound. How about that?

The bamboo shoot sauce that Song Anning just made is delicious and spicy, and it is very satisfying to eat. Why not make a batch and let Zuixianju in the eighteen towns try to sell it, which will also be a good thing for Song Anning.

This shopkeeper is really considerate! Song Anning stood up to thank him and placed the small bamboo tube filled with chili oil in Shopkeeper Zhao's hand.

"This is my secret chili oil. It tastes amazing when mixed with cold dishes. It's my thank you gift to Uncle Zhao."

"No, no, how can such a precious thing be given to Zuixianju for nothing? You name a price. I have the final say on the price."

Song An Ning didn't rush to speak, but said to Song Nian and Song Daguang, "Please ask the two uncles to go to the town entrance and tell them to send all the bamboo shoots from Banyue Village to Zuixianju. They are three cents per pound. No later than the appointed time."

"!"

Hearing the two men discussing the price, they were looking for an opportunity to leave, so they quickly ran away.

The two of them didn't dare to delay for a moment, their minds were full of thoughts about one pound and three cents!

"Daguang, is this true? Our Aning has started a business with Zuixianju."

"You heard right, Shopkeeper Zhao's mouth is full of grease, I am greedy."

"..."

On this side, Song An Ning and Shopkeeper Zhao also agreed on the price. Chili oil was put into a bamboo tube at one pound, and each barrel was two hundred and sixty coins. Preserved eggs were eight coins each. The more the better.

As for the chili peppers and chili peppers, he needs to ask his superiors for their opinion.

"Song girl, I have an unwelcome request, hehehe..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Song An Ning knew what he wanted to say, so she smiled and nodded, motioning him to speak.

At this time, Song Anning had completely taken the dominant position.

"Qianweilou is coming on strong right now. Zuixianju wants to sign an agreement with you. If you only sell the chili oil and preserved eggs to us, we can raise the price."

Song An Ning had the same idea in mind, so she waited for him to speak, but did not rush to agree. She frowned and thought about it again and again, and gave an ambiguous answer.

"I still have over 200 preserved eggs and 10 barrels of chili oil. If Uncle Zhao wants any, just go back with me and get them. As for the rest of the matter, I'll wait for Uncle Zhao's instructions before making any decisions."

"..."

"Okay! I'll take them all from Zuixianju. In two days, no, one day, I'll come to your house and give you an answer."

The two of them went downstairs happily, and Manager Zhao ordered someone to weigh out the bamboo shoots that were ready to be delivered to An Ning, weighing thirty pounds and costing ninety cents.

"How stingy! If Xiangxiang accepts it, she can give the master nine hundred coins."

Xiangxiang was screaming wildly in Song Anning's mind, and there was a hint of jealousy in her voice, but she also understood that her master had the system and didn't need to go up the mountain to pick fruits all the time, which would be a waste of the system's many functions.

"Well, Xiangxiang is the most generous. After I finish this, I will go up the mountain and dig more things for you to collect."

The pie still needs to be drawn. After Song Anning replied to the system with his mind, he stood at the door waiting for the villagers of Banyue Village. It was time for them to arrive.

What she didn't know was that as the two of them were on their way back, the villagers of Liujia Village were shouting and saying extremely nasty things.

"Who was I thinking? It turned out to be someone from Banyue Village selling bamboo shoots. Wow, it's already mid-morning, how many have they sold? Hahaha..."

"Have you sold a pound? Look, these bamboo shoots are pretty good, but no one's buying them. Don't you think you're going to be mad?"

"I didn't sell much, only about 20 or 30 kilograms. One kilogram for one cent, so I got 30 cents. Hehe..."

"Li Zheng Song, I advise you to go back. You won't get any money waiting here... I am a kind-hearted person. I can't bear to see a half-buried person waiting like a beggar. Hahaha..."

Several old people in the village looked livid. What a coward! What a coward!

Liujia Village has always been at odds with Banyue Village simply because the two villages are not far apart, and they have fought many times over the years to grab resources.

The young man couldn't stand what they said, so he picked up the tools in his hands and was about to take action, but was stopped by Song Erhe.

If you can’t sell it, then don’t sell it! You can’t even eat it as food!

"Uncle, let's go back. Tomorrow we'll dig bamboo shoots early and sell them before dawn."

"We let those bastards from Liujia Village shit on us. We really want a fight."

"Stupid! You don't want your wife and child anymore? After getting into a fight and being arrested by the government, what future do you have in this life?"

Song Erhe sighed. It was a miscalculation on his part as the village head. He had thought that the mountain road would be difficult to travel after the rain, so he would wait a day before continuing. He had not expected that the desperate people from Liujia Village would have taken the lead.

"Uncle, hurry up. Aning has a business deal with Zuixianju. The owner said he has bought all the bamboo shoots from our village."

"A Ning is still waiting, let's go quickly."

"..."

Song Erhe raised his hand and touched Song Nian's head. The child didn't have a fever, so why was he talking nonsense?

What kind of place is Zuixianju? It's the biggest restaurant in town. Even the county magistrate has to give Zuixianju some face. This kid wants to make up a lie to deceive the people of Liujia Village. He should find a better excuse.

"Uncle, what are you doing? Let's quickly carry the bamboo shoots and follow me. Three cents a pound! Three cents a pound!"

"..."

Dozens of people in Banyue Village stared at each other in disbelief.

"Hahaha, did you hear that? Banyue Village is really powerful. They've got the support of Zuixianju!"

"Three cents for a pound, that's hilarious! I wouldn't even dream of doing that!"

"That's right. Our village head just went to ask this morning, and they said Zuixianju won't accept even a pound of bamboo shoots."

"Hey, Banyue Village, if Zuixianju takes your bamboo shoots, I'll eat cow shit right there..."