The next day, Xie Songlin and his two companions brought six buckets of sour plum soup and set up their stall as usual. Business was still booming. When only half a bucket was left, he closed the stall and planned to try his luck in a restaurant.

Without hesitation, Xie Songlin headed straight for Zuiyuelou, the town's largest restaurant. If he could secure business there, he'd undoubtedly see a significant boost in revenue. Furthermore, Zuiyuelou was bustling with people, and if their iced sour plum soup could be sold there, it would undoubtedly greatly increase the popularity of the drink.

As Xie Songlin entered the vermilion gate of Zuiyue Tower, the waiter came up to greet him warmly. The waiter, dressed in a neat short coat, asked with a smile, "Sir, how many are you?"

Xie Songlin quickly bowed and said, "Waiter, I want to look for your shopkeeper."

When the waiter heard that the person was looking for the shopkeeper, the smile on his face remained unchanged, and he immediately responded, "Sir, please follow me." As he said that, he led the way and led Xie Songlin all the way.

At the counter stood a plump middle-aged man wearing an exquisite robe embroidered with delicate patterns. The material was obviously of high quality. He sat there with a shrewd look between his brows.

Xie Songlin bowed slightly and said, "Sorry to bother you, Shopkeeper. What's your name?"

The shopkeeper raised his eyes, examined Xie Songlin in front of him, and then slowly said: "My surname is Yang, and I am the head shopkeeper of this Zuiyue Tower."

"Hello, Shopkeeper Yang." Xie Songlin bowed respectfully again and said, "My name is Xie Songlin, a local merchant. I've taken the liberty of coming here today because I want you to try some of my iced sour plum soup."

When Shopkeeper Yang heard this, a glint of light seemed to flash in his eyes, and he became interested: "But the one that was sold at the dock these past two days?"

Xie Songlin was not surprised that he was well-informed. After all, the owner of the largest restaurant in town was no ordinary person. Naturally, he had to keep his eyes and ears open. He would definitely know what was happening in the town.

"It's my house, Shopkeeper Yang. I'd like to invite you to taste my sour plum soup. If you think it's okay, I hope Shopkeeper Yang can give you some advice."

"Okay, I happened to have heard of it recently but never tried it. Please bring a bowl for me to try." Shopkeeper Yang nodded.

"Thank you, Manager Yang." Xie Songlin hurried out and carried in the remaining half bucket of sour plum soup with Xie Songbai who was waiting at the door. Manager Yang asked the waiter to take a bowl and scoop out a bowl of sour plum soup.

The moment the sour plum soup was poured into the bowl, a refreshing coolness hit his face. Shopkeeper Yang picked up the bowl, and the coolness passed through the wall of the bowl to his fingertips. He gently moved closer to the edge of the bowl, and the coolness became more obvious, even making his cheeks feel a little refreshed.

He took a small sip, and a cool feeling instantly spread throughout his body. Shopkeeper Yang's eyes lit up slightly, and a look of satisfaction appeared on his face.

"This sour plum soup is truly extraordinary." Shopkeeper Yang's tone was filled with admiration. He picked up the bowl again and drank it all in one gulp. "It has the perfect balance of sweet and sour, refreshing and cooling. It's truly a great summer treat."

"Thank you, Shopkeeper Yang." Xie Songlin was delighted to hear Shopkeeper Yang's praise. He knew that the deal was most likely to be successful.

Sure enough, Shopkeeper Yang said, "Thank you, Boss. I'd like your sour plum soup from Zuiyuelou. Please supply me with three months' supply, ten barrels a day. Name your price."

"Shopkeeper Yang, a bucket of our sour plum soup can hold about 150 bowls. We sell it at one cent a bowl at the dock, so a bucket is 150 cents. Since you are a long-term customer, I will give you a purchase price of 130 cents a barrel. What do you think?" Xie Songlin was quite straightforward in quoting the price for this business with no cost.

"The price is easy to negotiate, but I do have a request." Boss Yang knocked on the wall of the bowl and said, "This sour plum soup can only be supplied to our Zuiyue Restaurant. You don't need to go to other restaurants. Of course, I don't need you to give me a discount on the price. I'll still charge you 150 coins per barrel. How about that?"

No wonder Manager Yang could become the manager of this number one restaurant. His business acumen and decisiveness are truly admirable, and he can seek the greatest benefits for Zuiyue Tower in every aspect.

Of course, after Xie Songlin negotiated for so many barrels, he didn't plan to go to other restaurants. It wasn't that he didn't want to make money, but his daughter really couldn't make up so many sour plum soup ingredient packages at the moment. He was used to using modern ingredient packages. If he wanted to expand his business, he would have to use ancient ingredients instead, and he would have to readjust and mix them according to the proportions. They really didn't have that many people.

"Thank you, Shopkeeper Yang, for your care. Don't worry, I won't go to other restaurants anymore." Xie Songlin said, "Then I will start delivering to you starting tomorrow."

"Okay, I'll tell you everything. You can just come to this counter to pay every day."

Xie Songlin and Xie Songbai left Zuiyue Tower happily. They didn't expect that the deal would be so easy to make. Sour plum soup alone was not that rare, but with ice cubes added, it became a popular delicacy in this hot summer.

After negotiating a big deal today, Xie Songlin planned to have a good meal. He found a small restaurant and ordered some stir-fried dishes. While eating, he talked about the issue of tomorrow's delivery.

"We still have to set up the stall tomorrow, and we also have to deliver goods to the restaurant. Why don't we ask my second brother to help?" Xie Songlin said.

"There hasn't been much work in the fields lately, and there's no problem with Songyang." Xie Songbai frowned, "But what are we going to use to transport the goods? We rented the village chief's ox cart to set up our stall this morning, and no one else in the village has an ox."

"I still have ten taels left from pawning the bracelet last time. Adding the money we made from selling sour plum soup these past two days, I have about twelve taels left. I wonder if it's enough to buy an ox cart?" Xie Songlin silently calculated in his mind.

"You still have so much money? Then it's enough to buy an ox cart." A hint of surprise flashed in Xie Songbai's eyes. He continued, "A calf only costs four or five taels of silver. If you want to transport goods, you should buy a bigger and stronger ox, which will cost about eight or nine taels of silver. That way you can also equip it with a bigger cart. The cart also needs to be sturdy and durable, after all, it will be used to transport goods frequently in the future. With this ox cart, delivering goods will be much more convenient in the future."

"That's great, let's go buy the car after dinner."

After dinner, the three of them came to the tooth shop. Before they entered, they saw an old man leading a fat and strong yellow cow towards the tooth shop. Xie Songlin had an idea and hurried over to stop the old man leading the cow.

When I asked, hey, it was such a coincidence.

The old man was about to sell his yellow cattle as a dowry for his daughter. Xie Songlin carefully looked at the cattle that the old man brought. The cattle was of extraordinary quality, with shiny and smooth fur, a strong and sturdy body, and thick and powerful limbs. It was obvious at a glance that the cattle was well raised and was perfect for pulling goods.

"Old man, how much do you want to sell this cow for?"

The old man looked at the big yellow ox and said with a hint of reluctance: "Young man, you can see the quality of my ox. I take good care of its food and drink every day. If it weren't for finding a good family for my daughter's dowry, I wouldn't sell it. I won't ask for more from you. Just take the ten taels of silver."

"This cow is indeed good, but ten taels of silver is indeed too expensive." Xie Songlin was indeed attracted by this sturdy cow, but he also hoped to buy it at a reasonable price. "The brokerage usually only charges seven or eight taels of silver. Now that we are lucky enough to meet here, I can save the broker's commission. I will give you eight taels of silver. What do you think?"

The old man gently stroked the ox's head, his eyes filled with love and helplessness. This ox had been with him for many days, and now he had to sell it, and he was naturally very reluctant to let it go. However, for the sake of his daughter's happiness, he had no choice but to part with it. He also knew that the price Xie Songlin offered was indeed not low. Even if he went to the brokerage, he would still have to take a cut, so he might not get that much money.

After a long while, he seemed to have made up his mind. He gritted his teeth and said, "Alright, eight taels is eight taels."

"Okay, thank you, old man. Please keep this money." Xie Songlin quickly took out eight taels of silver from his purse and handed it to the old man. His eyes were full of gratitude and respect, and he knew very well that it was not easy for the old man to make this decision.

Seeing the reluctance in the old man's eyes, Xie Songlin bowed solemnly to him and said sincerely: "We will treat it well, don't worry, and I hope your daughter will marry a good husband."

The old man nodded slightly, his eyes a little moist. Looking at the yellow cattle that he had taken good care of, although he felt reluctant to let go, he also had more expectations for his daughter's future.

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