Traveling through time as a peasant girl to turn things around

Ye Heng placed Guoguo on the ground and looked at the items. White flour, fifteen cents per jin. The prices were clear, and the names of the items were clearly marked. Ye Heng said, "It's not expensive." Guoguo said, "Brother Ye, you can't be too expensive. The people are suffering. Guoguo will earn a little less." "Yes, my sister is kind." Yellow flour, that is, cornmeal, eight cents per jin. Rice, twenty cents per jin. Millet, that is, millet, twenty cents per jin. Millet flour, twenty-five cents per jin. Sweet potato flour, ten cents per jin. Soybean flour, ten cents per jin. Soybeans, ten cents per jin. Ye Heng looked at them one by one. The prices were reasonable. Then he turned to the vegetables. He had seen and eaten all of these in Taohua Village. His eyes lit up, and he wanted to ask his housekeeper to buy some to take home.

Little Milk Bag said, "Brother Ye, I told you to write the name and price," and Second Aunt, "Go get some glue and stick it on." "Okay." Little Milk Bag looked at what he was wearing, went out, and took out a batch of clothes, calling them work clothes, the same for both men and women. Red berets. Little Milk Bag said loudly, "Everyone go to the backyard to change clothes, and Brother Biaotou should go too. Help Guoguo today." After a while, both men and women were wearing the same red work clothes, but everyone was holding a hat. Little Milk Bag took it and put one on him, perching it slightly off his head. "This looks good now." Everyone looked at each other and laughed. "When guests arrive, say 'Welcome.' When they leave, say 'Welcome again.' When they come closer, say 'Welcome to our patronage.'" Everyone practiced in unison a few times and it worked. Someone was still saying, "Welcome, welcome..."

Someone put up labels: Vegetables: Chinese cabbage 1 wen per pound, potatoes 3 wen per pound, sweet potatoes 2 wen per pound, green peppers 5 wen per pound, hot peppers 10 wen per pound, red hot peppers 20 wen per pound. Cauliflower 3 wen per pound. Spinach 3 wen per pound, bamboo shoots 5 wen per pound, mushrooms 4 wen per pound, shiitake mushrooms 10 wen per pound, eggplant 8 wen per pound, cilantro 15 wen per pound, garlic 10 wen per pound, ginger 20 wen per pound, beans 3 wen per pound, leeks 3 wen per pound, chives 10 wen per pound. And so on. Tomatoes 20 wen per pound.

Apples, 500 wen per catty, pears 500 wen per catty, fresh peaches 500 wen per catty, lychees 3 liang of silver per catty, mangosteens 4 liang of silver per catty, watermelons 1 liang of silver per catty. etc.

"Yingchun, Xiahua," "Master." Little Naibao taught the two sisters how to use the scale. They soon mastered it, smiling at each other. "Just look at the scale and collect the money." The scales were placed on two tables at the exit, with two checkout counters. There were drawers under the tables for money. Jiaxing helped out in both areas. Little Milk Bag called Huo Hua, "Uncle, you receive guests at the gate, you can use the two people standing at the gate. Later you can train two people to help you." "Look, Guoguo wants you to come and manage this shop temporarily, take care of my third uncle, and teach him. You still have important tasks, do you think it's okay?" Huo Hua quickly made a decision, "Okay, uncle will listen to you, uncle is optimistic about you, and it's right to follow you." Little Milk Bag smiled and said, "Uncle Huo is from our Taohua Village, and his character is trustworthy." Little Baozi whispered, "Brother Ye is trying to make a wheat thresher, and I want you to go too. The old blacksmith grandpa is old and doesn't want to come out again, and you are the only one in our village. You can consider it, this business has a good future, and you can tell me later. If you don't want to do this, there are other businesses, and we will open a lot more later." After the little milk bag finished speaking, he left to look elsewhere. There was a spoon in each cabinet. Chai Zhen followed Guoguo to the gate and saw that the shop didn't have a plaque yet, so he said, "Guoguo, what is the name of our shop?" Great grandfather, I forgot." Little milk bag hehe, let's go and find brother Ye. Ye Heng wrote "The best shop in the world" on red paper. "Okay, Guoguo!" "Not bad, just these words, well written, silver hook and iron painting. I also want to make it the best shop in the world!" Ye Heng: "Guoguo, this is your ambition!" "Yes, to make money." Little milk bag said softly. "Brother Ye, don't make fun of me, Guoguo. You are still a child." "You still know you are a child!" Ye Heng put up the banner and picked up Guoguo. It's okay now.