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Chapter 121 My Wife Comes(1/2)

Listening to Zhao Ce's words, Zhao Wensheng was a little stunned.

As a cousin, he seems to have the momentum of thousands of troops when doing business.

But, cut a wave of leeks?

What does this mean?

Zhao Wensheng asked curiously: "What does cutting leeks mean?"

Zhao Ceqian laughed.

I got a little carried away and accidentally burst out a modern vocabulary.

He simply explained: "In short, because this thing is rare, we must set the price higher at the beginning."

"So these things are sold in the city, and most of the people who come to buy them are rich households in the city."

"At once......"

"The first thing we do is the business of the rich in the city, and later on, we slowly expand it to the ordinary people?"

Zhao Wensheng is worthy of being a shopkeeper for many years, and he immediately understood the meaning.

Zhao Ce said approvingly: "Brother Wensheng is right!"

Zhao Wensheng couldn't help laughing.

"So this is just cutting leeks, but your idea is indeed a very good one."

"Previously, the price of cakes made from Cuixuanlou's sugar was unusually high."

"I see that these things you made are no worse than those pastries."

"This candy is so delicious, it must be able to sell for a good price."

The two happily exchanged their thoughts on cutting leeks.

A shopkeeper who has worked in ancient times for many years has a lot of experience in how to get people to pay.

A person who was mutilated in modern times... I have read the news on the Internet for many years, and it is clear and logical.

"This packaging must be better."

"But before that, we have to find an opportunity to gain popularity..."

After Zhao Wensheng finished speaking, Zhao Ce also fell into deep thought.

"Our products do have the capital to attract a wave of leeks, but there really is no place to promote them..."

Zhao Wensheng thought carefully and instantly thought of some solutions.

"Yes!"

"The Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, and our county magistrate will hold a poetry gathering on the Mid-Autumn Festival every year!"

“On that day, scholars from all the towns in our county will come to participate!”

"If you are really looking for a place that will make you famous, then it is a good choice."

"but……"

Zhao Wensheng glanced at Zhao Ce opposite him.

He actually wanted Zhao Ce to participate.

Not only can it increase the popularity of their products, but it can also make Zhao Ce stand out among scholars.

However, thinking of Zhao Ce's previous reading level, he couldn't help but shake his head.

Every time he came back before, Zhao Ce would drag him to discuss some saint's words.

I even wrote some limericks for him to listen to.

When Zhao Wensheng thought of those scenes, he felt a little uncomfortable looking back.

However, after Zhao Ce heard what he said, he happily said: "Mid-Autumn Poetry Party..."

"I think it's feasible!"

The dull look of the original owner was a thing of the past, Zhao Ce thought, if necessary, he wouldn't mind being a copycat.

If you can promote your candy at this poetry meeting, the effect will definitely be very good.

Maybe he would even look familiar in front of the county magistrate, letting him know that he was the one who gave the advice.

This will also be of great help to you in your future imperial examinations.

Why not do something like this that kills two birds with one stone?

Seeing how confident he looked, Zhao Wensheng couldn't help but become more confident in Zhao Ce.

This cousin of his has changed not a little bit.

Maybe it actually works!

"By the way, Brother Vincent, I have to ask you for something."

Seeing Zhao Ce's polite look, Zhao Wensheng smiled and said, "Just tell me if you have anything to do. We will be cooperating in the future, so why should we help?"

Zhao Ce said directly: "The aunt is relatively familiar with the people in the village."

"Please tell me, please, and ask my aunt to tell me in the village that I will continue to purchase fruits."

"And all the fruits I collect must be washed!"

Zhao Ce simply skipped the step of washing the fruits.

Let’s just talk about the washed fruits.

Zhao Wensheng thought it was something and immediately said it was no problem.

After the two made a preliminary agreement, Zhao Ce also had to make more candies during this time.

Zhao Wensheng walked out happily and prepared to go home.

Zhao Ce also returned to the room.

Su Cai'er saw him coming in and put down the clothes in her hands.

"Cai'er, people from the village will bring fruits later, and we have to make more candies in a hurry."

Su Cai'er nodded and said, "Okay, shall I prepare now?"

Zhao Ce: "Don't worry, wait until they deliver the fruit."

"You will be responsible for settling the money for them then?"

Su Cai'er stuttered and said, "I, I will do it?"

Zhao Ce nodded and found the money box.

"A basket of washed fruit costs five cents, but if you don't wash it, you don't need it."

"If there is too much rot, you should take a closer look."

He told Su Cai'er some precautions.

Su Cai'er listened nervously. After listening, she swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said: "Husband, I, I'm afraid I made a mistake..."

Zhao Ce smiled and said: "Let them pour the baskets we have at home into them."

"It only costs five cents to fill a basket. If you are dissatisfied, you can give it to me."

"Take your time when counting money, don't rush."

"This job isn't difficult."

Su Cai'er was still very nervous.

She has never done this before, and it has to do with money.

She was afraid that she would count the money wrongly, so how could she dare to do it?

Zhao Ce pretended to be embarrassed and said, "What should we do?"

"I have other things to do, so no one will do the settlement of wages?"

Seeing her husband's slightly frowning expression, Su Cai'er anxiously held his hand.

"I-I did it!"

"I'll do it, husband, don't bother me!"

Zhao Ce then smiled and scratched her little nose.

"Okay, then I'll be there to help you."

Su Cai'er tilted her little head, seeming a little confused by what her husband said.

Didn't your husband just say that he had something to do? Why was he free to help her again?

But when she saw her husband's smile because of her, she rolled her big eyes happily.

Never mind!
To be continued...
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