Traveling Through Ancient Times To Be a Shopkeeper

There was a coughing sound from inside.

Two thin, yellow-faced children in shabby clothes squatted in front of the thatched hut.

The child frequently stretched his neck to look at the path, but he couldn't see the figure of Xin Nian, his little gray face was dimmed.

My brother hasn't come back yet, did he get any money from the sale? They had a meal of wild vegetables in the morning, and now they are very hungry, and they are even more worried about whether my brother will have money to buy medicine for their parents.

"My brother hasn't come yet, so I've been out for a day." He left the house before dawn.

"Second brother, will my brother sell for money?" the thin little girl whispered, her hair was as messy as dry grass.

"Definitely." The little man stood up and said loudly, as if the louder his voice, the older brother would be able to sell for money.

The coughing from the thatched cottage became more and more intense.

The little girl burst into tears, and approached the little man, "Brother, I don't want my parents to feel bad."

The little man's eyes were red. As the second brother and the young man in the family, he must be strong and not cry. He comforted his sister, "Mother and father will be fine. Brother sells things and has money to buy medicine for mother and father."

In a dark room, an old man with a tired face and cloudy eyes looked at his lame feet and his emaciated husband, hating himself for being useless and causing his wife and children to suffer.

He was originally poor and widowed, unmarried at the age of thirty, and worked hard for more than ten years. He saved five taels of silver to marry his husband, and gave birth to three children.

Later, my leg was accidentally broken, I had no money to buy medicine, and my foot was useless, so I could only walk on one foot, and it became a problem to work. I can still work and support my family without a broken leg, but now my wife and children are starving. Fu Lang was seriously ill, coughing and having a fever, and he had no money to buy medicine.

Those cloudy eyes were dim, as if making a decision, although he was reluctant to give up, as long as he was gone, Fu Lang and the child could still survive.

"Brother, are you back?"

There was a sound of surprise from a child outside.

Li Shuiqing took the money, bought things and medicine, and came back in a hurry, sweating profusely and panting from exhaustion, but he was very happy. Because the family will not be hungry in the future, and the parents can be healed when they are sick.

Li Han knew that his elder brother was back, he had a rough voice, bowed his head and said to Fu Lang, "Brother is back, he is back from selling things and buying medicine."

But Li Han knew in his heart that his brother couldn't sell anything.

Going out on crutches, Li Han was stunned when he saw his son's basket of things.

"Father, I sold out the fungus and bamboo shoots for fifteen yuan. I bought medicine for my mother and father, and I also bought black rough noodles for home." Li Shuiqing poured out the baskets and took out a small cloth bag from his arms. , Excitedly said: "This is the white rice I bought for my mother and father for five cents, and my mother and father will definitely get better sooner if they eat it."

Li Han stuck in place, his cloudy eyes were cloudy, but not uncomfortable, he said roughly: "Okay!" Li Han, who was in his forties, tired and aging like a fifty-year-old, smiled.

The two children also cheered happily, as if they heard the joy outside, Li Shuiqing's mother and father didn't feel uncomfortable coughing anymore.

Li Shuiqing cooks medicine and porridge for his mother and father, cooks wild vegetables for everyone in the family, and his younger brother and sister light the fire next to him. If he didn't know that he would make money in the future, he would not buy rice extravagantly.

Li Shuiqing's mother and father saw the white rice porridge in Li Han's hand, he was startled and refused to eat it, Li Han gently persuaded him, and the children all persuaded him, hoping that he would get well soon after eating.

Li Shuiqing's mother and father agreed with tears in their eyes. It was the first time in more than ten years that they ate white rice.

After eating rice porridge, Li Shuiqing's mother and father felt their strength recovered, and he felt much sicker after taking the medicine.

This is motivation and hope.

He asked the master to eat with the children.

Only then did Li Han eat wild vegetable buns with the children.

He was overjoyed just now, Li Han thought about it, the cheap bamboo shoots and fungus can be sold for so much money, worried that something bad happened to my brother, "Brother Qing, the fungus and bamboo shoots are really bought by people?"

"It's really sold," Li Shuiqing was happy and didn't pay attention to his father's worry. "Not only today, the boss also said that I will send bamboo shoots and fungus from tomorrow."

"What's going on!" Li Han was startled, but not happy. He was afraid that his brother would be tricked into doing bad things, and something would happen to him.

Who wants so many bamboo shoots?

Li Shuiqing told everything about meeting Wei Cheng and his husband, and also said that seeing Wei Lei, Li Han knew Wei Lei's personality, and said excitedly: "Brother Qing, our family has met a benefactor."

More than a dozen coins a day, if they can be sold all the time, the family will not be afraid of starvation in the future. The more I think about it, the more excited I become, and my aging face seems to be less wrinkled. After dinner, before it’s dark, go to the mountains to dig bamboo shoots.” Absolutely choose the big ones, and peel off the shells, I hope the owner is satisfied and can continue to accept his mountain products, otherwise, this thing, what’s the matter? Every home can be sold.

"Okay." Li Shuiqing also speeded up his meal.

The two children are very happy, and they will be able to earn money in the future: "Brother, we will also help, and today we are picking fungus."

Weeping with joy.

There was only one place in the room, separated by rags. Li Shuiqing's mother and father wept with joy after hearing this.

God bless!

After finishing the morning market, Weicheng stalls are resting.

Unexpectedly, Wei Liang found him.

"Second brother, is business not good?"

Wei Liang went to look for someone at his second brother’s house, and the neighbor told him that his second brother cooks food at the pier. On the street of Food Street, Wei Liang found a stall, and saw that there were no customers at the stall, and there were customers at other food stalls. However, there was no one at the second brother's stall, so he thought the second brother's business was not good.

"Second brother, doing business is a bit more difficult. It's lucky if you don't lose money. If you can't continue, you can support people by working at the dock." He also comforted Wei Cheng in the tone of a big brother.

Wei Cheng, Zhou Yuan and Wei Lei were confused, what did Wei Liang do here?

It also didn't explain that they sold out of food, not because the business was bad, but because it was too good.

People always have to say hello when they come, Wei Cheng asked his brother to sit down.

Zhou Yuan went to the curtain to pour out a bowl of water and bring it over, while Wei Lei sat on the stool farthest from them.

"Brother, did you come here?" Last month, the pension money for parents was delivered on time, and there was no happy event in the Wei family, so Wei Cheng couldn't guess the reason for the visit.

"That's right. On your grandfather's birthday, did you send some boxes of pastries? Grandpa sent someone to ask. I'll ask you, who did you buy the birthday cakes from?"

It turned out that it was about cakes. Wei Cheng didn't guess what happened on the day of the birthday banquet. He thought it was because people in Wei's house liked to eat, so he asked people to inquire.

"I made the cakes myself." Let's not hide it, once or twice, but later, it's meaningless to hide it again. He also wants to start a customized pastry business. Maybe he can open a gap from the Wei residence and spread it to the inside. The upper level of the city is a wealthy portal.

"You made it?!" Wei Liang was surprised, "When will you know how to make pastries?" He didn't even know that people had such skills.

He procrastinated for a few days to discuss with his family, hoping to benefit from it. Find the pastry maker and discuss cooperation. They are responsible for pushing customers to the pastry maker, and then earning a share from it.

The things were made by his second brother, how about the share?

Wei Liang couldn't make up his mind, so he went back to discuss with his parents after talking about the matter.

"I learned simple pastries, and then researched new ones myself." Wei Cheng was vague.

"Second brother, can you still make pastries?"

"meeting."

"How much is the price?"

Wei Cheng pondered for a moment, then offered a moderate price, "Fifty Wen each."

"So expensive!" Wei Liangke was shocked.

"Brother, you should know the price of passion fruit cakes. The materials and exquisite shape of the longevity peach cakes I make take a lot of thought and time. After all, it is definitely worth the price."

Baixiangzhai's pastries all cost fifty cents a piece, but his family only has fifty cents a piece, and it's high-end, Wei Cheng thinks that the price is not expensive.

Wei Liang frowned.

"If there is a batch order, you can get a discount of one penny." How could Wei Cheng not understand the Wei family's thoughts, there is room for discounts, and the Wei family may be able to earn some sweetness from it.

If people say clearly, Wei Cheng doesn't mind giving up a few extra pennies, it's for the sake of relatives.

If a person does not speak, he acts as if he does not know.

"I'm asking for my grandfather, so I can do business now."

Wei Liang left.

"Husband, what's the big brother?" Zhou Yuan sat next to Wei Cheng as he walked away.

"Last time my grandfather made birthday peach cakes for his birthday feast. My grandfather ordered my eldest brother to ask me who made the cakes. I told him straight."

"Grandfather wants to buy pastries?"

"I don't know. I reported the price to my eldest brother. I don't know if I want to buy it."

Zhou Yuan asked curiously: "Husband, how much price do you quote?"

"Fifty Wen."

Zhou Yuan said: "Fifty Wen a box, that's not profitable!"

Wei Cheng smiled and said, "Yuan Yuan, the fifty Wen your husband said is not a price for a box, but a price."

"Ah?!" Zhou Yuan was speechless.

Fifty pennies each, which is too expensive!

Selling fifty coins for a few pennies, Zhou Yuan looked at the smiling husband, and immediately felt that the husband had the nature of a profiteer!

After Wei Liang went back, he told his parents about the matter.

Wei's father and Wei's mother waited for news from their eldest son at home, thinking that they could make a fortune by cooperating.

Wei's father and Wei's mother made a plan. They know a lot of people in the county, and they can recommend them to relatives and friends, and they will help recommend them to people they know around them.

It's still a no-cost business. If the negotiation is successful, the family can earn a lot of money.

Even Wei Cheng's sister-in-law is happy, if she makes money, she will go to buy gold jewelry to wear. Last time at Wei Zhai's birthday banquet, she was jealous when she saw other relatives wearing gold and silver jewelry.

The Wei family had a good plan, and when Wei Liang talked about it, their expressions burst.

"Father and mother, is this second brother lying and having bad intentions?" Wei Wu called in a shrill voice. She had seen longevity peach cakes before, and was lucky enough to get a small piece. It was very delicate and delicious, and she had a headache A disbelief is that useless **** will do.

"Boss, did you ask clearly?" Mother Wei looked at her eldest son and asked anxiously.

"Ask clearly, it was the second brother who did it."

Now, the Wei family's previous wishful thinking was in vain.

Wei's father asked, "The second child didn't say the price?"

"Yes, fifty coins a piece."

"What? Fifty coins a piece?!" The other three were equally shocked.

Wei Liang poured a glass of water to drink, and then said: "The second brother also said that if you book more, you can get a penny discount. We can still earn a discounted price. Although we earn less, we still make money."

Wei's mother said angrily: "What's less, you didn't tell the second brother, we are responsible for recommending customers, and he makes pastries. We can also cooperate with your second brother." My family said it better.

Only then did Wei Liang suddenly realize.

The two elders of the Wei family stared at the eldest son with some resentment.

"Father and mother, we can ask our second brother to teach us how to make longevity peach cakes, and we can sell them ourselves. In this way, the money will not be earned by our family, and the second brother is also from our own family. If you two elder brothers tell us, he will definitely agree. .” Fifty coins a piece, if she is asked to do it, it’s not making money every day.

Wei Wushi can't wait to order Wei Cheng to teach her immediately.

Wei's father, Wei's mother, and Wei Liang were both stunned. Wei's mother and Wei Liang also felt that this method was good, but Wei's father disagreed.

"Boss, don't buy what you have. The second child is allotted, and he can teach you how to make money. Fifty coins a piece seems high, so the cost should be high. The second child is honest, and he doesn't know how to make money." Call the price too high. There shouldn’t be much profit.” Wei’s father said to Wei’s mother: “You too, you are not ignorant of the situation of the second child’s family, and you can still **** your son’s only livelihood!”

Wei Liang thought about seeing his second brother's stall just now without business, and felt that what his father said was reasonable, and told his family about the stall. Father Wei took a look, he was right, and Mother Wei didn't say anything. After all, she is her son anyway, so it's not easy to deprive her son of his only livelihood.

Wei Wushi wanted to, but she couldn't help it.

Father Wei asked Wei Liang to go to the inner city and answer there.

Wei Cheng didn't know about this yet.

After the lunch market was over, he faced another matter.

Someone wants to buy his cold salad recipe.

This person was wearing a long gown, and he was dressed as a middle-aged man. He had the impression that this person came every day for the past few days. It turned out that he was here for inspection, and he came up with ideas for his family's formula.

This person introduced himself as the steward of the vegetable market in the inner city. He opened a grocery store in the vegetable market. He liked the formula and wanted to buy it to open a store in the vegetable market.

After buying the formula, Wei Cheng can still do business in the outer city, and also hinted that he has a backer in the inner city.

"Chen Guanshi, Mr. Wei knows why you are here. It is also an honor for Mr. Wei that you have taken a fancy to my formula." Wei Cheng said in an official tone, "Both parties must have sincerity when doing business. To tell you the truth, I will sell you the formula in a compromise If you have the ability to make the original recipe taste better, it is still suitable for dine-in restaurants, and if I sell the recipe to big restaurants in the inner city, they will definitely rush for it." You have a backer, and it is easy for him to get other backers.

Wei Cheng now has no backer and no connections. If the other party forces him to buy him, he has to sell it. This kind of up and down person is the most difficult to deal with. There are backers who support him and people who have schemes.

The King of Hades loves villains.

Chen Guanshi was a little surprised. He had asked someone to inquire about Wei Cheng's family background. The country guy can be counted as his backer in the inner city Wei Zhai. If the relationship between the two is good, he will give Wei Zhai some face. The eldest grandson is most likely to be admitted to Juren, and he must not be offended.

He has found out the relationship between the two families, and Wei Zhai will not stand up for this matter.

Chen Guanshi thought that if he said a few words, the country man would give the recipe. On the contrary, the other party was not timid at all, and did not react like a country boy at all.

The expression is calm and calm, with ease.

Manager Chen is a knowledgeable and smooth person, otherwise he wouldn't be able to secure his position as the manager of the vegetable market. I also know that people can't offend others, lest in the future this person really catches up with other backstages and finds him to settle accounts, and the gains outweigh the losses.

"I don't know what Boss Wei's opinion is?"

"Director Chen, you've flattered me. How can Mr. Wei be a boss in front of you? If Mr. Chen is trustworthy, Mr. Wei will come up with a plan and see if it suits you."

"Please say."

"Wei sells sauces, and I'll let you know how to make cold dishes. The most important thing in making cold dishes is the sauce. You can make whatever you want later. But it doesn't include meat dishes. You can make meat dishes yourself. The meat dishes at the stall are made by Wei. Not for sale."

"Boss Wei, this is absolutely not acceptable!" He prefers meat dishes, and the crispy pork bones are even more his favorite, and he buys them back every time.

"Chen Guanshi, stay safe and don't be impatient. There is another plan. Wei is in charge of making a batch of vegetables, vegetarian dishes and meat dishes. The sauce is mixed by himself, and he comes to pick up the goods every morning."

Chen Guanshi laughed angrily: "Boss Wei, this is more beneficial to you. Wouldn't it be better for me to buy the recipe? Meat dishes are your craft, and you can also buy them as recipes. I believe Boss Wei will agree."

Wei Cheng was not afraid of pressure from Guanshi Chen's words, and said with a smile: "I said earlier, if you can make the same food, there will definitely be more food. The food that Wei can make is definitely not worse than cold salad. Export supply, in the future, if there are new models, we can follow the cooperative price."

Chen Guanshi raised his eyebrows: "I can still buy the formula."

Wei Cheng smiled.

Chen Guanshi remembered what he said at the beginning, and immediately understood Wei Cheng's meaning, and thought to himself: The person in front of him has been strategizing and controlling the rhythm from the beginning, and has no intention of selling the formula at all. The other party found the backstage, and he couldn't threaten anyone.

Chen Guanshi finally compromised and Wei Cheng supplied the goods. He arranged for someone to come to learn and pick up the goods five days later.

The two parties made a contract, and the county government was fair, making two copies, and Manager Chen would inform the supply quantity one day in advance.

To send Guanshi away, go to the stall first to see if the stall is closed. The things are packed, but people are still waiting for him.

His daughter-in-law looked relieved when she saw him, Wei Cheng walked over and asked concerned: "Yuan Yuan, what's wrong?"

Zhou Yuan pointed to the man who was squatting at the foot of the wall and stood up when he saw Wei Cheng, "Husband, this peddler asked if he could sell cold vegetables from our stall."

The salesman immediately walked forward, bent down, and clasped his palms together nervously, "Boss Wei, the younger one is Wu Da, from Wujia Village, and the younger one wants to sell some cold salad. I won't steal your business, I will Take some and sell them in the back alleys of the outer city."

Shabby alleys are the most remote and narrow alley houses, dedicated to working for a living.

Wei Cheng agreed.

He will prepare in advance how much he needs every day, and just pick it up at the stall.

The shopkeeper thanked him excitedly.

"If other shopkeepers want to get the goods, they can only get vegetarian dishes."

"Yes, there are several friends around you who are all salesmen."

"My only request is that the selling price must be the same as the stall, and if it is violated, the sale will be prohibited."

It was originally one of his planned business routes that Wei Cheng would agree to the salesman to take the goods.

There are peddlers who sell in the streets and alleys, and the market will open up better.

To infiltrate from the bottom, the livelihood of the bottom is settled, and the market can continue. In the future, they will definitely be required to dress in a uniform in order to sell other products, and they have to take it step by step.