HLnovel Chapter 416: No Price Increase
Chapter 416: No Price Increase
Shen Luming was very considerate and didn't want to delay the little general's meal, so he got down from his arms early.
After sitting down, Fu Huaian picked up a bowl of dumpling soup and drank half a bowl with a few old men and the people at Shen Zhiqiu's table.
"Let's all eat together. There aren't so many rules. Just do what you normally do. Just think of me as joining in the fun."
Shen Youyou had just finished mixing the sesame paste with Erya when she heard Second Grandma calling her to give the little general a portion of their seasoning with sesame paste.
She had just delivered seasoning to Fu Huai'an, and when she heard these words, she looked up to him.
She has always believed that no matter in ancient times or modern times, even if she has the confidence to say that everyone is equal, some people with good family conditions, whether boys or girls, are quite worldly-wise.
For example, when they first met, this guy gave her the feeling that he was just like the aloof male protagonist in a TV series. He wanted to express something with his eyes.
When talking to people, it's either "hmm!" or "hmm?"
It seems as if talking to you a few more words would tire him out, and some would even nod at you as if it were a great gift to you.
I didn't expect that after this day of contact, this guy turned out to be quite easy to get along with after we got to know each other.
"Here, dip!"
Fu Huaian and Shen Zhiqiu didn't think anything of it, but some of the elders from the Nine Clans were nervous: "Wasn't our Yoyo too casual when she delivered the seasoning to General Fu?"
Seeing that no one was moving their chopsticks, Fu Huaian was afraid that everyone would be restrained, so he quickly picked up a dumpling with his chopsticks, dipped it in the sauce, and ate it in one bite.
After eating, he called everyone: "Eat, the dumplings are very fragrant, they will cool down soon."
The old men put aside their messy thoughts and called Fu Huai'an: "If it smells good, eat more."
A Chi did not sit at the same table with his young master. He was looking after Shen Fugui and the others.
"It smells so good, your cooking skills are really good!"
Shen Fugui used his own chopsticks, which he had never used before, to pick up a piece of sweet potato with sugar and said, "Try it. Only our third brother knows how to make this dish. Even Guangyuanlou hasn't taught us yet."
Ah Chi nodded hurriedly, unable to stop eating, it was so delicious: "You call this a home-cooked meal, it's much better than the food cooked by the chefs in our barracks."
Shen Tietou on the other side was honest. He said: "We couldn't afford to eat this before. For someone like me who has a blacksmithing skill, I can't afford to eat meat a few times a year.
In our hometown, my third brother and his family lived in the county town. Our county town was far away from our village, so it was not easy for everyone to go to the city to work part-time.
Take Fugui for example. The elderly in his family passed away early and they had no meat to eat.
To be honest, even we didn’t expect that escaping from famine would make our lives more fulfilling than before. Although there were so many of us that we couldn’t eat meat every day, the food was much better than before.”
Shen Fugui didn't care at all about Tietou's words that he couldn't eat meat, because that was all the truth.
He also said to Ah Chi: "What Tietou said is true. I never thought I could live the life I have now. I am so satisfied."
Ah Chi heard him shouting that the clothes were in such a tattered state and the crotch was torn.
I saw that he had changed into a set of coarse cloth shorts. It was new now, but it looked familiar. He should have worn it when he was buried in the tomb.
"Didn't you buy a few more clothes? When we first came here, I heard you shout..."
Shen Fugui laughed and said, "I bought the cloth but didn't have time to make it because I was too busy. My wife and other women also made soles until very late every day and had to get up early the next day.
You won't be able to enjoy any good things with us, but we can't rest on our own, and we let our wives stay up late to make clothes for us, which is really inhumane."
Shen Mazi also interjected: "Yes, if any man in our clan could do such a thing, even the Third Brother would scold us to death."
A few men chatted with Achi while eating.
This is for A Chi. Eating such delicious dumplings makes me feel so sad.
When he was eating dumplings just now, he noticed that the dumplings this group of people were eating had different fillings than theirs.
You can tell without even eating that his and the young master's bowls are filled with lumps of meat, while the bowls of these men definitely have more vegetables than meat.
If you only look at the surface of the dumplings, you can't see the lumps of meat at all.
Even so, they seemed to be extremely satisfied with the meal, and it was obvious that they were not pretending; they were genuinely happy to have the kind of life they have now.
But to be honest, they can actually make more money not by producing more soles, but by raising the price of the soles.
With shoe soles like theirs, they can still be sold even if the price is double or even triple the current price.
Especially the kind that literati and poets like, the one that can print words while walking, those people will buy it even if it costs a few cents of silver.
But these people only sell for a dozen or twenty cents.
If he and the young master had not come, they would not have believed that the best-selling soles in Kyoto were made in such a mud and thatch house.
Even if we don't compare it with the big workshop in the county town, it's far behind the brick and tile house across the river.
And when they came, you looked at this group of people, not one of them complained, not one of them complained about the poor living conditions.
Don't complain, saying, look how busy we are, we don't have enough food to eat, we don't have time to make clothes, and our clothes are rotten and will tear if we just tear them.
They just talk about how good their lives are now, how satisfied they are, and how much money they can make.
In Ah Chi's opinion, how much money can you make? Even if you can make half of it, say ten cents, for a pair of soles, you can only make fifty taels for ten thousand pairs. Fifty taels is not enough for so many people to eat and wear for a month.
Even if there are slightly more expensive ones, maybe each person can get one or two taels of silver at most per month.
Even so, there are still people who are thinking about your good business and want to cheat you out of it.
He said: "I didn't think about selling the soles at a higher price. Many scholars are willing to spend money."
Gao Shuangxi was slurping a bowl of dumpling soup when he heard this: "It can't be sold at a high price. You follow your young master and may not know that many ordinary people can't bear to wear cloth shoes and wear straw sandals instead.
When we were in our hometown, we wore straw sandals when we worked in the fields. We also had cloth shoes, but we saved them for visiting relatives or going to towns and counties.
When we were fleeing famine, we walked through the mountains. Since we only had a few pairs of cloth shoes at home, and they were worn out, we could only make straw sandals to wear. They were scratched by stones and branches and bled all over.
The soles of my feet were covered with blisters, and walking felt like walking on swords. As our third brother said, we sell shoe soles not just to make money.
I also hope that one day, everyone can wear this kind of shoes and no longer have to wear straw sandals. So we can’t raise the price just so that those people can afford it.”
Shen Tiezhu also said: "Our third brother also said that we need to make more soles. As long as the production volume is increased, those who buy the goods will not sell them at a high price behind our backs."
"Yes, we are lucky to be alive. Our fellow villagers accept us now, and we also want to do something for them."