Chapter 4 is developed.

What it means to conduct business with reserve is completely unnecessary for Yang Deli. In his world, doing business should be simple: pay for the goods and receive them.

Those few riders have already approached, all of them are merchants.

I have met Mr. Jia Langjun. The merchant smiled proudly and said, "I came here specifically to buy tofu. Mr. Jia Langjun, could you please quote a price?"

Yang Deli responded with a sound, and the person outside shouted, "Someone is looking... looking for the broom star!"

There was an appetite. To avoid suspicion, Jia Ping'an held his breath and drank the bowl of soup, which can be described as finishing it in one gulp, thoroughly and messily.

Yang Deli puzzledly said, "But how would those wealthy people know about the matter of tofu?"

The merchant widened his eyes, trembling lips, and pointed at Jia Pingan, saying, "You...you're crazy! Five wen, the price of one dou of rice, how big of a piece is it?"

Yang Deli ran away in a flash, but soon came back with a happy face, saying, "Ping'an, the merchant is here."

As soon as the tofu is ready, this kind of ingredient is fragrant, smooth, and delicious. Do the wealthy people want to eat it? Jia Ping'an confidently said, "Certainly they want to eat it, but tofu is only available here. If we don't sell it, where can they buy it?"

Yang Deli nervously looked at Jia Pingan, worried that his offer might be too low.

The newly arrived merchants were dissatisfied. Jia Ping'an pointed to the merchant who had just arrived and said, "Then sell everything to him."

Uh!

Jia Ping'an sighed and said, "Yesterday some merchants already tasted it, what will they do? They will definitely think about reselling it. And this tofu is just starting to come out, of course it will be sold at a high price. Remember, if you want to sell at a high price, you have to be reserved."

Uh!

He thought Jia Pingan was a fool, and wanted to take advantage of him to buy some tofu cheaply. But now this fool is not ready to do it, which makes him secretly happy. Then he said, "How about selling the recipe to me? The money will be good, won't it?"

Five wen. Jia Baoyu remained calm.

Jia Pina's smile was very honest, "Five cents per piece."

The sky gradually brightened, and outside, some villagers went to work in the fields. The sound of their conversation drifted in.

Jia Pingan felt embarrassed in his heart. He was about to explain when he heard someone shouting outside, "Yang Deli!"

The merchant, feeling helpless, said, "Regarding this tofu, in the future, you can just give it to me, but can you reduce the price? How about one cent per piece?"

After a while, Yang Deli became somewhat restless. "Are they safe? Could it be that they are not coming?"

This is the stepping stone, and he urgently needs this brick.

In Yang Deli's heart, there was a sense of unease as he glanced at Jia Pingan. Although he really wanted to persuade his cousin to lower the price, seeing his cousin still looking honest, he somehow couldn't bring himself to say it.

After returning home, Yang Deli put down the table and squatted there, crying out, "Aunt, Ping'an refused to take the money... has gone mad."

Yang Deli was taken aback, "Yes, indeed!"

In an instant, Jia Ping'an remained calm, ready to bow as soon as Yang Deli arrived.

That's money!

Uh !

His delighted eyes lit up, admiringly said: "Ping An, you really are a lucky star, you actually predicted that they would come."

The merchant was very conflicted, but he did not doubt.

Yang Deli was dumbfounded. He mechanically picked up a piece of tofu, which was about the same size as his hand. This was divided by Jia Pianan earlier, and he said that all future tofu should be cut to this size. As for the reason, it was nothing more than the fact that tender tofu in past lives was this size, so he felt it was very familiar.

You dare to monopolize!

Jia Ping'an smiled and said, "Yes! It's too expensive. I'm planning to stop making it tomorrow. Since you're not buying it here, I'll go to the city later to sell it and at least get some capital back."

The next morning, as usual, I made tofu, and then proceeded to make breakfast.

Jia Ping'an pretended to rush over, and the children screamed and ran away. Later, when they saw that he was just putting on an act, they cautiously came back.

Jia Ping'an smiled and said, "It is difficult to make and expensive. It costs more than four wen to make a piece of white jade tofu."

Jia Pianan shook his head and said, "Wait."

In this era, there are many unique skills, most of which are passed down from generation to generation. Jia Pingwa's statement is basically correct.

Ancestral tradition ?

Someone is here, who dares to monopolize!

A few merchants were stunned, while the merchant was ecstatic, "Great, five cents, I'll take it all."

He sighed and said, "If no one has tasted those two catties of tofu, who would buy them? Who would be willing to spend money on them?"

Why wait? Yang Deli has been poor since childhood, wishing he could sprout wings and fly to the official road to sell tofu.

When a new thing comes out, there must be a trial phase, and then there will be trial reports. And Jia Ping'an offers a free tasting, which is also a kind of promotion.

Ha ha! Jia Baoyu just smiled and pretended to be honest.

Jia Pingan explained for a while, while Yang Deli shook his head, and then started counting the money.

Jia Pingan feels that if Yang Deli goes into business, it will inevitably end in bankruptcy.

Yesterday he took a bite of tofu and felt it had great potential. Huazhou is close to Chang'an and there are many wealthy people there. Those people are not short of money, but they lack novel things to play with, such as ingredients.

Nonsense!

The taste is excellent. Jia Baoyu felt somewhat disheartened.

After another half an hour, Yang Deli felt desperate, "They're probably not coming."

Yesterday, someone had diarrhea. It is estimated that they were affected by the "sweeping star".

With the protection of the fortress, the sense of security in Yangjiawu is probably the strongest, so after a tour, Jia Ping'an couldn't help but feel doubly reassured.

Yang Deli felt that his younger cousin's lies were so convincing that even he almost believed them.

Two people carried tofu and went out all the way, and they met a merchant at the gate of Wupao.

Jia Ping'an shook his head. The merchants thought he didn't understand these things, that he was foolish and desperate. Then they pleaded, "Four wen, is four wen okay?"

Peace, drink it quickly. Yang Deli still made the soup that his cousin "loved the most". Jia Ping'an felt that he couldn't continue like this anymore. "Cousin, I don't want to drink this soup."

Just as Yang Deli's heart was surging, Jia Ping'an shook his head and said, "With only four wen as capital, you are short of five wen... Someone went to the city to sell, huh! Who is that?"

Mr. Jia, how much money?

Developed! Developed!

The merchant was angry, "Five cents! You greedy... your heart, liver, and lungs are all black, completely black. If I buy it today, I'll be a fool!"

How many kilograms of rice?

The cost of tofu is nothing more than soybeans, Yang Deli thought his cousin must be crazy. But his heart was racing, thinking if he could make it, then...! Then he would get rich!

Let's go and take a look!

When the merchant saw the visitor's appearance, he anxiously said, "Three coins, as long as you promise to only sell to someone, three coins for one piece. Whatever you make, someone will take."

Two people waited at home.