The whole family is so poor, I rely on the food system to make a fortune every day

Hmph, little boy, let him experience the power of modern romance novels!

After finishing speaking, the two said goodbye to each other from inside, Song Fubao hurriedly slipped away, the young man and shopkeeper Liu burst out laughing: what kind of nonsense are they talking about, it's thanks to her that she figured it out.

"Young master, why did you really give her money? It's really 20 taels and you just heard it, it's a loss!" Shopkeeper Liu didn't understand, 20 taels of silver was really not much compared to the previous remuneration for Song Fubao, but that was because of the previous Give a lot.

With 20 taels of silver, an ordinary family of three can live three or four years with enough food and clothing.

Just take a few words, the Young Master's family and him are both iron cocks, but there is no time when they are so generous for no reason.

"Just deduct it from her bonus at the end of the year. It doesn't matter if the wool comes from the sheep. Let's go!" The young man smiled coldly, as if he had expected shopkeeper Liu to ask, "By the way, you said she planted a new variety in the village. It’s very precious, it’s called Bailuobu, right? Take me to have a look!”

"Yes!"

……

The two left quickly, and Song Youjin came out of the alley and walked quickly to Tianxiang Tower. He had been out for so long by accident, and his family members were in a hurry to find him.

And it's hard to explain why he came here...

No matter how fast he walked, he was not as fast as Song Fubao. When he reached the backyard of Tianxiang Building, Yang Liuhua and Song Youyin were all smiling and waiting.

I wasn't surprised to see him come back from the outside, but wondered why he came back so early?

"Auntie, I still want to go shopping, you and my brothers can go with me!" Song Fubao proposed at the right time, Yang Liuhua would not refuse, it was just shopping with Fubao, why not?

The three of them packed up their things, and Song Youjin was in charge of sending them to the ox cart before coming back to meet them. The meeting place was the best and largest cloth shop in the town.

There are four people in this group who don't know the boss of Buzhuang, Mrs. Yang who sells tofu, her son who helps her, and Song Youyin, who has been told by Tianxianglou storytellers recently that everyone in the town knows him.

As for Song Fubao, it goes without saying.

This family has earned a lot of money. Now when they come to his cloth shop, they are big customers. The shopkeeper of the cloth shop pushes away Xiaoer and rushes to the front, greeting him with a smile.

"Fubao, Mrs. Yang, how many people are here to buy cloth? I just got a batch of new goods from my store. The material is quite good, but the goods are only found in the provincial capital. Come and have a look!"

"Okay!" Song Fubao walked in the front and followed to see the cloth, and the others sat beside him to rest and watch Song Fubao without this need, and also admired the cloth around them by the way.

The treasurer of the cloth village immediately understood that it was Song Fubao who made the decision, and it was a talent who could convince the whole family at such a young age!

He took Song Fubao to see the worst and cheapest materials from the most advanced materials, and explained and compared them one by one.

One piece of cloth can only make two sets of clothes per person, three sets of clothes per person per season, twelve sets of clothes a year, that is six pieces of cloth, a total of fifteen people, that is ninety pieces of cloth.

There are two sets for daily wear in each season, and you can choose ordinary fabrics. A good set for each season is just right for cupping when you go out to meet people.

The general fabric is [-] cash for a piece of coarse cotton, [-] cash for a piece of fine cotton, [-] pieces for coarse cotton, and [-] pieces for fine cotton.

The total is 24 taels of silver for coarse cotton cloth, which is 15 taels of silver, and 39 taels of silver for fine cotton cloth, which is [-] taels of silver in total.

Really, expensive!

But you can't buy it like this.

So Song Fubao shook his head straight, seeing that the shopkeeper of the cloth village didn't know what to say.

But he asked habitually, "Little friend Fubao thinks that the unmatched quality in my store doesn't appeal to you, or do you think the price is too high? Our cloth is the best in the whole town. If you buy There are many, and the price is also negotiable.”

"If you buy a lot, how can you negotiate the price?" Song Fubao raised his head, smiled, and waited for your words, "Can you just cut it in half? A piece of coarse cotton is 250 renminbi, and a piece of fine cotton is [-] renminbi!"

The shopkeeper's smile disappeared and he almost vomited blood.

Half and half! ! !

Then what does he rely on for food?

But he didn't want to lose this big customer. Song Fubao is loved and admired by everyone now, and buying his cloth is an honor.

Honor can't be abandoned, so you can only bear the pain!

"Fubao, lucky bag, you, aren't you embarrassing me? Give me a sincere price, let's make friends, and come often in the future. I'll give you [-]% off. less."

That's [-]% off!

That is to say, it costs 27 taels plus 20 taels of silver to buy it with the full price. I picked up [-] taels of silver just now, which means I only spent less than eight taels of silver by myself. Absolutely!

Song Fubao was very satisfied and agreed directly.

Immediately, the treasurer of Buzhuang began to settle the accounts, and even winked to ask the waiter to bring hot tea and snacks to Yang Liuhua and the others who were sitting and distracted.

Song Fubao scraped together another 30 taels of silver, bought a few extra bolts of coarse cotton cloth, and took them back to make shoes, socks, etc. After a deal, the shopkeeper of the cloth shop ordered his staff to come to the carriage to take them back to the village.