After being exiled, she married a rough man, and the sickly beauty was spoiled

After Zhou Fuyuan left, Song Huiling took a silver ingot and secretly gave it to Aunt Wang.

The silver glittered slightly in her hand. Aunt Wang rubbed it gently with her fingers, covered it with her sleeve, lowered her head and bit it lightly with her teeth, then carefully put it into her sleeve.

When she looked up at Song Huiling again, her eyes were almost narrowed into slits with joy: "Girl, I am not a greedy person. This ingot of silver is the reward for introducing guests to you these days. You don't have to give me more!"

Aunt Wang knew she was going to quit, so Song Huiling agreed to her wishes and said nothing more.

With the silver ingot, Aunt Wang was more attentive in helping to introduce customers.

In just half a day, Song Huiling's stall served seven more generous customers.

Even if he was wealthy, he would only spend one or two taels of silver for a tea. But he never met a big boss like Zhou Fuyuan who would spend two ingots of silver at a time.

Among these guests, there was one who was a serious tea merchant, but like Zhou Fuyuan, he was not optimistic about Song Huiling's plan to build a tea garden and refused to invest.

But after drinking a cup of tea, he felt a vague sense of hope. What if this little girl could really develop the tea garden? Wouldn't he miss out on a big deal?

After much deliberation, the tea merchant still refused to invest, but promised to give Song Huiling a piece of hilltop he bought in Qianzhong a few years ago. That hilltop was perfect for growing tea.

Anyway, the focus of his tea business is in southern Fujian and Jiangnan, and that piece of mountain is also left alone, so he might as well do him a favor.

Song Huiling didn't show it on his face, but his heart was surging.

The most troublesome thing about building a tea garden is the location. Although there are many mountains in Qianzhong, she cannot just occupy any hill she likes.

Now someone is willing to give her a piece of land, which means that her career finally has a foothold and she can get started!

But this piece of mountain is not given for free. If Song Huiling really builds a tea garden, 50% of the tea harvest in the first three years must be sold to him, and the selling price must be 10% lower than the market price.

Song Huiling agreed readily, as Chen Fu's request was not excessive at all.

It was just a matter of transferring the mountain, so the two had to sign a transfer contract. Chen Fu asked Song Huiling to go to Qingyuan County to find him three days later.

When it was noon, Song Huiling closed his stall.

Although I didn't get any real investment today, I gained a lot. I got some land and made some connections.

After the matter on the mountain is finalized, I will find time to visit Zhan Xuan at Longxi Tea Farm.

When she first set up the stall, Yang was worried, thinking that her trip would be in vain. But she didn't expect that her daughter-in-law would make a fortune in just half a day.

Seven taels of silver, plus a five-tael ingot of silver, is much more than what they could earn from selling Tangba!

On the way back, the scene was repeated, and Yang was smiling from ear to ear again.

A cup of tea and a piece of cake were priced at one tael of silver, which was indeed ridiculously expensive, but someone was willing to pay for it. Yang couldn't understand it and couldn't help asking, "Hui Ling, mother really doesn't understand. You set the price so high, why are the customers you met today so straightforward? I didn't even hear them complain about bargaining."

Someone like Yang who lived a frugal life would definitely not understand. Song Huiling paused and asked Yang, "Mother, you have tasted it. Do you think this cup of tea is worth one or two taels of silver?"

Yang frowned and thought for a while, "Ah Zhan once said that some tea leaves are so precious that even a tael of tea leaves worth thousands of gold coins cannot be found. Mother doesn't know much about tea and has never tasted the taste of tea leaves worth thousands of gold coins. But to be fair, I think the tea leaves you stir-fried are definitely not worse than those tea leaves worth thousands of gold coins."

"That's it." Song Huiling took over the conversation, "Since the price has to be reasonable, you can't deliberately lower the price just because you are in a hurry to sell it. Most people have price bias and think that expensive things are good. If I set the price too low, the customer will immediately conclude that this is a cup of low-quality tea. No matter how eloquent Aunt Wang is, it won't be easy to attract customers."

Yang seemed to understand, and then she listened to Song Huiling's explanation, "It's actually very simple. There are only two points. One is that the quality of my tea is absolutely guaranteed, and the other is that rich people don't lack that little silver. To put it bluntly, as long as you can accurately grasp the hearts of rich people, it will be easy to make money, and what I made today is the money of rich people."

"Hui Ling, how can you be so amazing! Doing business turns out to be so complicated." Yang was extremely shocked, her eyes widened, and after thinking for a while, she said, "Hui Ling, the tea business is so profitable, we might as well just set up a stall to sell tea in the future."

Song Huiling smiled and said, "Mom, it's not as simple as you think. The tea we have is only enough for three days of business. If we change to other teas, the business may not be so good. Besides, there are so many vendors in Turing Pass eyeing us covetously. If they knew that the tea business is so profitable, can we still continue to set up the stall smoothly?

Aunt Wang is keeping the secret for us now for the sake of money, but if it takes too long, she might let it slip and make us hate her for nothing. If there are such unscrupulous people, they might even force us to give them money. We can only do the tea business for three days. After these three days, we don’t have to go to Turing Pass anymore.”

"Ah?" Yang was surprised, and then her expression became disappointed, "Hui Ling, do you mean that you will not set up a stall there in the future?"

"Yes." Song Huiling nodded and responded softly, "Mom, you have seen today that Turing Pass is now controlled by Gaojiazhai and Wangjiazhai. Not to mention the fierce competition, it would be fine if we didn't make any money, but if we really made money, how long would they tolerate us? Don't underestimate the red eye disease, which can sometimes be fatal. We don't have a backer, so we must give up setting up a stall in Turing Pass."

What's more, her original intention of setting up the stall was because her family was poor, she couldn't afford to eat or buy medicine, and she wanted to make money by setting up the stall to relieve the pressure on her family.

But He Zhan had cleared these obstacles for her, and she also earned more than ten taels of silver today.

Now that she had some start-up capital, she had better things to do and didn't want to waste her time setting up a stall.

But there is no need to tell Yang about this, so as to avoid her thinking too much.

Yang sighed deeply. She had contributed a lot by setting up the stall at Turing Pass. Now she had to say goodbye to this period of time completely. She was really reluctant and felt very heartbroken.

Song Huiling placed his hand on Yang's shoulder, patted her gently, and comforted her, "Mom, don't sigh. There will be many more places where you will be needed in the future."

If the transfer of the mountain to Chen Fu is finalized, a lot of people will be needed to open up the land, and Yang's help will definitely be needed.

As a result, the He family will not be able to take care of their fields, and they will have to spend money to hire someone to look after the fields.