The Prodigal Son of Zhenguan

Chapter 999

However, I still don’t know what this soap is and what it is used for.

Is there a shop outside? Is there also one in the shop?

That’s easy. There’s no need to bid for now. I can just go to the shop outside and buy some.

There are only two more kinds of soaps at the auction than in the shop. They may be good things for the people present, but for a businessman like me, the price is very uneconomical.

Buy low and sell high, this is the right way.

So, they just watched the lively auction quietly, saw the good things of the Tang Dynasty at the auction, and then went outside to find the corresponding shops to purchase these things.

With the transaction price of the auction, when these things are shipped back to their hometown, they will know what price to sell them to the nobles in their hometown.

They don't even need to go to the shop to buy. If they can find the people who make these things, or the workshops, and buy them directly from the workshops, then they can save the money earned by the middlemen, and even buy these things at a cheaper price. Wouldn't they make more money?

To travel between the Western Regions and Chang'an, they need to buy enough goods. It is not cost-effective to buy from the shops.

The three Hu people are all thinking about how to avoid the middlemen making a profit.

The ticket price of 50 strings of cash is just to buy news.

Now it seems that this money is worth spending.

While thinking, the price of soap has exceeded 100 strings of cash.

The women present have all used soap and know that this thing is good.

And in order to limit those two words, they are willing to spend money.

It's not like they spend money so extravagantly every day. How rare is this auction? It's been two years since the auction. Is it okay to spend a little more money for this one?

No problem, not at all.

For the women who can come to the auction, 180 guan of money is more than that.

On holidays, they spend a lot of money to help their husbands give gifts and take care of various things.

Now they have to spend it on themselves, so there is no need to feel bad.

"130 guan, 130 guan, do you want to add more?" Zhang Deyuan stood on the stage with a small gavel, looking around, his tone was passionate.

"135 guan."

Hearing someone bid, Zhang Deyuan looked in that direction.

"Mrs. Yuan offered 135 guan, do you want to add more?" Zhang Deyuan said.

"140 guan." Another woman raised a sign to bid.

"The lady of the Hou family bids 140 guan."

Hou Junji, who was sitting at the table, saw his wife's hand raised, and the tea bowl in her hand could not be held steadily.

"Madam, this..." Hou Junji wanted to say something.

The lady of the Hou family gave him a look, signaling him not to speak.

She and the lady of the Yuan family did not get along well.

Hou Junji knew a little bit, so he did not say anything.

When the lady of the Yuan family heard this, she also got angry.

"150 guan." The lady of the Yuan family raised the sign arrogantly.

"155 guan." The lady of the Hou family raised the sign again.

"170 guan." The lady of the Yuan family bid, she turned her head and glanced at the lady of the Hou family: "Why are you so stingy when bidding."

The lady of the Hou family smiled.

"Managing a large family, this is called managing a household." Madam Hou counterattacked indifferently, and raised the sign in her hand: "One hundred and seventy-one strings of cash."

"You." Madam Yuan naturally saw that the extra string of cash was deliberately used to anger her.

Hou Junji couldn't understand it now.

Did his wife really want it, or did she simply want to anger Madam Yuan.

"Madam, if you really like it, let's just..."

"Don't talk." Madam Hou whispered: "Men should not interfere in women's affairs, otherwise it will not be such a big deal. You will still have to deal with people from the Yuan family in the court in the future."

Women don't like each other and fight with each other, but they are just a little bit angry with each other, not to the point of being serious and annoying each other.

Men should do what they should do in the court.

So Madam Hou asked Hou Junji not to talk too much.

They fight for their own things, which has nothing to do with the big things men do outside.

Seeing that Madam Hou and Madam Yuan were fighting, the other ladies from the noble families stopped bidding and just sat aside to watch the show.

If they bid now and got between the two, it would be unpleasant.

"One hundred and eighty strings of cash." Madam Yuan offered again.

As for what Madam Hou said, she didn't take it to heart, what about managing a large family and being frugal.

If the family is rich, you can still manage the family even if you are not frugal.

Moreover,Being frugal and thrifty is not just talk. Who are you doing this at the auction?

Who would believe it? If you are really frugal, why come to the auction? Isn't it just to spend money?

What's this little money?

"One hundred and eighty-one strings of cash." Madam Hou bid again.

Madam Yuan glanced at Madam Hou and said nothing.

She saw that this man from the Hou family was deliberately raising the price to disgust her, since he liked it so much.

"I'll give it to you." Madam Yuan smiled.

Madam Hou had a smile on her face, but now her smile froze.

"Madam Hou bids one hundred and eighty-one strings of cash. Is there anyone else who wants to bid?" Zhang Deyuan asked, holding up the gavel.

There was silence all around, and the other ladies were silent.

One hundred and eighty-one strings of cash, six bars of soap.

This price is really the highest.

The price is so much higher, it is no longer a matter of face or not.

In their minds, these six bars of soap would be worth 100 guan.

This guy was forced to go up by these two people.

If you buy it, it will not be a topic of conversation in the circle. If you talk about it, you can't tell whether others are complimenting you or mocking you.

So, this auction item will not be touched.

"One hundred and eighty-one guan once."

"One hundred and eighty-one guan twice."

"One hundred and eighty-one guan...three times! Deal!"

The gavel fell.

The box of soap finally fell into the hands of Mrs. Hou.

At this time, Mrs. Hou reacted.

Mrs. Yuan, this is to get out of it, but she has got herself into trouble.

She was so angry that her hands under the table were clenched into fists, and her knuckles turned white.

But she didn't show it on her face, and still had a decent smile.

Hou Junji was a little confused.

However, I can feel that my wife...