Transmigrating To Ancient Times With A Kitchen

Acquisition

“No, no, no.” Jian Rong quickly waved his hand and said anxiously, “Sister Qingqing, why would I compete with you for business? It’s just that you gave me too much, and my mother wouldn’t agree to let me take it.”

Jian Qingqing flipped over the piece of meat and said, “How could this compete with my business? There are so many restaurants in the county, and I only sold to Yunlai Restaurant. You can sell it to other restaurants.”

“The price I gave you is also the normal price. You can take it. The mushroom was picked by you, not your mother. If she doesn’t agree with you asking her to come to me, I’ll talk to her.”

Jian Qingqing did not care about him stealing business. She only sold 10 to 20 catties, which was not a big business. Anyone could do it.

Hearing this, Jian Rong was slightly relieved. He said hesitantly, “Sister Qingqing, why don’t you give me 10 wen a catty? 20 wen is too much. You were the one who negotiated the business, and you were the one who sold it. It’s very easy for me to pick the mushrooms. How can I take so much money from you?”

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Jian Qingqing sighed that he was not moved by money at such a young age. He would definitely have great achievements in the future.

Xiao Hu felt that his little friend was a little silly. If the person who was giving out money was not his sister, he would have already forced Jian Rong to accept it.

“Alright, I said 20 wen, so it shall be 20 wen. It’s not like I didn’t earn money. How could I do a loss-making business? If you don’t accept it, I won’t dare to buy it from you in the future. The most important thing in doing business is honesty.”

Hearing Jian Qingqing say this, Jian Rong was convinced that what she said just now was not just for courtesy. He said gratefully, “Then thank you, Sister Qingqing. I’ll bring you the mushrooms picked today in the afternoon!”

These two days, Jian Rong’s grandmother could no longer get out of bed. With this money, he could send his grandmother to get a doctor, and he could buy medicine. He could also buy some delicious food to nourish her body. He had lost his father since he was young. His grandmother and his mother were the closest people to him. He wanted them to live a good life.

In the past, he was helpless when he was young. But now that he was doing business with Sister Qingqing, he saw hope. In his heart, he secretly thought that he must listen to Sister Qingqing in the future. He will follow her every word!

Jian Qingqing did not understand his psychological process. She felt that in business, she would not take advantage of Jian Rong just because he was her friend. 20 wen was a reasonable price. If one asked why the stewed meat was sold at twice the price, it was because the spices used for the stewed meat were very expensive. Just like what she had told the aunties, it was just to earn hard money.

Old Man Jian and Mother Jian did not say anything after they found out about this. This was a child’s matter and adults should not interfere. Moreover, Jian Rong was a villager. They had to follow in the village. No matter who they earned money, they could not earn money from the villagers. Only Father Jian felt that it was a pity that she had given Jian Rong too much money. Even if she did not earn money from the villagers, there was no need to give so much money.

Jian Rong’s mother, Aunt Liu, also came to thank Jian Qingqing.

Jian Qingqing helplessly spread her hands. She was really doing business normally, so why did no one believe her?

To grow this kind of business of buying and selling, she would need to rely on accumulation. It was not good for income to be too low.

In her previous life, the fruits in big cities were bought from farmers at too low a price and sold at too high a price. This happened because the fruits would go through multiple levels of suppliers. With each level, the supplier would charge a little. This would result in prices increasing over time, and end up being too high.

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