nucmednet Chapter 244: Selling Honey
Chapter 244: Selling Honey
They had been traveling for several hours during the day and were exhausted. It was cold at night, so Han Zhibai lay down on the bed and hugged her. After a while, he fell asleep.
After waking up, Xia Qingyue wrapped herself tightly in the quilt and rolled around in bed a few times. The seat next to the bed was empty and felt warm, indicating that Han Zhibai had just gotten up not long ago.
She had to go to town today and couldn't stay in bed, so she quickly got up, changed her clothes and put on her pants.
It’s cold~~
During the same time period in the morning, the melting snow is colder than the snowing snow, and the flowing air is bone-chillingly cold.
She rubbed her hands and went to the charcoal brazier to warm herself by the fire. The charcoal in the brazier had been newly added and was burning perfectly.
After baking for a while, her body warmed up a little. She sat in front of the dressing mirror and combed her hair, then tied it with a cloth ribbon.
Married women in Dayuan Kingdom have to wear their hair in a bun, but she doesn't know how to do it and is too lazy, so she just does whatever is comfortable for her. Now Fang Xiaoyu wears her hair in a bun, which makes her look mature.
She went outside and didn't see Han Zhibai, so she went to the bathroom to brush her teeth and wash up.
Everything was ready, so she went next door. The gate was open, so she went straight in.
The two little ones were lying by the brazier in the main room, warming themselves by the fire. There was no one else around. When she heard some noise in the kitchen, she walked over.
In the kitchen, Chen Yuzhen and Fang Xiaoyu were sitting by the stove making a fire, while Han Zhibai was standing by the counter wiping jars of honey with a handkerchief in his hand.
They were in a hurry to go down the mountain yesterday and didn't wipe the jars after they brought them down, so there was some dust on the surface of the jars.
They left some breakfast, and after Xia Qingyue called and ate, they prepared to leave for Datong Town.
It was still dark at this time, and they put all the things that needed to be packed into the iron basket on Xiao Hei's body. After packing, Chen Yuzhen locked the door. Fang's mother also wanted to go to the town, so several people went together.
Li Weisheng and the other two had to go to Liu's house every morning to study and learn to read for more than an hour, and they would have to go to the town later.
Datong Town.
Soldiers guard the entrances to and from the town to check whether people entering the town are bringing in or out any suspicious or dangerous items.
After the inspection, Xia Qingyue and the others followed the crowd into the town. After walking a long way, they saw more and more houses along the way, and more and more people. This place was still a relatively remote suburb, a bit away from the center of the town. Although it was remote, there were many people and the market was close.
Chen Yuzhen said: "The main street has not been built yet, and there are few shops, including a clothing and cloth shop, a blacksmith shop, a grocery store, a bookstore and a restaurant.
There is a market on the east and west sides of the town. We are closer to the east market, so there are more people there than the west market."
After walking for the time it takes to stick of incense, they arrived at the East Market. When they entered from the entrance, they saw people coming and going, heard the enthusiastic and noisy shouting of hawkers, and the smell of fireworks filled their faces.
"Wow, it's so lively." Xia Qingyue was dazzled and overwhelmed.
They found the manager of the market and rented a stall for one day for thirty cents.
We arrived early and had a good location. They unloaded the honey jars and arranged them in rows.
They also brought a small stove, lit charcoal in the stove, put a jar of honey on it, and let the high temperature slowly melt the frozen honey so that people could see its quality more intuitively.
When it was almost done, Chen Yuzhen took a few jars of honey and put them in the backpack, "Qingyue, Zhibai, you sell it here, Xiaoyu and I will carry the honey to the owners to see if anyone wants to buy honey.
I see there is a lot of honey, it is not easy to point to one place to sell it, what if it is not selling well here, maybe it is selling well over there?"
Xia Qingyue and Han Zhibai watched them leave with gratitude.
Since they had brought a lot of equipment with them, she brought out two stools, gave one to him, and sat by the stove to keep warm. His hands were frozen and red and stiff.
"It looks so lively. I can smell the aroma of peanut sesame candy. It's almost the end of the year and people should be buying New Year goods. If we had known earlier, we would have made some candy to bring down."
As a man, he had plenty of yang energy, and his hands became warm after warming them for a while. He held her small hand with his big palm, passing the warmth to her.
"Yeah, the mountain is more lively than we thought."
A woman with a basket on her hand saw so many jars on their stall and stopped to watch curiously.
Han Zhibai said to the woman, "The sweet and delicious honey is all collected from the mountains. You can taste it before buying it."
The first customer came. Xia Qingyue wanted to fight for him, so she broke free from his hand and got up to greet the woman. She opened the honey jar on the stove and burned it for a while. The honey melted a little and sweet smoke wafted out.
The woman smelled the sweetness and swallowed a few times, then asked, "How much is it?"
As for the selling price of honey, Xia Qingyue and Han Zhibai had consulted the Li family yesterday. They often came to the town and had a better understanding of prices.
If you don't understand the situation clearly in advance, it won't be good to set the price too high or too low. It's best to set the price moderately based on the market price.
"There are big jars, medium jars, and small jars. The big jar has six liters (about 9 catties) and costs 6 coins. The medium jar has four liters ( catties) and costs coins. The small jar has two liters and costs coins. No matter which kind you buy, you will not be charged for the jars separately.
If you don’t need that much and want to buy less, the same price of 58 coins per liter will be applied, but you have to bring your own bowl to fill it.”
The past two years have been years of famine, with resources scarce. Also, in the first month of the lunar calendar, not many people have honey, so it's sold at fifty-eight cents a liter, which is considered cheap. Last year, when she went down the mountain to purchase for the first time, the same one liter of coarse salt cost seventy cents.
Sugar, like salt, is also divided into different qualities. Correspondingly, the better the quality, the more expensive it is. A liter of sugar that costs more than fifty coins is not as good as honey. It tastes not sweet enough, has a bitter aftertaste, and is not mellow.
Like other people who sell honey, most of them charge this price, and some charge even higher. However, no matter how much you buy, they will not give you a jar for free.
Those jars were made by Han Zhibai himself. With such craftsmanship, the smallest jar would cost about three cents to buy alone.
When the woman heard this, she thought it was too expensive and did not buy it.
Xia Qingyue and Han Zhibai were not discouraged. They followed the example of other stall owners and shouted out their wares loudly.
Gradually, more and more people came to the market.
If you calculate carefully, honey is more cost-effective than buying white sugar or brown sugar. After looking at the quality of the honey, some people took a bowl and bought half a pound or a pound of it.
Three people also bought small cans.
The sun is out, shining on people, even in their invisible hearts. Most stall owners' business is not very bright. People visiting the market don't have much money in their pockets. They see things they want, but cannot afford them. The gloom and depression hidden in their hearts are gradually swept away as the warm sunlight shines down, and smiles appear on their faces.
After shouting for a while, Xia Qingyue's throat became a little hoarse. She sat back on the stool and drank some water in the bamboo tube. Although it was cold, the cool water soothed the dry and itchy feeling in her throat.
Before coming, she and Han Zhibai had anticipated that sales might not be smooth, so they thought they would sell as much as they could.