Supernatural: I have a small world

Xiaoyun came to deliver breakfast to Sun Cheng. Her family steamed a lot of steamed buns last night.

In the south, there are significantly fewer people eating pasta than in the north.

Shangxiang Town is located in Guangxi Province, adjacent to Guangdong Province, and only more than 200 kilometers away from Hunan Province. This is an out-and-out southern region.

So eating noodles here, especially steamed buns, is quite rare.

Early in the morning, Xiaoyun packed five or six buns from home and sent them to Sun Cheng.

Sun Cheng looked at the steamed buns brought by the girl.

He didn't know that the girl must have woken up early in the morning to heat the buns for him.

Feeling warm in his heart, he was about to open his mouth to tease his prospective daughter-in-law who had never been married.

At this moment, shouts came from outside the shop.

"Boss, bring me thirty catties of sweet potato noodles!"

As soon as he heard that his grain store had just opened, he immediately came to business.

Sun Cheng could only apologize to Xiaoyun, then immediately changed his smiling face, and went up to take the bag of noodles brought by the other party: "Here we come, boss!"

This era is really particular about all kinds of things, and he can't help but do as the Romans do.

For example, the first business after getting up early and opening the door, if it is completed, it is called a good start.

If it cannot be done, or if there is a quarrel with the client, it is what the old people often say that the God of Wealth has not opened his eyes.

Some superstitious merchants even immediately put a stick of incense on the enshrined Wenwu God of Wealth to ask the God of Wealth to open his eyes.

The reason why Sun Cheng's Sun Ji grain store was able to have customers come to it as soon as it opened.

Relying on a high quality and low price, and never short of catty and small amount.

He quickly scooped out ten spoonfuls of sweet potato flour from a large jar filled with some dark yellow sweet potato flour, and weighed it in front of the guest.

No more, no less, exactly thirty catties!

The guest was just about to pick up the noodle bag when Sun Cheng dug another full spoonful from the noodle jar and poured it directly into the noodle bag without weighing it.

The guest's face was filled with smiles immediately, and he gave him a thumbs up: "The shopkeeper's business is very generous, yes, I will give you 450 Wen, and you can count it!"

He handed over a handful of copper coins, the so-called copper coins.

Copper coins have been the most commonly used metal currency in the Xia Kingdom since ancient times, and there is no such thing.

Even though it is the end of the Qing Dynasty, copper coins are still the most important currency in this country.

The handful of copper coins handed over by the guest included Jiaqing, Daoguang, and Xianfeng Tongbao issued by the Qing court in the early years.

There are also Guangxu copper coins issued by foreigners after the currency reform in recent years.

Sun Cheng took a few coins and looked at them, making sure that they were all real money.

The Xia Kingdom has used copper to make money since ancient times. After thousands of years, even though the country was full of rich copper mines in the past.

The ancients continued to mine for thousands of years, and it was almost consumed.

At the end of the Qing Dynasty, the country wanted to make money.

In addition to recycling the previous copper coins and melting them and pouring new coins, the only way to spend a lot of real money is to purchase from overseas with foreign firms.

Because of severe copper shortage, coupled with the domestic turmoil in the late Qing Dynasty.

As a result, many local tyrants privately minted coins, including "bad coins" or even "fake coins" with a serious shortage of copper.

Sun Cheng took a few glances. Among the coins handed over by the guest, the largest denominations were two Guangxu Yuanbao worth two hundred Wen.

Seeing that the money was all right, he smiled and cupped his hands: "They are all regular customers. Boss Zhang, you should visit my business often."

The man he called Boss Zhang was actually just a middle-aged man in rough clothes with a pale, yellow complexion.

But being complimented by Sun Cheng, he suddenly felt radiant.

In addition, he felt that he was taking advantage of it, so he smiled and said a few polite words in a hurry.

So he carried a 30-jin flour bag on his back and left in a hurry.

Yang Xiaoyun endured it for a long time, bit her lip when the guest was far away, and stepped forward to scold him: "Cousin, you are serving more sweet potato noodles to others. You have to earn less money every day." How much!"

Although she is kind-hearted, she still knows the price very well.

The price of wheat flour in other grain shops in the town was generally around [-] Wen a catty in the past two years.

Because Shangxiang Township is located in the south, the output of rice is slightly higher than that of wheat.

Therefore, the price of wheat flour sold here is even more expensive than the price of newly listed rice.

And in the past two years, the Qing court has been at war with France at the border.

There are now a large number of troops stationed in Guangxi Province, and all local and state governments have to purchase regularly, and even forcibly collect food and grass to support the front line.

All these things have been combined, and the price of food in Guangxi Province has soared in the past two years.

The closer the place is to the Annan border, the higher the price of food has risen. It is said that in some places it has risen two or three times.

Sun Cheng is in the grain store business, so he naturally knows the way inside.

He knew that here in Shangxiang Township, in previous years, old rice was about 25 yuan a catty, and new rice was about [-] yuan.

Although the price may not be the same for each family, the fluctuation will not exceed two Wen per catty.

However, Shangxiang Township is also in Guangxi Province. Although it is far away from the front line, it will inevitably be affected.

The price of food in Shangxiang town has been quietly rising since the end of the previous year.

Last year, it increased by [-]%, and this year, on the basis of last year's grain price, it increased by another [-]%.

The sweet potato flour sold in Sun Cheng's store, also known as sweet potato noodles in the mouth of customers, was only [-] cents a catty when he first started selling it in Shangxiang Township a few years ago.

The crop of sweet potato has a high yield, but it is only because it was brought from overseas for too short a time.

In addition, the Qing Dynasty had not yet started industrialization, so the planting and utilization rate of sweet potatoes was far lower than that of traditional grains.

In the beginning, Sun Cheng didn't want to raise the price. After all, he also knew how difficult the life of the Chinese people was in those hundreds of years from the prosperity of sweet potatoes announced by the Qing court to the establishment of the new Great Xia Kingdom.

Sun Cheng doesn't mind helping more people when he is capable.

Only later, in the face of all the grain shops in the entire upper township, the price increased.

In his previous life, Sun Cheng, who ate and sold this bowl of food, also knew that if he continued not to raise prices, he would inevitably be squeezed out and suppressed by his peers.

So Sun Cheng raised the price by a penny at the beginning of last year.

Later, he raised it two more times, and finally raised it to fifteen cents a catty.

Although the price increase is not high, it has also increased the price after all.

In this way, even if others doubt it, Sun Cheng can still use sweet potatoes with high yield and low price, and most people are not used to eating sweet potatoes to prevaricate.

However, although the price of the sweet potato series products in the grain shop has increased, Sun Cheng will always give more.

It can be regarded as forcibly flattening the increased price again, and it is still sold at a price of about twelve cents.

"hey-hey!"

Sun Cheng was dismissed by his cousin for a few words, but he just smiled.

But in his heart, he also became happy: "Silly girl, you don't know how much money I make in this business!"

Then coaxed Xiaoyun a few words, this girl is really thin-skinned.

After a while, Sun Cheng blushed her pretty face, lowered her head shyly, and was about to leave.

Chapter 003

Xiaoyun's family also runs a business, but it's just a small handicraft business.

Uncle Yang is a carpenter who is good at making wooden boxes for people.

Although you can't talk about making money every day on weekdays, at least you don't have to worry about food and drink.

You must know that the wooden box has been one of the most important furniture in the Xia Kingdom for thousands of years since its birth.

It can place various items during long-distance transportation to better save space in the transportation vehicle.

At the same time, many families also use wooden boxes to store seasonal clothes, bedding, and even food, candies, cakes, and valuables.

So Xiaoyun's family has this handicraft, and I dare not say that they will be rich, at least in this era, they can barely be considered a well-off family.

According to Sun Cheng's estimation, his family is busy all year round, and it is not a problem to save twenty or so yuan.

Although the price of food in the villages and towns has skyrocketed in the past two years, Xiaoyun still takes care of her family, and her quality of life has not been affected much.

"Wait, Xiao Yun!"

Yang Xiaoyun's mother is the younger sister of Sun Cheng's cheap mother in this life, so he and Yang Xiaoyun are cousins.

In the era he traveled to, it would take another half a century before the establishment of the new Great Xia Kingdom that shines thousands of miles away.

Therefore, it is still a very common and common thing for domestic cousins ​​to get married.

Although Sun Cheng didn't know how he snatched the fiancée of the male protagonist Zhu Dachang in [Scary people].

But such a beautiful and docile cousin who also knows how to serve others.

He is not willing to let it go, so naturally he has to please his future father-in-law more often before getting married.

After calling Xiaoyun to stop, Sun Cheng took out an oiled paper bag from the cupboard in the corner of the shop.

He quickly walked to a ceramic basin on the side, picked up some sweet potato candy, and weighed it to feel that it should weigh two catties.

It's not that Sun Cheng is reluctant to give more, but that sugar is too valuable in this day and age, and people don't dare to take it if they give it too much.

But he quickly rummaged from the side and took out a jar of sweet potatoes weighing three catties, and handed them to Xiaoyun together.

"Here, take the sugar home and give it to your aunt and your brother to taste. I just boiled it last night. Although this jar of sweet potato roast is only three catties, I have aged it for two years. Time, but drinking too much will hurt your body, let uncle drink less every time!"

Sugar and wine are out-and-out luxuries in this era, although this sweet potato sugar is not as good as the white cane sugar produced by foreigners.

But it's healthier and cheaper.

Moreover, Sun Cheng is also full of confidence in the sweet potato roast he brewed.

Although the wine made from sweet potatoes is not a high-end wine in the eyes of wine lovers in China, the brewing cost is very low.

The sweet potatoes that have been in the cellar for two years are usually sold at a price of ninety yuan and one tael.

The same is in short supply, and it is the treasure of many alcoholics in the town.

Sun Cheng's prospective daughter-in-law hasn't passed the door yet, but her elbows have already started to turn towards Sun Cheng.

Seeing that he was going to bring things home by himself again, although I was happy in my heart, I also felt sorry for him.

"Cousin, don't bring me any more things. Keep it for yourself and sell it, it's worth a lot of money!"

Sun Cheng saw that there were customers on the street outside, thinking that he would get busy soon.

Immediately glaring at her, the voice became a little higher: "I respect my future father-in-law, mother-in-law, and brother-in-law, is there a problem?"

Xiaoyun's face turned red again, and she exchanged a glance with him, her eyes immediately dodged, and her voice was as quiet as a mosquito's.

"Then...then, I listen to you!"

After finishing speaking, he picked up the things he handed over, blushed and left.

"Hey, you can eat it in three months at most!"

After seeing off the shy little girl, Sun Cheng glanced around at his own grain store, with a wider smile on his face.

His Sun Ji Grain Shop, although it has the signboard of the Grain Shop.

However, the commodities bought and sold are not the traditional grains such as rice, wheat, sorghum, and millet that are common in China today, but various sweet potatoes with higher yields.

From fresh sweet potatoes, sweet potato leaves, to dried sweet potatoes after washing and drying.

From sweet potato flour, sweet potato vermicelli, sweet potato noodles, sweet potato jelly, to sweet potato sugar made from sweet potatoes, brewed sweet potato wine, sweet potato vinegar and so on.

As long as it is related to sweet potatoes, Sun Cheng's grain store has everything that one expects to find.

Even in a corner of the grain shop, Sun Cheng steamed more than a dozen cages of sweet potato steamed buns and cooked several large pots of sweet potato porridge every day.

The Wotou sold in his shop costs three pennies, and the sweet potato porridge can be drunk for one penny, and can be refilled after drinking.