The place where my heart goes to farming

After the woman left, Qin Ming looked at Cen Le again, and asked with a half-smile, "Brother Cen, do you think the price I quoted is too high?"

Cen Le wanted to say that it was indeed tall.

The few accessories he made, after deducting the labor cost, the rope and jade beads together cost less than [-] Wen.

But as soon as Qin Ming opened his mouth, it was two taels of silver, which increased several times, and the poor could spend less than two taels a year, so how could it not be expensive.

Although Cen Le didn't answer, Qin Ming understood his thoughts at a glance, and couldn't help but shook his head, "Brother Cen is indeed an honest person, but in business, being honest is not necessarily a good thing. If you are too honest, you will lose money." Own."

Poured a cup of tea for Cen Le himself, Qin Ming looked at Cen Le, and said slowly: "Brother Cen, let me ask you, these pieces of jewelry you brought are unique? No matter how much money you have, you can’t buy it at all?”

In short, rare things are expensive.

Qin Ming didn't say this truth clearly. He believed that Cen Le could figure it out by himself. If Cen Le still couldn't figure it out, he should reconsider whether to cooperate.

Cen Le understands the truth that rare things are valuable, but he was a little surprised at the exorbitant price. He originally thought about selling it for three or four hundred silver, but it was already a lot.

Of course, he also understood Qin Ming's kind suggestion, so after humbly accepting it, he wrote on the paper: "Thank you, Young Master Qin, I understand."

Seeing that Cen Le understood, Qin Ming nodded in satisfaction, "Brother Cen, you must remember that the jewelry you make now is unique, and the price of unique things will never be low."

Cen Le nodded slightly.

Qin Ming smiled, and said again: "By the way, the cooperation that Brother Cen mentioned earlier doesn't have to wait for another day. I promise to cooperate with you. I will write a contract later, and you can sign it." After finishing speaking, he asked Ah Zhu to get a pen and paper.

From the undisguised love of the talented woman just now, Qin Ming saw the prospect of weaving jewelry. Although its method is indeed simple, as long as it takes more effort in materials and styles, even if someone learns it later, there will be more. Nor will it be worthless.

No one would be foolish to extrapolate such a stable profit without loss.

Soon, Ah Zhu brought the pen and paper.

After taking the pen and paper, Qin Ming thought carefully for a while, then picked up the pen and roughly wrote down a contract. After finishing writing, he was the first to sign and press his fingerprints before handing it to Cen Le.

Cen Le took a look at the contract, saw clearly the terms above, and found that Qin Mingli's payment was not only fair, but some of it was actually more beneficial to him, so he couldn't help but look up at Qin Ming, the surprise in his eyes was beyond words.

Qin Mingdao: "Mu Chen is my benefactor, since he chose to hand over the jade pendant to you, he regards you as a close friend and trusts you very much, so I also trust you, and I am also willing to make more friends like you, as a friend , I can't take advantage of you."

With a generous smile, Qin Ming handed over the two taels of silver he just earned to Cen Le, smiled and continued: "Giving these silvers to you is considered my sincerity, from now on Brother Cen just treats me as a friend That is, if anyone needs help, feel free to come to me.”

Cen Le was very poor, and was really short of silver, so he didn't pretend to be noble, but he didn't take the two taels of silver directly, but planned to exchange it for jade of the same value, and used it as an embellishment when weaving jewelry.

So, he wrote down his thoughts on paper and told Qin Ming.

Qin Ming smiled, "Of course you can. Whatever Brother Cen wants, you can take it yourself."

"Thank you." After thanking Cen Le, he signed the contract and pressed his fingerprints, and then led by A Zhu, he searched for the jade he needed in the shop.

Cen Le stopped and went, choosing repeatedly, finally chose a few jade pendants, asked for a few agates, and finally asked for some jade beads as before.

This time, he not only bought small ones, but also bought a lot of big ones.

After choosing the things he needed, Cen Le bid farewell to Qin Ming, and he wanted to go shopping again and buy some necessities.

It was still early when he left Qin's Jade Ware. It was just noon. Cen Le looked up at the sky and roughly estimated the time based on the position of the sun. After thinking about it, he walked towards a clothing store not far away.

When he was helping Mu Chen mend his clothes before, he found that Mu Chen's clothes were almost torn, and every piece had traces of mending. However, Mu Chen was in short supply, and he always wore them back and forth, reluctant to change them, and some clothes were already worn. There was only a thin layer left, which could not keep out the cold at all, so he was going to make a few sets of clothes for Mu Chen, and by the way, he also needed to make two sets for himself.

Mu Chen's kindness to him was too great, and he really didn't know how to repay him, so he could only try to do more things for Mu Chen.

What's more, the new year is coming, and the new year has a new atmosphere, and new clothes always look more festive.

Walking into the clothing store, Cen Le glanced at the cheapest linen, chose a black cloth, a gray cloth, and a blue cloth from the cheap and good quality cotton cloth, and asked for a soft ruler and needle and thread , A total of three hundred Wen was spent.

The shopkeeper originally didn't entertain much because of Cen Le's poor attire, and was a little bit ignorant, but when he saw Cen Le spending three hundred cash without blinking his eyes, he immediately changed his face and became enthusiastic.

After leaving the tailor shop, Cen Le went to North Street again.

Cen Le wanted to go to North Street to buy some paper and make a small notebook to keep on his body so that he could communicate with others.

If he wants to make money, he must communicate with people. Writing is the only way he can communicate with people, but here is not as modern as there is no portable paper and pen. , He used up all the ones from Mu Chen's house, so he wanted to buy them.

North Street and West Street are not too far away, Cen Le arrived after walking for half an hour.

There are many talented people in the south of the Yangtze River, but in Suzhou City, North Street is a place where literati gather. There are many students dressed as scholars on the road, but there are also many students from poor families, so it is not uncommon for Cen Le to walk in this dress So abrupt.

Cen Le watched all the way, and finally entered a shop called "Wenxuanzhai" on North Street.

The shop was a bit deserted, without a single customer, the shopkeeper was sitting behind the counter chatting in every possible way, yawning with half-closed eyes, when he saw Cen Le enter the door, he immediately opened his eyes and greeted with great enthusiasm: "Guest officer, what do you need? "

Cen Le pointed to the paper placed in front of the counter.

It took some time to understand what Cen Le meant, and the shopkeeper took out several different types of paper and put them in front of Cen Le for him to choose.

Cen Le lowered his head and looked at each kind of paper repeatedly. After some comparison, he chose the most suitable paper for writing, and then asked the shopkeeper to help him cut it into small sheets, cover them with a cover, and add borders. Make several small notebooks.

After finishing, Cen Le paid the money and thanked the shopkeeper, then walked out of the shop.

After shopping all morning, Cen Le was a little hungry. When passing by a restaurant, he smelled the smell of food, and his stomach growled.

Cen Le doesn't have much money left, but there are still a lot of places where he needs to use it. Now he can't wait to spend one penny as two pennies, so although his index finger is hooked by the scent and his stomach is rumbling, is there any? I walked in, but after leaving North Street, I spent some time walking to the entrance of East Street, then sat down at a noodle stall and ordered a bowl of Yangchun noodles.

The noodles were delivered quickly.

Cen Le drank the soup first, then lowered his head and began to eat the noodles. Suddenly, another person sat down in front of him with malicious eyes.

The author has something to say: Setting: One or two = 1000 texts = 1 string (hang) = 10 money.

Then, the end of the last chapter was slightly changed, and Sanliang was changed to Two Liang.

Well, above.

Then see you tomorrow, good night!

ps: Thank you reader for the nutrient solution x10 for "the weight has not changed today", and the nutrient solution for the reader "dream bird" x5.