Nie Ling'er couldn't help but be overjoyed, because the soy sauce in front of her far exceeded her expectations.

I originally thought that the current craftsmanship was not sophisticated enough, and the brewing skills of brewers could not produce as mellow soy sauce as that of later generations. However, the taste of the soy sauce in front of me was almost the same as that of later generations.

"How's it going, baby, does this soy sauce smell good?" The old man looked at Nie Ling'er's expression and knew that she was very satisfied, and his tone of voice was also a little proud.

Nie Ling'er certainly didn't hesitate to praise her. The fact that she could find such good-tasting soy sauce was just a blind cat encountering a dead mouse.

"Uncle, this soy sauce has a mellow taste and a very obvious sweet aroma. It is really the best." Nie Ling'er said.

The old man's eyes lit up when he heard this. This girl was poorly dressed and average-looking, but she didn't expect to be an expert in soy sauce.

He has been selling soy sauce at the market in Changling Town for several years, but no one appreciates this ancestral brewing technique. People who come to buy soy sauce from him are just looking for a bargain, and no one cares about the quality of his soy sauce.

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Seeing Nie Ling'er now, the old man felt as if he was seeing a close friend. He felt a little excited and started talking more: "My ancestors were from Tong County, Chengbei City, Qi Dynasty. It was once the capital of soy sauce. Later, the city was massacred by floods.

People are running around to survive, and I don’t know how many of the craftsmen who make soy sauce are left.”

"It's really rare for a girl like you to know how to distinguish soy sauce at such a young age."

Nie Ling'er knew nothing about the Chengtong County the old man mentioned, but she did not doubt what the old man said. This brewing process was passed down from ancestors.

"Uncle, how much does this jar of soy sauce cost you?" Nie Ling'er asked.

"Forty cents." The old man said.

Of course, these forty cents are just soy sauce money, not including the jar.

Forty coins is more than half of the principal, but Nie Ling'er knows that the price is actually very cheap. It is a full jar, and it is high-quality soy sauce, which is nearly 40% cheaper than the inferior soy sauce from the grain and oil store.

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I couldn't help but start thinking about how to distribute the remaining money after buying this jar of soy sauce.

"Girl, what are you going to do with this jar you just bought?" The old man seemed to see that Nie Ling'er was short of money, so he couldn't help but take the initiative to ask.

On weekdays, everyone comes to buy soy sauce from him, usually by the bottle. Very few people buy a whole jar at once.

Seeing that Nie Ling'er was not dressed like someone from a wealthy family or a restaurant, the old man felt suspicious.

When Nie Ling'er heard this, she didn't hide it, so she told the old man the truth about her situation, because in Nie Ling'er's heart, she would definitely cooperate with this old man in the future, because she believed that there would be no one in Changling Town who was better than him.

Their soy sauce is better.

So since we plan to cooperate for a long time, there is no need to hide our situation.

After hearing Nie Ling'er's words, the old man couldn't help but think for a moment, and finally said: "Baby, if that's the case, how about I give you this jar of soy sauce on credit first?"

When Nie Ling'er heard this, she couldn't help but look startled. Before she could speak, the old man continued: "I think I am destined to you. I have been here in Changling Town for more than ten years, and this is the first time I have met someone as knowledgeable as you."

Although I make a living by making soy sauce, I still hope that the people who buy it really think it is delicious, not because it is cheap."

"Baby, do you understand what uncle means?"

Nie Ling'er swallowed back the words she wanted to refuse and nodded: "Uncle, I understand what you mean, but we just met by chance. Aren't you afraid that you gave me this jar of soy sauce on credit and I won't pay you back?"<

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"Haha..." The old man couldn't help laughing when he heard the words, then looked at Nie Ling'er and said: "It's just a jar of soy sauce. If you really plan to sell pickles, you must not be without my soy sauce. Could it be that you are just a mere jar of soy sauce?"

Forty cents, will you always go to the grain and oil store to buy that seventy cents a jar of soy sauce?"

The old man has already figured it out for Nie Linger.

So not only Nie Ling'er thought of long-term cooperation, this old man obviously also saw business opportunities.

Since the two of them understood each other tacitly, Nie Ling'er didn't show any pretense and nodded with a smile: "Uncle, Ling'er will thank you. Don't worry, when I make money from the first batch of pickles, I will give them to you as soon as possible.

I’ll give you back the money for the soy sauce.”

The old man also smiled: "Since I dare to give you credit, I trust you."

Nie Xuan was listening to the two of them talking, but he didn't expect his sister to foolishly lend a jar of soy sauce on credit.

No, it’s not my sister, it’s him who was confused and didn’t understand the situation.

It wasn't until Nie Ling'er asked him to get some soy sauce from an oil bottle that he came back to his senses.

When she went out, Nie Ling'er asked Nie Xuan to carry all the oil bottles that could be used at home, just to buy soy sauce. She didn't know if the soy sauce in this jar could be filled.

"Don't go to such trouble. If you can move it, just take this jar with you. Just bring it back to me when you come back to town. I'll be here every day." The old man saw this and said.<

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This is very good and saves a lot of trouble.

"Uncle, let's bring the car over later," Nie Ling'er said.

This soy sauce thing was an unexpected surprise. It went so smoothly from the beginning. Meeting such a good person like Uncle Soy Sauce made Nie Ling'er even more confident.

With the biggest expense saved, Nie Ling'er has enough copper to buy other seasonings.

"How much?"

In the pottery shop, Nie Ling'er looked shocked.

The shopkeeper repeated without raising his eyes: "The small one is eighty cents, the big one is one hundred and twenty cents!"

Nie Ling'er blinked, my dear, these jars for pickling are so expensive, one is as much as the price of a pot.

Forgive her for her ignorance, but she still thought about buying three or four, but she ended up not being able to afford even one coin.

Sure enough, I still don’t know enough about the prices here. Many things are much more expensive than expected.

"Sister, you can borrow some from someone in the village who has a sauce vat. Everyone has one or two of these." Nie Xuan immediately suggested.

Nie Ling'er nodded when he heard this. This is a good idea and the only way at the moment.

I didn’t buy the jar, but I bought all the seasonings, and the soy sauce was on credit. Nie Ling’er was quite satisfied with this shopping trip to town.

In the evening, Nie Yong borrowed a bullock cart, and the three of them went to the old man to get some soy sauce and went directly back to Shijie Village.

After returning home, Nie Ling'er did not sit idle, but started making it immediately.

She needed to make the first batch of pickles famous, so Nie Ling'er decided to make a variety that was not available in Hou's pickles.

Spicy cabbage, sugar garlic, garlic eggplant!
Chapter completed!