"Why does the whole city know that the Crown Princess has lost something?" Yan Yu didn't understand.
Yan Laoer also couldn't figure it out: "In other words, I would definitely have to investigate secretly. There is still the dignity of the palace here, and it wouldn't be nice for people to discuss it every day."
He shook his head and said, "If you can't figure it out, you'd better go back and talk to your uncle and let him make up his mind."
Yan Yu also sighed: "We originally thought about sending a message secretly, but it will be difficult to handle if the commotion is so big. If someone fails, they will arrest us as thieves."
Yan Laoer: "That's right, let's take a long-term view and let your uncle worry."
Yan Yu nodded fiercely and said with a smile: "It's great to have an uncle."
Yan Laoer felt the same way, and the two men smiled knowingly and left the market.
Yan Xiangheng received advice from his uncle and had his aunt watching over him. Selling mooncakes had its own rules. He could not learn from Yan Laoer's kind words, enthusiasm and sincerity, but he could be polite, patient and kind.
It is also very popular with aunties and sisters-in-law, and the mooncakes they bring are sold one after another.
Daya helped Yan Xiangheng by cutting the mooncakes for trial. Li Xuemei seemed to be doing nothing, but in fact she kept staring at the oil-paper bags on the oxcart. She knew exactly how much money her eldest nephew received and how many bags he gave out.
, and also to prevent someone from fishing in troubled waters and taking it secretly.
Yan Laoer and Yan Yu turned back. There were only a few packages of mooncakes left in the cart. He shouted loudly while driving the ox cart slowly.
Before reaching the city gate, all the mooncakes were sold out.
Yan Xiangheng admired his uncle to death.
"Cover it first, and then go out to the city gate again. The wealth will not be exposed, and it will look bad to others." Yan Laoer said.
Da Ya quickly covered the bundle of copper plates with the straw mat on the bullock cart.
After a car of people left Yongning City, Yan Yu happily counted and stringed together money.
There is no need for her to settle accounts this time. She has taught her eldest brother and eldest sister, so it is time for them to get started and practice more.
Look at her Fengnian brother, who is in charge of the accounts of the Boy Scouts and Cui Langzhong's family by himself, and he manages everything clearly.
It’s all due to a lot of practice.
Seeing her eldest nephew and eldest niece struggling with the cost of materials, Li Xuemei couldn't bear to look down on it and pointed out: "We'll discuss the cost when we get home. You can first calculate how much we sell this mooncake for a piece."
When the eldest nephew wiped away the packages of mooncakes he had taken away, Yan Laoer couldn't help but interject: "What I took away must also be counted and cannot be removed directly. These few copper coins that were undercharged will be taken from our actual work later."
The copper coins earned will be deducted from the money."
Afraid that they might not understand, Yan Laoer said again: "Okay, I will add the money to you when we get home, so that you won't have to deal with it."
Yan Xiangheng thought that he had done well in the arithmetic homework assigned to him by the waiter. He could quickly calculate the results of the so-called addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, but today's mooncake business taught him a good lesson.
Easier said than done.
Doing business is not a simple arithmetic problem. It must be based on reality and cannot miss any details. They made a mistake when they didn't write down how many mooncakes they tried. They could only work backwards from the money they received.
Going forward, they didn't even know how many mooncakes were brought out...
Yan Xiangheng looked at the waiter who had strung the copper plates together and showed them to his aunt with a smile, and asked her: "Waiter, how many mooncakes should we bring out?"
"Two hundred and sixty." Yan Yu replied without thinking.
Yan Xiangheng was convinced. He was indeed the little teacher who taught them arithmetic. He was amazing!
After returning home, Yan Xiangheng was fully suppressed by Lady Rong again.
Mrs. Rong clearly remembered the dosage of each material, and because she went to Daji, she knew the prices of various materials very well, so she wrote the unit price for them casually.
Yan Xiangheng's face turned a little red, and the young man secretly made up his mind to settle the account of the mooncakes.
After going to his father's room to ask about the price of oil paper.
Keep your head down and calculate.
When I finally handed it over to Yan Yu, I was very confident.
The eldest brother’s expectant eyes are so passionate.
Yan Yu ducked and lowered her head, hesitated for a moment, couldn't bear to hurt him, and returned the settlement paper to her father.
Yan Laoer didn't think much about it. He took it over and took a look and found something wrong.
"Eldest nephew, we have to count the copper coins we brought into the city. We went to Yongning City specifically to sell mooncakes today, so you have to add these coins as well."
Yan Xiangheng didn't expect that after so much care, there were still some omissions.
I almost had to find a crack in the ground and crawl in.
Li Xuemei couldn't see the two men working together to bully honest people, so she said: "Heng'er, don't listen to your uncle. Even if you don't go to the city to sell mooncakes, your uncle still has to go to various houses to give gifts. You can't save the money to go to the city. This time
It doesn’t matter if you add the pen or not.”
"Aunt, I understand. What uncle said is that I must pay attention next time." Yan Xiangheng said sheepishly.
After Yan Xiangheng left, Yan Yu frowned while holding the piece of paper.
"What's wrong? Is there anything wrong? No more!" Yan Laoer said.
Yan Yu: "No, it's just like what you said, dad, I really don't make much."
Yan Laoer chuckled and said: "Not only will Heng'er have a long memory, but you should also remember it in the future. Sometimes you can't just calculate the cost of materials, but you also have to include the cost of time. I heard your mother say that this
The money earned from the moon cakes has to be divided among Aunt Rong, and if you take half of it, how much do you earn from our family joining the battle?"
"What's given to Aunt Rong is mine!" Yan Yu said shamelessly.
"Haha! Then you can say that in front of your uncle." Yan Laoer said with a smile: "From our perspective, there is gold everywhere, and making money seems to be very simple, just like picking. In fact, it is wrong. Let's just say this
You know how to make mooncakes, they are delicious, you have the molds, and they are wrapped in oil paper, so why don’t we just make some money?"
Yan Yu: "I know, we sell it for 6 yuan for the same price as someone else for 4 yuan, and the other one comes in a gift box, so that one is more profitable."
Yan Laoer: "The low-end drives volume and the high-end makes profits. Look, how well they do this business. Another thing you have overlooked is that they have been running the business for generations, and the whole family is pointing to this."
There is no such thing as a thorough study of the art of cooking.
If you want to do this, you have to invest more energy. Therefore, we can't make all the money and be too distracted. We can just give it to our family and understand it. The rest is just a casual way to earn a few.
, don’t take it too seriously.”
After Yan Laoer finished teaching his daughter, he went out triumphantly.
Yan Yu couldn't help complaining: "Mom, tell me if the person who is most interested in money in our family is dad, and he has the nerve to talk about me."
Li Xuemei pursed her lips and smiled, "You two weigh half a catty or six ounces, which is about the same."
She pointed outside, "Is your father looking for your uncle?"
Yan Yu jumped up instantly and got off the kang quickly.
Tiptoeing out.
When dad came to see his uncle, he must be talking about the caisson.
Li Xuemei watched her daughter squatting naturally under the window. After a while, she realized what she was doing, knocked on the door gently, and was successfully called in. She smiled and frowned.
