"Who is the uncle you are talking about?" Qin Rui couldn't help but ask.
"I haven't reported it to Yibin yet, but my uncle is the princess's second uncle in Lujiazhuang, Changshan Prefecture. They moved their family to Linchuan to open a branch of Lujiazhuang in Linchuan." Zhao Mingyu said with a smile, "Because he is so talented.
It’s time to celebrate the Chinese New Year, and I hurriedly found a house to live in first, so I haven’t gone to the Marshal’s Mansion to greet Yi Bin yet. They plan to wait until everyone is settled before going to pay a visit to Yi Bin and the Marshal.”
"Ah? Second uncle and the others have come to Linchuan?" Qin Rui really didn't know about this, and Fu Mingyu didn't tell him in the letter. "I'm going to pay a visit later. But first, let's deal with the food matter.
It's solved. We have the manpower, all you have to do is prepare the food. As for... the money... you can calculate how much it will cost."
"The princess prepared these for the guest of honor. You don't have to pay for the guest of honor." Zhao Mingyu said with a smile. "The princess said that she would wait until the spring comes and the flowers bloom, and then she will dispose of them by herself after the guest of honor doesn't need them. In short, she will make up for the guest of honor."
The number of five thousand loads of grain."
Qin Rui was shocked and moved in his heart, but this shop belonged to Fu Mingyu. Although the two were now husband and wife, Qin Rui still felt bad about using Fu Mingyu's things.
"If not, tell me a price first so that I can have an idea." Qin Rui said.
"If it is purchased, a pound of polished rice will cost six cents, and a pound of millet will cost three cents. Now the selling price in Linchuan is ten, and you can set it yourself. In fact, one hundred kilograms of rice is a load. The rice sold in shops in the Ming Dynasty is
The price ranges from 12 to 16 yuan per pound, so this price adjustment is still within a reasonable range.