The shopkeeper was surprised when he heard this. He had never seen someone selling eggs like this before.
He glanced at the eggs in the bamboo basket in front of him, piled in golden straw. Each one was extremely clean, much better than what he saw in the kitchen now, with no chicken manure or mud on the outside.
Duan Mingjing saw that the shopkeeper was silent for a moment, and felt a little worried. Is it possible that people don't want eggs?
The shopkeeper: "Guest, please wait a moment. I'll call the chef in the kitchen to come and take a look."
After saying this, the shopkeeper walked out of the counter and went to the back kitchen to summon a shorter man.
"These are the eggs he wants to sell, take a look..." the shopkeeper said, gesturing to the eggs on the table.
They run a restaurant. On weekdays, many farmers come to sell their eggs, but few of them go through the front door. Most of them go to the back door to find the chef.
The shopkeeper took a look at Duan Mingjing's clothes. Although he was not wearing brocade clothes, he was a handsome man with a face like a crown jewel, eight feet tall, and a gentle manner. He was completely different from the poor people who came to sell things in the past, and he felt a lot more polite.
It's not that Duan Mingjing is a talented person! It's that he has been a young master for many years and has never worked hard. Even when the Duan family fell into ruin, he never went to farm. He always had meat and eggs to eat, and his complexion was naturally better than ordinary people.
Ordinary people work outside every day. Even if they can eat enough, they are not nutritionally adequate. Most of them are sallow and thin. Naturally, they are no better than those who can often eat meat. Anyone with a discerning eye can see the difference at a glance.
The chef in the back kitchen is named Zhang, and everyone around him calls him Zhang Dalang. Zhang Dalang has worked in the back kitchen for many years. Every day he has to go through his hands when buying and cooking food. If the food is not bought well, the food may be poor.
Up some.
The kitchen often collects eggs. People who sell eggs usually save them for a long time before selling them. There may be bad eggs or stale eggs hidden in the pile of eggs.
Having worked in the kitchen for many years, Zhang Dalang has rich experience in picking eggs.
Zhang Dalang glanced at Duan Mingjing, then at the eggs in the basket, rummaged through the basket for a while, and said, "It looks pretty good."
Duan Mingjing: "My eggs were all laid in the past few days. They are fine!"
Duan Mingjing is very confident in the chickens he raised.
Zhang Dalang was a little surprised when he heard this: "How many chickens does the guest have at home?"
This is the right person to ask. How could he not know that Duan Mingjing raises chickens every day?
Duan Mingjing said proudly, "One hundred and seventy-nine hens, two hundred and fifty roosters, and the newly hatched chicks..." At this point, Duan Mingjing was silent for a while, and then said, "
There are sixty or seventy ones that have just hatched, and there are still some that have not hatched..."
Chickens hatch out of their shells every day, and the number keeps increasing. There is no exact number, but there are a lot of chickens anyway.
The smile on the shopkeeper's face grew stronger, "The customers raise so many chickens!"
It is estimated that none of the wealthy households in Lantian County can surpass the person in front of me, and their wealth can also be imagined.
When it comes to raising chickens, the look on Duan Mingjing's face becomes much more vivid, "That's, after all, I raise... chickens raised by myself."
"I wonder how the customer plans to sell these eggs?" Zhang Dalang asked.
"I've never sold eggs before, so you can give them to me as you see fit!" Duan Mingjing said straightforwardly.
Duan Mingchen parked the carriage before entering the restaurant. As soon as he stepped through the wooden door, he heard Duan Mingjing say these words in front of the restaurant's counter.
Duan Mingchen:......
Can we still do this kind of business?
The shopkeeper and Zhang Dalang looked at each other, and they looked at each other. Not only did this man have a different demeanor than ordinary people, but his method of selling eggs was also quite heroic.
It's like, it's not here to make money.
They couldn't figure out the details of Duan Mingjing. They didn't know which family's young master was so hot-headed that he came out to sell eggs. They didn't dare to lower the price at will, and they didn't dare to give too much money.
I only reported a number for my duty.
"Guest, the eggs in the shop outside sell for thirty-three cents per pound. The prices in our store are about the same. If the eggs from our customers are fresh, they are one or two cents more expensive than those outside. What do you think?" the shopkeeper asked tentatively.
Duan Mingjing didn't care much about the gap of one or two cents, "How many eggs can you collect? I have a lot of chickens and they lay eggs every day. Can you collect them all?"
The shopkeeper thought for a while and reported the number. "We have many customers in the store and consume dozens of eggs every day. How about we charge you thirty eggs every day?"
Eight eggs are one catty, and thirty eggs are four catties. Duan Mingjing calculated in his mind for a while that he could earn five cents a day for more than one hundred cents!
Thirty days in a month is one hundred and fifty Wen!
Isn’t this salary higher than Duan Mingchen’s!
Duan Mingjing, who secretly settled the accounts in his mind, was a little happy. He cleared his throat and said, "Ahem, I have a lot of eggs. How about you charge more if they are cheaper for you?"
Cheaper? How cheap can it be?
Shopkeeper: "I wonder how much the customer plans to sell a pound?"
Duan Mingchen hurriedly said, "Second brother! This money is to be taken back to mother for living! After selling eggs and chickens, we still have to buy chicken food!"
Duan Mingjing was annoyed when he heard what Duan Mingchen said!
But if he sells for less money, how can he go back to work with his mother?
Duan Mingjing immediately calmed down, "Um, I still have a lot of little roosters at home, do you want them? If so, I can send some to you."
Although the shopkeeper was a little regretful, he still nodded and said, "If the customer wants it, just sell it."
Under Duan Mingchen's intervention, the business was finally concluded at a price of thirty-two cents per catty for eggs and thirty-two cents per catty for roosters. The eggs and chickens brought by Duan Mingjing were sold for more than two hundred cents in total.
This restaurant does not need many eggs and roosters. Sixty eggs and four roosters will be delivered every two days. After delivery, the price will be calculated based on the weight.
Although the business was successful, Duan Mingjing could not be happy.
After leaving the restaurant, he became dissatisfied with Duan Mingchen, "Why are you stopping me from selling eggs? If you can't sell them in the restaurant, who are you going to sell them to?"
Duan Mingchen: "If you can't sell it all in the county, you can sell it to others and sell it to Tongzhou."
“How can I sell it when it’s so far away from Tongzhou?”
It would take two days to come and go, who would take this trip? Duan Mingjing glanced at Duan Mingchen and made up his mind, he would not go!
At that time, he told his mother that he had to raise chickens every day and had no time to go to Tongzhou to sell eggs.
Duan Mingchen paused on the spot and said calmly: "Third brother has a way, I can let him come up with a solution!"
Duan Mingjing was a little angry when he heard his younger brother calling him Duan Mingqing's third brother. Is it his biological brother or Duan Mingqing's biological brother? Why do you say Duan Mingqing is so good every day?
There is also Duan Mingqing, who is mysterious and goes out early and comes back late all day long. Who knows what he is doing.
"Then let him go!" Duan Mingjing said with anger.
After saying this, he gradually came to his senses. His mother said that he would get a share of the eggs sold, even if it was only half a percent, it would be a lot of money in a month!
There are a lot of people in Tongzhou, so there must be a lot of restaurants where you can buy chickens and eggs! If Duan Mingqing is allowed to go, he will definitely make more money!
Broken! How can the chickens he worked so hard to raise make money for Duan Mingqing?
Duan Mingjing thought for a while, then held his breath and said, "I'll go too!"
Qiao Lan had expected that Lantian County would not be able to eat all the eggs, but Duan Mingjing was going to Tongzhou to sell eggs, which Qiao Lan had not expected.
When did her second son become so motivated?
"Do you really want to go?" Qiao Lan asked tentatively.
Duan Mingjing nodded in agreement, "Mom, my son wants to go. This chicken was raised by his son, so he must go and see it."