Chapter 176： The festival has not been beaten, but it has been beaten

Chapter 176

In order to show that he is not a person who only makes trouble, it is still useful, Qixun said: "I will cook today's meal."

Lingsu went to the county town to help Aunt Wu prepare the dim sum shop, and has been away from home these two days.

Brother Monkey, who was very worried about Qixun's cooking, quickly objected: "Don't, I'll do the cooking. You go to choose the place to dig the hole first, and I'll find someone. Wait for someone to come and work directly, no Delay my cooking."

Qixun pouted, is it so bad for me to cook?

If you don’t do it, you won’t do it, I’m not willing to do it yet.

But she didn't dare to be arrogant when she asked for others. When Brother Monkey went out to find someone, she snorted and came out of the house, only to see the little white tiger in the sun on the rocking chair in the courtyard. Woolen cloth.

Qi Xun was very upset when he saw it, and he enjoyed little things. He ate and slept all day, so far he didn't recognize a few words.

Qi Xun picked up the little white tiger and taught him a lesson: "Gong Yuchun, Gong Yuchun, you are an idle tiger, you know how to sleep if you don't do anything, let me tell you, our family doesn't raise idle people, no, idle Tiger, from today onwards, you have to work too. You have to earn your food expenses."

Having said this, Qixun said "Hey": "When my family was busy reclaiming wasteland, how could I forget you? You are only a master tiger, and pulling a plow is not better than an old scalper? Why didn't you think of it, let Are you going to plow?"

Little White Tiger: ! ! !

It is also a cultural tiger that has watched many videos. It is not an uninformed tiger, and has become a loyal fan of animal protection organizations. I deeply think that it should also be a rare protection object that is on the verge of extinction, and can definitely be listed as a national special class. Protect the beast.

However, Gongyu Xiaoxun, this hateful human, even wanted it to work.

"A tiger or a baby tiger! You abuse children!"

Unfortunately, Qixun couldn't understand its tiger language and did not accept the refutation.

But the little thing was roaring, and Qixun knew it was protesting, and hummed: "You speak a foreign language, no one in the family understands except the second brother, it's not me talking about you, Gong Yuchun, no one understands you. Don't worry about it? You said that if you learn more characters, you can read and write, wouldn't it be very convenient for communication? If you want to say something, take a pen and write it on the paper, and then lift the paper, we will know your What do you mean? It’s scary to be uneducated! I will never let you become a nine-leaf fish. Our family is a literate person. After you are more literate and can write, I will ask Xiaowu to make you a beautiful little purse, put small pieces of paper and charcoal in it, and hang it around your neck. If you need to speak, take it out. The paper and the pen officer wrote it down with a swirl of swirls, how arrogant is that?"

Thinking about the way Little White Tiger was writing, Qixun couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Lingyu, who came to look for the little white tiger, rolled her eyes when she heard the conversation between the two.

She hadn't opened her mouth yet, Qixun knew she was an arrogant, so she said, "Xiao Wu, it's not my sister who said you, Xiao Baihu is Gong Yuchun, not Gongyu stupid, other people's beasts are smart, and the result is You haven't taught anything yet, so your teaching level is not good."

When you taught Xiangling to learn poetry, didn't you teach it well?

didn't wait for Lingyu to open his mouth after he finished speaking, and ran away in a hurry.

Lingyu: . But he was scolded before he did it!

you are vicious!

Lingyu hugged the little white tiger angrily and went into the room to go to class.

Xiao Baihu looked in pain: Why is it always me who gets hurt?

The homework of human beings is really too difficult!

Tigers are hard. People are tough.

Qi Xun, who ran out to find a suitable place for composting in the field, ran into Uncle Lu who came to look for her as soon as she was discharged from the hospital.

"Xiao Xun, this batch of grass paper has been made. I weighed it. It is more than 600 jin in total. The quality is better than the first time. What should I do with the paper?"

so much?

"Sell it, Uncle Lu, if you don't have a way, why don't you entrust it to Brother Lingqi and let him sell it on his behalf. Let's save trouble."

Uncle Lu thought it was good, the straw paper was made, but there was still papyrus to deal with. He was planning to deal with this batch of straw paper and started work. Let Lingqi sell it on your behalf, and save yourself having to worry about sales.

"What price should we set?"

Since Uncle Lu said that the quality is better than the last one, it must be far better than those on the market.

Brother Lingqi’s shop is in a residential area, so it’s okay to sell straw paper. Originally, his target customers were mostly housewives and children.

As for the price, she did this originally to solve her family's toilet paper problem, but she also wanted to benefit the public.

Although there are straw paper on the market, but to be honest, it is really not affordable for ordinary people. Don't talk about other places, just talk about the Yanjia Village with good conditions, how many are willing to use straw paper in the toilet? Major events are basically solved by soil lumps, stone flakes, and tree leaves.

Not to mention the experience.

But if the price is set too low, it will touch the interests of others.

Qixun frowned.

If people buy because of high cost, it is understandable, but the truth is that it is not the paper itself that is valuable, but the relative monopoly of papermaking skills.

If she sets the price of the papyrus to be similar to others, what about the papyrus and other papers for writing in the future? Is the price similar to others? What's the point of her making paper? Wouldn't it benefit underprivileged scholars while using their own paper?

If this is the reason, you will not be afraid of offending people.

In the two choices of offending the manufacturer and winning the favor of scholars all over the world, she naturally chose the latter.

Today, milled rice is only five or six cents a pound, but a pound of grass paper sells for about a hundred cents a pound. Of course, the grass is light and light, and a pound of paper actually contains a lot of paper, but ordinary people can’t save it for a year. With a few dollars, who is willing to spend a hundred and ten cents to buy straw paper to solve the major problems of life?

After he figured it out, Qixun said: "Let's set the retail price at forty cents a pound. If Brother Lingqi sells it, he will have to give him a little profit margin, and give him a wholesale price of thirty cents. I think this The price, Brother Lingqi should be able to accept, the interest of ten cents per pound is not too low."

Uncle Lu calculated, at this price, this batch of papyrus could earn about twenty taels of silver.

gave Qixun 30%, and he could still drop around 1452. This is just straw paper, and I don't make much of it. There will be writing paper in the future, and he has made two batches of straw paper, and he can make another batch in a few days.

If it is calculated like this, even if it is not handed over to the clan, the annual profit must be at least two or three hundred taels of silver.

And the cost of raw materials, there is almost no money, the real cost is actually his labor cost.

It can be seen how profitable papermaking is.

But Uncle Lu was still a little worried: "Although this price will benefit the people, I'm afraid there will be no less trouble in the future."

Do you have trouble doing anything?

(end of this chapter)