The farmhouse's fierce wife is the master of the house

Chapter 288 It's rare to know how to write
Ye Xiangchun observed the words and expressions, and probably knew what the second shopkeeper was worried about, and also knew that there was no reason to ask for help for no reason.

What's more, I still hold the refined salt business in my hands, and the second shopkeeper is also afraid that he will give the good goods to others.

Ye Xiangchun said: "Don't worry, shopkeeper, I will definitely cooperate with you first in this refined salt business. Within your needs and if my ability allows, I will supply you first. The price will not change at will, unless The price of official salt has increased, and the price will only increase when my cost has to increase."

After listening to the second shopkeeper, he looked at Ye Xiangchun carefully and smiled.Said: "It is said that people should not be judged by their appearance. I thought it was not easy for Miss Ye to come out to do business because she was young. I didn't expect that you are well-versed in business. I have been a shopkeeper for seven years, and I can hardly be regarded as able to follow It's on your mind."

Ye Xiangchun hurriedly said: "I'm a responsible person, but I don't really know how to do business. I just think that it's okay to make an agreement on the situation that I think about in advance, and do my best to do what others have to do. That's fine. "

"That's right." The second shopkeeper gave a thumbs up and said, "Business is all about making sense. My ugly words are up front, and Miss Ye just don't be ungrateful for profit. As for the matter of collecting grain you mentioned, I will definitely give you the best rice line in the room."

Sure enough, the second shopkeeper handled the affairs properly, flipped through a booklet, and wrote another letter.

Then he handed it to Ye Xiangchun and said, "I am familiar with the shopkeeper of this rice store. I have cooperated with business before, and he is a very trustworthy person. But I can't be sure what price he will receive. After all, there is a On the first floor, I don't care about other people's rice shops."

"Thank you second shopkeeper." Ye Xiangchun accepted the letter.

The second shopkeeper said again: "I agreed to all the conditions proposed by Miss Ye, and I also did the matchmaking. Let's talk about this first business."

After finishing speaking, the second shopkeeper opened the drawer beside him, took out a small copper scale, and weighed the bag of salt brought by Ye Xiangchun on it.

Then he said: "It's a little more than one or two catties. I'll take this bag of salt to the regular customers first. The second batch must be at least ten catties. Of course, the more the better, even if it is hundreds of catties, it is not too much." "Miss Ye, let's see when the delivery will be delivered?"

Ye Xiangchun didn't know how much cheap salt he could buy on the pier, so he said, "Five catties of refined salt can be guaranteed, and it will be delivered within three days at most. I can only try my best. Of course, I will try to produce as much salt as possible, after all I also have a profit."

"Okay, then it's settled." The second shopkeeper took the copper scale, took out a pen and paper and began to write the receipt.

While writing, he read out the clauses one by one, probably because he was afraid that Ye Xiangchun would not be able to read.

When it was finally written, the second shopkeeper pushed the paper in front of Ye Xiangchun: "If Miss Ye thinks there is no problem, just put your fingerprint on it, and I will give you this bag of refined salt and the deposit for the next batch immediately."

Ye Xiangchun picked up the written receipt and read it again. It was the same as what the second shopkeeper read, and everything listed was clear.

Ye Xiangchun nodded, leaned over to pick up the pen that was put aside, dipped it in the ink, and wrote his name.

However, Ye Xiangchun had never specially practiced calligraphy with soft brushes, and the handwriting was crooked, which was really unattractive.

Ye Xiangchun had no choice but to say: "I'm showing my ugliness, and I have to practice my calligraphy well."

The second shopkeeper looked surprised, took a look at the paperwork, and said: "Miss Ye can not only read, but also write, which is rare."

(End of this chapter)