Cultivation Starts From Planting Sweet Potatoes

Zhang He traveled all day, and when he arrived in Dehua County, it was already sunset.

After walking sixty or seventy miles in a row, my body didn't feel too tired. It seemed that my physical fitness had improved by more than a little bit.

I found a small inn nearby to stay at random, and spent fifty Wen, but it was clean and tidy.

Early the next morning, Zhang He checked out of the guest room and began to wander around the city.

The scene in Dehua County is much more prosperous. There are several streets in the city, and the bluestone paved on the main roads has long been polished to shine by countless footboards.

As for some unremarkable small streets, they are still full of potholes and dirt roads, and human and animal feces can be seen everywhere.

The shops on both sides of the street are also much more stylish than those Wanjia chain stores in Heishui Town, and they sell a more complete range of goods.

The pedestrians coming and going in the county town are also higher than those in Heishui Town. From the look of their faces, many people here obviously have enough to eat.

Of course, under the corner of the street, there are still many beggars squatting in scanty clothes, all skinny and skinny.

At this time, in a shop in front of Zhang He, boiled sweet potatoes were being sold, and there were still a few people queuing at the door. The business was really good.

He went up to inquire, and found that the boiled sweet potatoes here can be sold for ten cents a catty, and the supply is in short supply, and they are loved by the upper-class celebrities in the county.

Unexpectedly, the sweet potatoes were sold here by the rice shopkeeper, and they could have such a lofty status, and the price doubled directly.

But when I thought about my previous life, there were many unpalatable foods that were sold at exorbitant prices.

Compared with these hypes, sweet potatoes are considered conscience products.

The sweet potatoes here can be sold for ten yuan a catty, so he is naturally happy to see the success, and he can't smash his own signboard.

So he has no plans to sell sweet potatoes in Dehua County for the time being. He has another product, so he should be able to find a way to sell it here.

Zhang He stood at the door of the shop selling sweet potatoes for a while, and found that the owner of a shop called Qibao Pastry and Fruit Shop opposite was staring at this place with a gloomy face at the moment, and Zhang He saw the spark of jealousy in his eyes.

So he strode over and saluted the man across from him.

"My shopkeeper, I have a piece of food, which is definitely not worse than the sweet potato on the other side. I wonder if you are interested?"

Su Fa has been very depressed recently. Their family has been passed down from generation to generation, and they have supported a large family by running this pastry and fruit shop.

But in recent months, the rice shop across the street started selling something called sweet potato, which attracted many wealthy families to buy it.

The owner of the rice shop on the opposite side took the opportunity to expand its business scope, hired a pastry chef from somewhere, and started selling pastries.

As a result, many customers who originally belonged to him ran to the opposite side.

Now I heard that there is a food that is comparable to the sweet potato on the opposite side, Su Fa is like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw, and he is willing to give up easily.

Su Fa grabbed Zhang He's hand a little excitedly: "What is it? Take it out and have a look."

Zhang He broke free with his hand gently: "Are you sure you want to watch on this street?"

"Sorry, I lost my temper, please come inside!" Su Fa immediately led Zhang He to a tea room in the backyard of the shop.

At this time, Zhang He stopped talking nonsense, took out a lotus leaf package from his arms, and opened it in front of Su Fa.

I saw more than a dozen pieces of golden-colored dried sweet potatoes inside, which were soft and elastic in the hand, and looked very appetizing.

Under Zhang He's gesture, Su Fa picked up a piece and took a bite. The taste was very elastic and the most important thing was that it was very sweet.

Sugar is still very expensive in this world, and ordinary people can't afford it. The pastries sold by Su Fa are twice as expensive as those with added sugar.

Sweet food is naturally pleasing and can make people feel happy mentally.

Su Fa carefully tasted the dried sweet potato in his mouth, his eyes became brighter and brighter. Based on his decades of pastry management experience,

This item will definitely sell well.

"What's the name of this thing? How many items do you have? I want them all."

Su Fa knew that he had lost his composure, but this was his only chance to stand up, and he had to seize it firmly.

"20 Wen a catty, I brought a total of 1,000 catties this time, are you sure you can eat them all?"

Zhang He decided to let the dried sweet potatoes take the high-end route. Only at the wholesale price, every catty of dried sweet potatoes is worth two catties of rice.

At that time, the retail price will have to be raised. It is definitely not affordable for ordinary people. After all, most people can't even afford corn for five cents a catty.

"Ah! Are there so many?"

Su Fa didn't expect Zhang He to have so many dried sweet potatoes, and it would cost 20 guan to buy them all. It was really difficult for him to spend so much money at once.

"It doesn't matter if shopkeeper Su can't eat so much, I can find other buyers."

"Yes! I want all of this thousand catties!"

Even if Su Fa is trying to sell the iron, he still has to take all the money, control all the sources of goods in his hands, and do his own business to make money.

"I hope brother Zhang can give me two days to raise funds."

"no problem."

Zhang He also needed to find a place where he could quietly take out the thousand catties of sweet potatoes.

"By the way, I haven't asked Brother Zhang yet, what's the name of this thing?"

"I didn't name it either, you can figure it out yourself."

If it is dried sweet potatoes, it is easy to be associated with boiled sweet potatoes, which lacks mystery and is inconvenient to sell at high prices.

However, this kind of little secret should not be kept for too long. As long as a good person cuts up the boiled sweet potatoes that he bought and dried them for a few days, he will find that the sweet potatoes have become sweeter after drying.

Zhang He doesn't care about this, anyway, the sweet potatoes are in his own hands, and there are other ways at that time.

After leaving this Qibao pastry shop, Zhang He walked around the city several times, and had a preliminary understanding of Dehua County.

The situation in Dehua County is similar to that in Heishui Town. Most of the shops and houses in the city belong to a few big families.

Ordinary people can only choose to be attached to these few families, and the vast majority are still hungry.

A little bit of leftovers from several big families is enough to make everyone fight their way.

Like Su Fa, there are only a very small number of people in the city who can own their own foundation and rely on it to support their families, and if they are a little careless, their ancestral foundation will fall into the hands of the rich and powerful.

These things have nothing to do with him. His main goal now is to raise 150 yuan to buy himself a foundation to settle down.

Adding the 20 guan sold for dried sweet potatoes, he has 80 guan, which is still short of 70 guan.

He consciously entered the space and checked the treasures he kept one by one.

Spicy strips, yogurt, toilet paper, salt, although these things are precious, they should not be exchanged for so much money.

In the end, Zhang He's eyes fell on the bottle of Erguotou.

After making up his mind, Zhang He went to buy a porcelain altar first, poured Erguotou from the bottle into the altar, sealed it, and then tore off the label on the bottle, leaving only an empty wine bottle.

Then, with the empty wine bottle in his arms, he went into the largest pawnshop in Dehua County.

Zhang He went into the pawn shop, and put the empty wine bottle on the counter heavily, almost startled the shopkeeper, and was about to scold him, but his eyes were attracted by the glass bottle in front of him.

The shopkeeper gently picked up the wine bottle, put it in front of his eyes and examined it carefully.

Judging from his decades of experience in the industry, this is definitely a priceless treasure.

The whole body of this object is carved from crystal, but it is completely natural, and there is no trace of carving. Its exquisite carving technology is amazing.

And this bottle cap is finely made, screwed together to fit tightly, and the water does not leak, it can be described as a wonderful workmanship.

At this moment, he has already decided that he must take this treasure, which is the most he has ever seen in his career.

However, he quickly restrained his mind, his emotions and anger were not displayed, and he put down the wine bottle gently with a calm demeanor.

"Dead or alive?"

"What is the price of death? What is the price of life?"

The shopkeeper glanced at Zhang He's attire, and judged that he was an ordinary peasant boy who probably didn't know what to buy, and then he didn't lift his eyelids.

"One water bottle with potholes and holes, it's like death for two, and life is for consistency."

Although Zhang He is not familiar with the prices of luxury goods in this world, they are by no means so cheap.

He remembered seeing a beer bottle in a museum in his previous life. The workmanship was not as beautiful as his, and it was regarded as a priceless treasure. This bottle should not be cheap.

"Forget it, I'll go to another house to see."

As he spoke, he was about to reach out to grab the wine bottle on the counter, but was held down by the shopkeeper with both hands.

"How can I just leave? If you think the price is not suitable, you can talk about it again. Why don't you make a price."

At this time, the shopkeeper didn't care about being reserved, for fear that Zhang He would leave if he disagreed.

"One hundred strings!"

Zhang He stretched out a finger and said firmly.

"One hundred guan, die!"

The shopkeeper didn't hesitate too much, and immediately decided to set the price, but it must be dead.

Seeing that the shopkeeper agreed so simply, Zhang He knew that his price would be less.

"I said one hundred pennies for life, but the price of death is not acceptable."

"Damn, I'll give you another 20 guan. If you are still not satisfied, you can go to another house to have a look."

Seeing this, Zhang He stopped entanglement and immediately agreed, which in fact had already exceeded his expected price.

The wine bottle was sold for 120 guan, so he would have a total of 200 guan, and he would have 50 guan left after buying Qifeng Mountain.

However, 120 guan is not a small amount. It is almost a thousand catties of copper coins. It is really impossible to carry without revealing the space.

He didn't understand how some people had so much money wrapped around them, wouldn't the discs in the waist protrude?

There is no other way but to convert it into taels of silver at the pawn shop.

The exchange between copper coins and silver is the usual money for one tael of silver, but there is a one percent handling fee.

In the end, Zhang He could only pay the usual handling fee, which was exchanged for 120 taels of silver.

120 taels of silver was stuffed into my bosom, although it was still heavy, it was much easier than a thousand catties of copper coins.

After leaving the pawn shop, he found a secluded corner, reached into his arms, and put all the money into the space.

Fortunately, he has this skill. Not long after he came out of the pawn shop, he seemed to have been targeted by thieves.

At this moment, he was watching a hand fumble in his arms. This was already the third thief.

These thieves were also easy to bully when they saw his face, but they never dared to approach the well-dressed young masters in the county, let alone steal.