Reborn in Dunhuang, I am farming and doing business in the desert

Chapter 50 Divide Money
In the Shen family's kitchen, Shen Zhao was asking five young men to sign a contract.

"I can only give you two cotton-padded jackets on credit. You must pay me back within three days. If you don't have the money, you must return the jackets intact."

"No problem! Don't worry, A Zhao. Even if I can't sell them, I will definitely return the clothes to you!" the young men said in unison.

Shen Zhao nodded, handed five contracts to them, and asked them to put their fingerprints on them one by one.

Afterwards, the boy’s father was asked to come over and put his fingerprints.

Yesterday, her second brother told her to sell the cotton-padded jacket to the young man on credit first, and he would guarantee it for them.

After some calculation, Shen Zhao agreed, but each person could only buy two items on credit at most.

In this way, even if these five people all cheat, he will not lose much.

Anyway, she has the support of her father, the head of the guard post, so these five garrison soldiers will have to think twice before not paying their debts.

Furthermore, the fathers and brothers of these boys exchanged beans for their own tofu to sell. As long as they tasted the joy of making money, they would not default on their debts.

After signing the contract, the five young men each took two cotton coats and left. It was said that they would go out to sell them together and would be back at the latest in the evening.

"A Zhao, will you come to the market with us later?" Shen Heng finally had some free time and lay straight on the kang in the side room to iron his body.

Shen Zhao nodded: "Go ahead, I haven't been to Xixiang yet."

"Okay then, I'll push the wheelbarrow and take 30 cotton-padded clothes to sell." Shen Heng closed his eyes and said, "Let's sell them for 250 coins each, and the extra 50 coins will be mine."

Shen Zhao: “Yes!”

Just like that, Shen De used a cart to pull sixteen plates of tofu, A Shi and his son helped push the cart, while Shen Heng and his sister pushed the wheelbarrow to Xixiang market together.

After walking for about half an hour, I saw from afar a lot of people gathering in an open space.

The market here is very different from the streets in the Central Plains. There are no houses around, let alone shops, only a few makeshift straw huts.

At this moment, someone was selling dog meat and mutton under the thatched shed, and there was a lot of pork hanging under another shed.

Seeing that there were many empty spaces here, Shen Zhao asked his second brother to find a place to stop.

My cousin's cart was parked nearby, and we felt safe when we were all together.

As soon as I opened the big bag, people came to watch. They touched the cotton coat and asked the price: "How much is one?"

"Two hundred and fifty coins."

Shen Heng shook out the clothes and showed them to everyone: "There is cotton in it, so you won't feel cold even if you wear it on a snowy day."

"What is Western Region cotton?" Some people were puzzled, while others touched it again and again, and were fascinated by the soft and warm feeling.

Shen Zhao: "It's like cotton, just like silk. It's so precious."

One of them hesitated for a long time, but finally took out two hundred and fifty coins to buy one. He put it on and nodded with satisfaction: "Well, it's really warm." At least it's much thicker than the coarse cloth jacket he was wearing.

Seeing this, the people who were waiting and watching bought one as well, because there had been no sunlight for the past two days and it was estimated that it would snow soon.

Things went much smoother after that. People came one after another to buy cotton-padded clothes. One of them even wanted to exchange a two-year-old fat pig for three coats.

Shen Zhao hesitated for a moment and then agreed.

Nowadays, it is unpredictable whether it will snow at any time, so she wants to stock up some pork to get through the winter.

Before noon, all the thirty cotton-padded coats she brought were sold out, and even the three small-sized ones were sold to a peasant woman for 550 coins.

At this time, a miser from Xixiang came over and asked to collect taxes according to the city's registered proportion.

Shen Zhao didn't argue with him and immediately paid three hundred coins as city tax.

The miser took the money, looked at Shen Zhao and his sister with a smile, and asked, "Are you two Shen Tingjun's children?"

Shen Zhao nodded: "Old man, do you know my father?"

"Of course I know him." The stingy man stroked his beard and said, "He drank with me a while ago." Shen Heng bowed to him quickly, "It turns out to be my uncle. I have heard a lot about you."

The stingy man glanced at their carts and smiled, "Bring more of these winter clothes next time. My brother wants to buy a few to take to Yuzezhang."

Shen Heng blinked and asked, "How many pieces do you want, brother?"

The miser stroked his beard and said, "Ten or twenty pieces are fine, but don't let them be small and narrow."

Shen Zhao thought for a moment and asked, "Uncle, these cotton-padded clothes require cash. Hu Shang and his men do not sell on credit. Will you pay in cash?"

The miser paused, then nodded and said, "It should be paid in cash."

Shen Zhao smiled and said, "In that case, I have exactly 20 pieces left at home. If it is convenient for you, just bring cash and go to my house to pick up the goods."

"That's fine." Xixiang Shaofu said nothing more and left with his hands behind his back.

Shen Heng watched him walk away, and whispered to his sister: "A Zhao, what if this man's brother doesn't give him cash?"

"Then just don't ship the goods." Anyway, I have already paid 300 yuan in city taxes. If he dares to make trouble deliberately, I will let my father solve it.

Shen Zhao pulled up the fat pig's rope and said to his second brother, "My cousin has sold out all the tofu. Let's go home."

"Oh." Shen Heng touched his nose, moved a stone of grain to the cart, and called his cousins to return.

Most of the cotton-padded clothes sold this time were sold in exchange for money, perhaps because the villagers wanted to save food for the winter. Apart from a fat pig, only one person exchanged food and money for a cotton-padded clothes.

After walking for another half an hour, several people returned to Shen's house one after another. Shen Zhao tied the fat pig to the sheep post and hurried into the house to count the money.

Thirty cotton-padded clothes, a fat pig and a stone of grain, she had a total of six thousand three hundred coins in her cloth bag, all of which she recharged into her shopping mall account.

Her current balance is 18675, which includes coins for tools sent by Uncle Qin.

Looking at the balances, Shen Zhao was immediately delighted.

When my father comes back, I will take out 15,000 coins and give them to him. I guess my eldest brother will be home in the next two days, which will be a good time for him to help him with his service.

She then checked the points redemption page and found that the redeemable items were similar to those in the mall.

At this time, my mother knocked on the door outside: "A Zhao, do you want to feed that fat pig?"

Shen Zhao quickly opened the door and said, "Why don't we ask someone to slaughter it?" How much food would such a big fat pig eat in one meal? It would be easier to slaughter it.

Zhang Shanyue also agreed: "That's fine. It just so happens that Ah Zhu's father knows how to slaughter animals, so why not ask him for help."

Shen Zhao nodded and walked to the kitchen to watch his two brothers divide the bill.

From yesterday to this morning, they made a total of 26 boards of tofu, 10 of which they sold to their neighbors, and the remaining 16 boards they transported to Xixiang Market to sell.

He did not charge money for the ten boards he sold to his neighbors, but instead exchanged them for beans. He got a total of two stone and five dou of beans, and made a net profit of one stone and eight dou of beans.

The sixteen sheets of tofu shipped to the market still received more than three stones of beans, plus one thousand six hundred and twenty coins.

After Shen Heng handed over the 300 coins for the brine to his sister, he pointed to the remaining 1,320 coins and said to the others, "From now on, every time we come back from selling tofu, in addition to your sister's brine money, we have to keep 200 coins to pay for the tofu frames and filter cloth. These are all paid in advance by my family. Do you have any objections?"

Ah Zhu and his son and Shen De nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes! That money should have been deducted from it."

Shen Heng nodded in satisfaction, and took out another two hundred coins and put them in a small wooden box: "When the money for the wooden frame is enough, there will be no need to deduct any more in the future."

"Yes, yes!" Several people agreed readily, their eyes fixed on the remaining money.

Shen Heng divided the remaining money into three parts, 373 each, and gave them to a few people: "In fact, we earned more than this today, and there are still a few stones of beans left to be divided."

Ah Zhu's father waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, just keep those beans to make tofu. They are all in the account anyway."

As they were talking, several neighborhood kids rushed into the Shen family's home and shouted, "Sister Zhao! Your brother is back!"

(End of this chapter)