Chapter 176: Being Beaten Before Finishing the Fight
In order to show that he was not a person who only caused trouble, but was still somewhat useful, Qi Xun said: "I will cook today's meal."
Lingsu went to the county town to help her fifth aunt prepare for the pastry shop, and she was away from home for the past two days.
Brother Hou, who was very worried about Qixun's cooking, quickly objected: "No, I'll do the cooking. You go and choose the place to dig the hole first, and I'll find the people. Wait for the people to come and start working directly." Delaying my cooking."
Qixun curled his lips, is my cooking so unpalatable?
If you don’t do it, I won’t do it. I’m not happy to do it yet.
But she wanted to ask for help and did not dare to be arrogant. When Brother Monkey went out to find someone, she snorted and came out of the house, only to see the little white tigers basking in the sun on the rocking chairs in the yard. Woolen cloth.
Qi Xun was very unhappy at first sight. The little thing was quite good at enjoying it. He only ate and slept all day long, and he didn't even recognize a few words until now.
Qixun picked up the little white tiger and taught him a lesson: "Gong Yuchun, Gong Yuchun, you are just an idle tiger. Why don't you just sleep when you don't do anything? Let me tell you, our family doesn't raise idle people, no, idle people Hu, starting from today, you have to work too. You have to earn your food expenses."
Speaking of this, Qixun said "Hey": "When my family was busy opening up wasteland, why did I forget you? You are just a master tiger, and you are no better at pulling a plow than an old scalper? Why didn't you think of it? Let me Are you going to plow the fields?"
Little White Tiger:! ! !
It is now a cultural tiger that has been watched in many videos. It is not an ignorant tiger. It has become a loyal fan of animal protection organizations. It deeply believes that it should also be a rare protected object that is in danger of extinction and can definitely be classified as a national special grade. Protect the mythical beast.
However, Gongyu Xiaoxun, a hateful human being, still wanted it to work.
"Tiger is still a cub tiger! You abuse children!"
It's a pity that Qixun can't understand its tiger language and won't accept the rebuttal.
But the little thing roared, and Qixun also knew that it was protesting, and hummed: "You speak a foreign language. No one in the family understands it except the second brother. I'm not talking about you, Gong Yuchun, no one understands you." If so, wouldn't you be in a hurry? You said that if you learned more words and could read and write, wouldn't it be easier to communicate? What do you want to say? Just take a pen and write it on the paper, then raise the paper, and we will know your What do you mean? It’s terrible to be uneducated! I will never let you become a fish out of the blue. Our family is full of literate people, and we really can’t afford to lose that person. From now on, you not only have to earn your own living expenses, but you must also study hard, etc. After you become more literate and able to write, I will ask Xiao Wu to make you a beautiful little purse, put small pieces of paper and charcoal pens in it, and hang it around your neck. If you need to talk, take it out. When the paper comes out and the pen writer writes it down in a hurry, how impressive is that?"
Thinking about the way the little white tiger was writing, Qixun couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Lingyu, who came to see Little White Tiger, heard the conversation between the two and rolled his eyes.
She hasn't started to quarrel yet. Qi Xun knows that she is a quarrel, so he speaks first: "Xiao Wu, it's not that I'm talking about you. The little white tiger is Gong Yuchun, not Gong Yu is stupid. People's mythical beasts are smart. As a result, You haven’t achieved any results in teaching until now, your teaching level is not good.”
Back then, you taught Xiang Ling poetry. Didn't you teach her very well?
After saying that, he ran away without waiting for Lingyu to start a fight.
Lingyu: ...I didn’t finish my insults, but I got insulted!
you are vicious!
Lingyu hugged the little white tiger angrily and went into the room to go to class.
The little white tiger looked in pain: Why is it always me who gets hurt?
Human studies are really too difficult!
Tiger life is difficult. The world will not be broken down.
Qixun ran out to pick a suitable place for composting in the field. As soon as she was discharged from the hospital, she met Uncle Lu who came to see her.
"Xiao Xun, this batch of papyrus has been made. I weighed it. It's more than 600 kilograms in total. The quality is better than the first time. What should I do with these papers?"
so much?
"Sell it. Uncle Lu, if you don't have any options here, why not entrust it to Brother Lingqi and let him sell it on your behalf? It will save us some trouble."
Uncle Lu had a good idea. The papyrus was made, but there was still papyrus to be processed later. He was planning to start work after processing this batch of papyrus. Let Lingqi sell it on your behalf, which saves you from having to worry about sales.
"What price should we set?"
Since Uncle Lu said the quality was better than last time, it must be far better than the straw paper on the market.
Brother Lingqi's shop is in a residential area, so it's okay to sell toilet paper. Originally, his target customers were mostly housewives and teenagers.
As for the price, she originally made this to solve her family's toilet paper problem, but later she also wanted to benefit the public.
Although there are toilet paper on the market, to be honest, it is not something that ordinary people can afford. Not to mention other places, but in Yanjia Village, where conditions are pretty good, how many people are willing to use toilet paper when going to the toilet? Major problems are basically solved by soil lumps, stone flakes, and tree leaves.
Let’s not mention the experience.
But if the price is set too low, the interests of others will be affected.
Qixun frowned.
If the price is higher because of the high cost, that’s understandable. But the fact is that the valuable thing is not the paper itself, but the relative monopoly of papermaking technology.
If she sets the price for papyrus at the same price as others, what about papyrus and other papers for writing in the future? Is the price similar to others? So what's the point of her making paper? Wouldn't it benefit poor scholars just by using paper at home?
If you do this, you won’t be afraid of offending others.
Given the choice between offending the manufacturer and winning the favor of scholars all over the world, she naturally chose the latter.
Nowadays, polished rice only costs five or six cents per catty, but a pound of straw paper is sold for about one hundred cents per catty. Of course, grass is light and a pound of paper is actually a lot of paper, but ordinary people cannot save it in a year. Who is willing to spend hundreds of cents just to buy straw paper to solve major life problems?
After thinking about it, Qixun said: "Let's set the retail price at forty cents per catty. If we let Brother Lingqi sell it, we have to give him some profit margin. We gave him a wholesale price of thirty cents. I think this Brother Lingqi should be able to accept the price, and the profit of ten cents per pound is not low."
Uncle Lu did some calculations and found out that at this price, this batch of papyrus would earn about twenty taels of silver.
After giving Qixun 30%, he could still get around 14 to 50 taels. This is just straw paper, so I haven’t made much. 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 you calculate it this way, even if it is not handed over to the clan, the annual profit must be at least two to three hundred taels of silver.
As for the cost of raw materials, there is almost no money. What he really pays is actually his labor cost.
It can be seen how profitable papermaking is.
But Uncle Lu is still a little worried: "Although this price will benefit the people, I'm afraid there will be no less trouble in the future."
What are you doing without trouble?