History chat group: I just want to make money

The main street of Jiangli City.

Jia Youcai took Li Chengjiu into a drug store.

It turns out that the fragrance I smelled at the market today came from an herb called sleeping fennel.

This medicine is also called cumin. Not only the taste, but also the appearance is very similar to cumin, so it is easy to mistake it.

I specifically asked Sister Na to help me check it out.

Sure enough, this medicine also became a kind of spice in later generations.

Mixing a small amount of fennel powder with cumin and adding some other spices will make the taste of baked goods more unique.

It's just that in this dynasty, people still only use it as a sleep aid.

Moreover, this medicinal herb does not grow locally, so people from the west brought it into Dayun.

So the good news is:

Only pharmacies in the city have this product, and there are not many in stock.

And the bad news is:

Cumin can be used in place of cumin.

Li Chengjiu lowered his head and thought.

It seems that selling barbecue is not a long-term solution. If so...

"If you are talented, how much money can your family raise?"

When Jia Youcai heard this, his hair almost exploded.

"What...what are you doing? I have no money!"

Li Chengjiu rarely made fun of him, but said seriously:

"Go back and put together a piece of cake and buy all the fennel from all the pharmacies in the city, and we'll make some extra money from him."

Jia Youcai was confused. He always felt that this was another trap.

But why it was a trap, he didn't know.

In the end, I had no choice but to go home to collect money.

When Li Chengjiu returned to his house, he also had some trouble.

Except for the one or two pieces of silver left after paying off the debt yesterday, there is nothing that can be used as a pawn.

Fortunately, fennel is relatively cheap. He does not seek to monopolize the entire city, as long as he can delay the competition among barbecue stalls.

After a month, this winter will be over.

Jia Youcai was a little jealous and didn't take everything. He just took out more than 10 taels of silver.

He claimed that his father only gave him 10 taels per month to live on, and he was already on the verge of death.

Li Chengjiu was speechless.

Local farmers can't earn more than 30 taels for a year's hard work. Not counting daily expenses, they can't save much money at the end of the year.

You kid doesn't do anything but only eats and drinks for 10 taels a month.

He actually said he was going to starve to death.

I really should send you to work in farming so that you can have a taste of what it means to be a migrant worker under the sun.

Of course, he forgot that people of their status had to support domestic slaves.

So the cost will inevitably be high.

Although, most of the slaves from both families have fled...

"Back then, you sold 3,000 taels of land. How did you spend it? It was all gone in one year."

Li Chengjiu said angrily.

But Jia Youcai frowned and said:

"Reward, didn't we both spend it together? Why did you only talk about me? No! Give me back the land!"

"Well……"

I almost forgot that I was the old Lee Seung-Ku.

The sense of immersion is really bad.

I looked at the sun and saw that it was not yet noon.

It would take the old blacksmith at the market two days to knock out the barbecue box.

In other words, the barbecue stall will be officially open for business by the day after tomorrow at the latest.

Therefore, today's task is quite urgent.

There are more than 30 drug stores in Jiangli City, large and small.

In order to save time, no one was left at home, all the labor force in the house was mobilized, and the troops were divided into multiple groups to sweep the whole city.

The price of fennel in major drug stores varies.

But they all fluctuate around 10 cents every two days.

Such single-purpose herbs are usually sold with patients. If sold directly, they are really not worth much money.

Finally, after an afternoon of sweeping.

For more than 10 taels of silver, I received nearly 140 kilograms of fennel.

Although I didn’t buy all the fennel in the city.

But it is basically impossible to open a barbecue stall within at least half a month.

Of course, unless all major pharmacies stock it.

As long as we have the stock in stock, we have already sold it all to them.

This thing is not a best-seller, who would keep it if it came out?

Looking at a big bag full of fennel, Jia Youcai's heart bleeds.

What kind of fennel is this? This is my monthly ration.

"Goodbye! Xiaocui, I can only visit you again next month!"

In the end, the guy was helped out of Prince Xian's Mansion by the maid. He had no choice but to suffer from calcium deficiency in his legs.

In the evening, the three of them casually dealt with two people.

In the words of Lee Seung-kyu, I ate too much meat yesterday, but I have no money today.

The main reason is that the only money left is gone, so I can’t eat anything I want.

Back in the bedroom, the chat box flashed.

Chatting has already started in this group.

Martial Arts - Gao Xiaopang: "Brothers, I'm back!"

Entertainment - Nana: "Oh, if you don't speak, I will forget about you."

Martial Arts - Gao Xiaopang: "Sister Na, this is too much."

Gu Chuan-Guo Jing: "You won't go into seclusion to lose weight, right?"

Martial Arts - Gao Xiaopang: "Losing weight is nothing. I'll show you something good later."

Martial Arts - Gao Xiaopang: "Sister Na, I'm going to pass you something. You can find a place to copy it and give each of your brothers a copy."

Entertainment - Nana: "What?"

Martial Arts - Gao Xiaopang: "You'll find out later. By the way, don't forget to send me the original version."

"..."

After glancing at the chat information above, Li Chengjiu also joined the group chat.

Overhead-Lee Seung-kyu: "Fat brother is back?"

Martial Arts - Gao Xiaopang: "That's necessary. I've suffered a lot these past two days."

Rebirth - Fourth Brother Jiang: "Hey, Fatty is back?"

Martial Arts - Gao Xiaopang: "Fourth brother, good evening."

Entertainment - Nana: "Fat man, is your "Dog Beating Stick Technique" real or fake?"

Ancient wear - Guo Jing: "Dog beating stick? Damn it, fat man, where did you wear it?"

Martial Arts - Gao Xiaopang: "I don't know either. I was beaten up when I first walked in. I still haven't figured it out yet."

Rebirth - Fourth Brother Jiang: "You won't be able to travel to Mr. Jin's martial arts world, right?"

Idiot-Lee Seung-kyu: "Can't you? It's so easy to get the dog-beating stick technique?"

Martial Arts - Gao Xiaopang: "Hey, who are you looking down on? The leader of the Beggar Clan asked me to beat him up."

Rebirth - Fourth Brother Jiang: "..."

Ancient wear - Guojing: "Blow, keep blowing."

"..."

In the group, you say something to me.

Gao Xiaopang also gave a good explanation.

It turns out that after Xiaopang traveled to that world, he was violently beaten as soon as he opened his eyes.

The village bully claimed that he was here to collect debts.

The little fat guy was confused.

Later I learned that the bandits from the mountain had come down from the mountain and all the villagers ran away in fear.

So the village tyrant took the lead and looted the village first.

Xiaopang was confused and fled to Jiaxing City with a group of people.

But because there was no customs clearance document, he had no choice but to sleep outside the city with a group of beggars.

Fortunately, Sister Na's takeout service is available, so my life is relatively smooth.

By coincidence, there was an old man sleeping next door to him, who claimed to be the Nine-Pocket Elder of the Beggar Clan.

He said that giving him half of the pie would lure him into joining the gang.

Xiaopang didn't take it seriously, but still gave him half of the hamburger.

Sure enough, he really followed this old beggar and infiltrated the beggar gang.

However, within two days of joining the gang, the Beggar Clan held a martial arts competition.

Then he stabbed the gang leader unconscious with the electric baton passed to him by his fourth brother.

The gang leader loved his talent and decided to accept him as his disciple.

So I passed on the "Dog Beating Stick Technique" to him...

…

A group of people watched silently as Gao Xiaopang was bragging, and no one said a word.

Li Chengjiu was also stunned.

Mr. Jin’s works depict the loser becoming a god...

It certainly lives up to its reputation!