She gave birth to three daughters in a row, and was kicked out by her mother-in-law who favored boys

Chapter 171 Talking about Charcoal Business

He looked at Diao Erqiu with disgust, and hurriedly said to the people who were watching the fun outside the door, "Come in, two people, take him out of the vegetable room. Madam Wen, please follow me." After Manager Song finished speaking, he left the room first.

Gu Qingqing didn't want to stay here anymore. After hearing what Shopkeeper Song said, she immediately said to Wen Wuyan and Wu Shan, "Husband, Uncle Wu, I'm going out now."

At the same time, she quickly looked around the room, and after seeing some charcoal piled in a corner, she left with a smile on her face.

Just when they had not taken a few steps out of the door, Diao Ergou was pushed out by the crowd.

"Ahhh, let me go, I want to go to the toilet, I want to go to the toilet."

"Behave yourself." Someone said.

goo goo~

"I can't hold it anymore, let me go, let me go."

"I was wondering how a good dish could be so bad. I asked you to eat it that day, but you said you didn't want to eat it. It turns out that you had already tampered with it. I didn't expect that you would end up like this. Just hold it in!"

"You made my legs weak and my pants dirty. You deserve what you get."

Anyone who has experienced the pain of going to the toilet would want to kick him at this moment, not caring whether he is in a hurry or not.

Just as Gu Qingqing and Wen Wuyan followed Shopkeeper Song into the corridor, a scream suddenly came from behind them. When she looked back, she saw that the people who had been surrounding Diao Ergou immediately covered their noses and scattered.

"Qingqing, don't look. It's dirty for your eyes." Wen Wuyan naturally figured out what was going on, so he took a step forward to block her sight.

Later she heard that Diao Ergou was beaten with forty boards and fined some silver.

But it has nothing to do with her anymore.

There were no customers in the store yet, so the group found a table in the lobby and sat down. The waiter served them tea.

Shopkeeper Song smiled sincerely and asked, "Mrs. Wen is a master. I just thought it was a problem with the food. I really didn't think there was a traitor in my store. I just don't know how you knew it was our waiter who did it?"

"That's a coincidence."

Then Gu Qingqing told him what had happened between them and Diao Ergou before, and what Boss Jiang said at that time.

"Ah, it's because I didn't know people well that such a big mess happened. But luckily the first batch of dishes was eaten by the waiters in the store and not served to the customers, otherwise it would really ruin our reputation. Since this matter has nothing to do with you, we at Zhiweilou are trustworthy. So, how many pickled vegetables do you have left? Send them to us and we'll take them all."

Gu Qingqing thought for a moment and replied, "We still have about 100 kilograms of sauerkraut left, and some are just made. They will be ready in another 20 days. We also want to do long-term business with you. So, Shopkeeper Song, can you use all our sauerkraut before the spring?"

"Hahaha, that's not a problem, as long as you can use it in time." Shopkeeper Song agreed with a laugh.

Gu Qingqing was delighted and asked, "How many kilograms does the store use in a day?"

Now it was Shopkeeper Song's turn to think, and he finally said, "We need about ten kilograms every day, and the one hundred kilograms you sent will only last for ten days at most."

Gu Qingqing was a little discouraged now. Making sauerkraut really takes time, and there will be a ten-day shortage of goods. Although there are other faster ways to make it, there is still some difference in taste.

She didn't force him, but told Manager Song the truth about her situation.

"No problem. Then we can agree that you can deliver it in twenty days. It will be near the end of the year, so our demand will be even greater."

"Then it's a deal." Gu Qingqing said, but she didn't rush to get up and leave.

Instead, he asked calmly, "Manager Song, I just saw some charcoal in the backyard. Do you use charcoal? How much do you use?"

Shopkeeper Song was slightly surprised, "Oh? You have charcoal too?"

Gu Qingqing immediately perked up, as if possessed by the salesperson. "Yes, our charcoal is mostly made from cycads, elms, and other high-quality hardwoods. You know the Shen family, right? The Shen family's steward praised our charcoal for being so good."

Gu Qingqing was not making this up, the tree was indeed made of hardwood from the mountain. When Manager Shen came home, he indeed praised it in this way.

Although Manager Song knew from Wang Xunchai that she had connections with the Shen family, he didn't know that she was supplying charcoal to the Shen family. However, although the Shen family was a large mansion, he didn't say much because he didn't see the charcoal.

He just said, "The amount of charcoal is limited. We need about ten pounds a day. The rest is firewood."

Gu Qingqing felt angry in her heart. Some of them required ten kilograms every day. If the quantity was released, wouldn’t it take dozens of kilograms every day?

The price of one catty of medium-quality charcoal is eight cents, and ten catties is 80 cents.

She learned from Manager Shen that the charcoal she burned was much better than average.

Tsk tsk tsk, she likes this wealth.

Gu Qingqing smiled brightly, "Well, Shopkeeper Song, I won't brag about the quality of my charcoal. I'll bring some over tomorrow, and you can take a look first. If the quality is up to standard and the price is right, please take care of your business."

Shopkeeper Song put down his teacup. "That's easy to say, but we won't give you the entire share. We've already made an agreement with other charcoal burners, so it's not easy to use all of yours. If your stuff is really good, four or five pounds a day should be fine."

Four or five pounds is fine too, as long as there is quantity, it is meat.

After reaching an agreement with Zhiweilou, the three of them left.

"I'm going to find Meihua and then go back to the village with her. My husband, why don't you go back with Uncle Wu first?" Gu Qingqing said to Wen Wuyan.

Before Wen Wuyan could speak to Wu Shan, Wu Shan waved his hand and said, "Let's go together. If we are almost done, we can go back together."

Gu Qingqing and Wen Wuyan naturally didn't care. Wen Wuyan just said "Okay!"

Not long after they walked, Wu Shan couldn't help but ask, "Wu Yan, you guys want to sell charcoal?"

Wen Wuyan didn't rush to answer, but asked, "Uncle Wu, you know a lot. It's already December. Will this winter be cold?"

Previously, Wen Wuyan and Gu Qingqing had discussed going to the village to ask the elderly whether this winter would be cold, but later they were delayed by something and did not go.

Today, he remembered this after listening to the conversation between Qingqing and Manager Song.

Wu Shan took a deep sniff of the air. "It's hard to say. In previous years, the ice in the river would be thick enough to hold a finger. But this year, the thickness is so thick that I can't even slide on it."

"So it's not cold?" Wen Wuyan was slightly surprised.

"If it's not cold, it will just pass. But if it gets cold, it will probably freeze people to death!" Wu Shan replied, somewhat unsure of the weather.

Wen Wuyan looked at Gu Qingqing, and Gu Qingqing said to him, "Talk to Uncle Wu about it. If it's feasible, let the villagers do it. If it's not feasible, we can hire someone to do it ourselves."

Wu Shan saw the two of them playing dumb, but judging from their happy expressions, he suddenly had a premonition that something good was going to happen, so he laughed and asked first, "But what good news do you want to tell me?"