Chapter 241

The lunch was very enjoyable.

Zheng Shi and the others were eating spicy food for the first time; at first, they were a little unaccustomed to it and felt the taste was strange, but they couldn't stop inexplicably.

They wanted to eat more after eating!

"A Man, the taste of this chili is simply superb; I can eat two more big bowls!" Zheng Qinghe poured the last bit of fish soup into the rice to mix it and stuffed it into his mouth in big mouthfuls.

Jiang Cheng followed and raised his hand in agreement, "Yes, yes, yes, me too, me too, I can eat one more bowl than him!"

Du Ruo laughed, "That won't do; everything must be in moderation; overeating is not good for the body."

As she spoke, her gaze turned to Jiang Li, and she asked with full expectation, "Husband, what do you think?"

Jiang Li put down his bowl, his eyes filled with smiles, and nodded, "Not bad, it suits my taste very well."

Since everyone thinks it's delicious, that's fine.

Du Ruo clapped her hands and said with a smile, "I announce that our family's chili business has officially started; next, listen to my command, we are going to make big money!"

Everyone looked over in unison, their eyes glowing green.

Jiang Cheng was the first to lose his composure, "How to earn it?"

You know, these chilies were cultivated by him day and night, and he spent I don't know how much effort.

He really wanted to prove that he was not a useless person who couldn't do anything and couldn't finish eating anything!

And to prove this point, the most direct method is, of course, to see if these chilies can be sold for money.

And also, how much money to sell them for...

"I have already negotiated with Manager Qiu of Zui Meng Ju; Zui Meng Ju will help us make the name of the chili famous, and in return, we will give him a 20% discount."

Du Ruo called Zheng Qinghe, "Third Brother, start picking chilies tomorrow, pick the big ones, send a hundred pounds to Zui Meng Ju first, and by the way, settle the remaining balance of twenty taels of silver."

Zheng Qinghe answered loudly.

After he went through this sentence in his mind, he was suddenly stunned.

"Wait, how much did you just say?"

"One hundred pounds."

"No, I mean the silver! How much silver?"

Du Ruo smiled, "I say, Third Brother, you are not even twenty years old, why are your ears not working? Twenty taels, remember that now?"

Zheng Qinghe swayed, almost falling off the stool.

He hurriedly held onto the edge of the table and confirmed it again, "A Man, did you say one extra word? Two taels, right?"

He was a little dazed even with two taels; it was too expensive.

One hundred pounds for two taels, that is twenty wen per pound; this is more precious than meat!

Not only did Zheng Qinghe think so, but others also had an expression of disbelief; even Jiang Li couldn't help but look at his little wife with doubtful eyes, suspecting that she was happy for a moment and slipped up.

Du Ruo had no choice but to count the accounts for them with her fingers.

"Listen carefully, the chili is set at 500 wen per pound, a 20% discount is 100 wen, so the discounted price for Manager Qiu is 400 wen per pound, 100 pounds is 40 taels, he previously paid me a deposit of 20 taels, so isn't the remaining balance 20 taels?"

After finishing, she scanned everyone present, "Right?"

The others were dumbfounded: "..."