Chapter 1157 Five Taels of Silver and One Catty

Zhao Yuner thought what was wrong with Mu Lianfeng, so she hurriedly asked.

Mu Lianfeng twitched the corners of his mouth and said to Zhao Yuner with a smile, "It's all because my brain is too stupid, why didn't I think of selling it for you? I know no less rich people than the county magistrate."

Saying that, Mu Lianfeng patted his head in annoyance.

Seeing Mu Lianfeng's appearance, Zhao Yuner chuckled lightly, amused by Mu Lianfeng.

Mu Lianfeng said again, "That guy Helianchen is very rich. If he drinks this tea, he will definitely like it. Yuner, we will sell it to him at a high price and earn him a lot of money. Pen!"

Mu Lianfeng said, a hint of slyness flashed in his eyes.

Zhao Yuner smiled helplessly, but he is actually a friend of his own!

I don't know what Helianchen would feel when he heard Mu Lianfeng's words.

At this moment, Helianchen who was in Yangcheng suddenly sneezed.

After Helianchen finished sneezing, he wiped his nose and frowned slightly.

For some reason, he always felt that his sneeze was a little mysterious, as if someone was saying something to him behind his back.

But Helianchen didn't think much about it.

After Zhao Yuner finished laughing, she said to Mu Lianfeng, "I don't need to cheat on him. I will make a uniform price. He can buy as much as he is willing to buy at that time."

Mu Lianfeng asked, "Yun'er, how should the price of this tea be set?"

Zhao Yuner thought about it for a while, if the sales are not bad, it's okay to set it lower.

But now she can only go to the mountains to pick tea, and the amount she picks is limited every day.

After wrapping up the soil bag in the future, I will grow some tea by myself, and the cost should be lower.

The current price is high-end, and with his custom-made ceramics, Zhao Yuner plans to set a price of five hundred cents for one or two tea leaves.

This pound of tea is only fifty taels of silver. If she can really sell it, she will make a lot of money.

Zhao Yuner believed that, for their countrymen, five taels of silver per pound of tea was ridiculously expensive. But for rich people, it is estimated that they will not care too much.

After he grows the tea himself, the price can be lowered, because the cost will be much lower at that time.

Zhao Yuner talked to Mu Lianfeng about the price she thought about, and asked if Mu Lianfeng thought it was too expensive.

After listening to Mu Lianfeng, he chuckled lightly, "Yun'er, do you want me to tell the truth or lie?"

Zhao Yuner's heart tightened. Could it be that Mulian Fengfeng also felt that the price was too high?

"Of course I'm telling the truth!" Zhao Yuner replied.

"Actually, for people like Helianchen and I, the price has no concept for us. As long as the thing is good, we want it, even if the price is high."

After hearing what Mu Lianfeng said, Zhao Yuner felt relieved.

"Okay, that's fine. I'll set this price first!"

"it is good!"

Mu Lianfeng continued to sit and drink tea leisurely. Zhao Yuner continued to help Mu Lianfeng make shoes under the light.

After Zhao Yuner's rush, Mu Lianfeng's shoes were made.

But Zhao Yuner looked at it, and really couldn't make it. Even if the shoes are not good-looking, the main thing is that one is big and the other is small, which is a bit asymmetrical.

"Mu Lianfeng... the shoes are ready, do you want to try them?" Zhao Yuner hesitated, and handed the finished shoes to Mu Lianfeng.

Mu Lianfeng glanced at it.