Xiao Yun's family also ran a business, but it was just a small craft business.
Uncle Yang was a carpenter who was good at making wooden boxes for people.
Although he didn't earn a lot of money every day, at least he didn't have to worry about food and drink.
Wooden boxes had been one of the most important furniture in China for thousands of years.
It could store all kinds of items during long-distance transportation to save space in the transportation vehicle.
At the same time, many families also used wooden boxes to store seasonal clothes, bedding, and even food, sweets, pastries, and valuables.
Therefore, with this skill, Xiao Yun's family could not be said to be rich. At least in this era, they could barely be considered a well-off family.
According to Sun Cheng's estimation, his family would be extremely busy in a year. It would not be a problem for them to save up twenty yuan.
Although the grain prices in Shangxiang Town had soared in the past two years, Xiao Yun's family still had her own care, so her quality of life was not affected much.
"Wait, Xiao Yun!"
Yang Xiaoyun's mother was the biological sister of Sun Cheng's cheap mother in this life, so he and Yang Xiaoyun were cousins.
The era he had transmigrated to was still half a century away from the establishment of the new Great Xia Kingdom.
Therefore, it was still a very common thing for cousins to get married in China.
Sun Cheng didn't know how he had snatched the fiancée of the scary male protagonist, Zhu Dachang.
But she was such a beautiful and docile cousin who knew how to serve others.
He was not willing to give it up, so he naturally had to curry favor with his future father-in-law before they got married.
After calling out to Xiao Yun, Sun Cheng took out an oil paper bag from a cabinet in the corner of the shop.
He quickly walked to a ceramic basin at the side and picked up some sweet potato candy. He weighed it and felt that it should be two pounds.
It wasn't that Sun Cheng was unwilling to give more, but this candy was too valuable. Even if he gave more, he wouldn't dare to take it.
However, he quickly took out a jar of sweet potato yaki that weighed three catties and handed it to Xiao Yun.
"Take this. Bring the candy back for your aunt and your brother to taste. I just brewed this last night. Although this jar of sweet potato roast is only three catties, I've already aged it for two years. It's time to moisten my mouth. However, too much wine is harmful to the body. Let uncle drink less every time!”
In this era, sugar and wine were out-and-out luxuries.
However, it was healthier and the cost was lower.
Moreover, Sun Cheng was very confident in his sweet potato roast.
Although sweet potato wine was not considered a high-end wine in the eyes of good drinkers in China, the brewing cost was very low.
He usually sold the sweet potato roast that had been stored in the cellar for two years at a price of 90 wen per tael.
It was also in short supply and was the treasure of many drunkards in the town.
Sun Cheng, this future daughter-in-law, had not married yet, but her elbows were already beginning to lean towards Sun Cheng.
Seeing that he was going to bring things home again, although she was happy, her heart ached for him.
"Cousin, don't bring me anything else. Keep it and sell it yourself. It's worth a lot of money!”
Sun Cheng saw that there were customers on the street outside and thought that he would be busy soon.
He glared at her and raised his voice."Is there a problem with me showing respect to my future father-in-law, mother-in-law, and brother-in-law?”
Xiao Yun's face instantly turned red again. She looked at him and immediately avoided his gaze. Her voice was as soft as a mosquito's.
"Then…then, I'll listen to you!"
With that, she picked up the things he handed over and left with a red face.
"Hehe, I'll be able to eat it in three months at most!”
After sending off the shy little girl, Sun Cheng looked around at his own grain store, and the smile on his face became even wider.
Although his Sun Ji Grain Store had the sign of a grain store, it was still a small shop.
However, the products they traded were not the traditional grains such as rice, wheat, sorghums, and millet that were commonly seen in the country today. Instead, they were all kinds of sweet potatoes that were more high-yielding.
From fresh sweet potatoes, sweet potato leaves, to dried sweet potatoes that had been washed and dried.
From sweet potato flour, sweet potato vermicelli, sweet potato noodles, sweet potato jelly, sweet potato sugar, sweet potato wine, sweet potato vinegar, and so on.
As long as it was a product related to sweet potatoes, Sun Cheng's grain store had everything.
In a corner of the grain store, Sun Cheng even steamed more than ten baskets of sweet potato bread and cooked a few pots of sweet potato porridge every day.
The bread sold in his shop cost one coin for three pieces, and the sweet potato porridge cost one coin to drink. After drinking it, he could even refill the bowl.
Ever since he found out about the existence of demons and ghosts in this world, Sun Cheng had been doing as much charity as he could.
This way, even if he did not have any great achievements in the future, he could at least accumulate some merit. Perhaps he could have a better start in his next life.
All the sweet potato products in Sun Ji's grain store were 70% to 80% cheaper than similar grains on the market.
Therefore, even though the people in Shangxiang Town were not used to eating.
However, Sun Cheng's products were really good and cheap, so he naturally didn't have to worry about customers.
Business was good in the morning.
"Uncle Lin, you can leave now!"
When it was noon, Sun Cheng sent off another guest.
Sun Cheng stood at the entrance of the grain store and looked at a middle-aged man who was carrying a bag of sweet potato flour weighing more than 100 pounds. He bent over and left with a smile on his face. However, he frowned.
"Sigh, this era…"
The grain prices in Shangxiang Town had risen again!
Sun Cheng heard the bad news from the customers who came to buy sweet potatoes in the morning.
Starting from two days ago, the prices of rice and flour at the grain stores in Shangxiang Town had increased by 10% almost at the same time.
The price of the newly released rice had even risen to 72 wen per catty, which was already three times that of two years ago.
"Merchants value profits. It's no wonder that after the establishment of the Great Xia Kingdom in the future, they will have to settle the accounts of merchants not long after. Too many businessmen were black-hearted for money!”
Sun Cheng knew about history, but he could only sigh.
Not long ago, he had inquired about the situation at the border. In the southwest of Gui Province, the war between the Qing court and France was almost coming to an end.
The armistice agreement would be signed in a month or two at most.
At this time, the grain prices in Shangxiang Town were rising again. It was hard to say if it was not because someone was trying to earn the last bit of black money.
Unfortunately, what Sun Cheng could do was very limited.
Because he had been selling cheap sweet potato products, he had a good reputation among the people of Shangxiang Town, but the merchants, especially the grain merchants, did not like him.
In the past two years, due to the war at the border, the grain prices had skyrocketed.
Many grain merchants in the town had lost a lot of money, so some black-hearted merchants still regarded him as a thorn in their side and caused trouble behind his back.
When it was noon, Sun Cheng felt a little hungry.
He put the buns that his cousin had brought into a steamer to heat them up.
Then, he picked up a wooden board and was about to hang it at the entrance of the grain store outside. He was prepared to rest for a while and eat something while he was at it.
At this moment, Sun Cheng heard a few footsteps.
He raised his head and saw a few hooligans walking over with unfriendly expressions.
"Boss, we want to buy something!"
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