NOVEL NEXT Chapter 227 Selling Bird’s Nest
If you want to sell this bird's nest and peach gum at a good price, you still need to find someone who knows the stuff, and it would be even better if it is a foreigner.
Mao Xi noticed that there were many foreign camel customers doing business in the market, so he asked Lou Lan'er to find out.
"Sister Lan'er, I see that the camel riders here are all wearing strange clothes, and some have strange braids. Are they barbarians from the Western Regions?"
"Yes, Mao Xi, some are Uighurs, and some are from Persia, look at that person." Lou Laner pointed to one of the men with thick braids on both sides of his ears and a bare gourd on his head, "This is The Uighurs, they can’t be offended here, but they are so fierce!”
"Where are those big beards?" Mao Xi pointed to an old man with a curly beard and a hooked nose who looked kinder.
"Those are Persians who often come here to sell ingredients. You can ask them about it."
When everyone came to the Persian camel driver, Mao Xi stepped forward and saluted and asked: "Uncle, we are ingredients merchants from Lingnan. We have some local specialties. Would you like to buy them?"
"You're from Lingnan, but there are lychees and pineapples? But it's a long journey, so you shouldn't be able to transport many, right?"
"It's not fruit, it's some nourishing ingredients. Take a look."
Mao Xi took out peach gum and bird's nest to show to the Persian businessman.
"Uncle, this peach gum is made from peach trees and dried in the sun. After soaking in water, it can be stewed into a dessert syrup. It has a miraculous effect on a woman's appearance and can beautify her appearance."
The Persian businessman took a piece of peach gum and looked at it toward the sun.
When the sun shines, this peach gum is like a jewel in the crown, which suddenly dazzles the eyes of the Persian businessman.
"Oh, aren't these the tears of the peach tree?" The Persian businessman bit the peach gum again with his teeth to test its hardness.
"Yes, this is peach gum. It is a rare commodity in our place. Guest, how do you plan to sell it? I will accept it all." After inspecting the peach gum, the Persian businessman began to ask for the price.
"Based on weight, one pound or two."
Since things are rare and valuable, then sell it to the Persian at ten times the price.
After Mao Xi finished speaking, he took out the remaining bird's nest from the bag.
"Uncle, look at this bird's nest again. It is collected from the cliffs of the Nanyang Sea. It is also a holy product for beauty. If you bring it back and present it to the king and queen of your country, maybe he will reward you with more gold when he is happy. .”
"Is it really so magical?" The Persian businessman took the bird's nest and brought it to his nose to smell it. "Is this really the nest of the petrel?"
Persian merchants saw a small amount of swallow feathers on the bird's nest, which showed that the ingredients had been carefully processed.
This white bird's nest is as hard as dried rice noodles, and there is nothing magical about it.
Mao Xi took her time and asked the Persian businessman to bring him a bowl of water.
She broke off half of the dry bird's nest, put it in the water, and took the bowl to the Persian merchant.
"If you wait for an hour, you will know why this bird's nest can become a delicacy. After it is soaked in water, it will be like snow fungus and agar."
"Okay, just wait for an hour. If it is true as you said, I will collect all these bird's nests."
The Persian businessman put the bowl aside, took out a scale and weighed the peach gum.
This batch of peach gum and millet glutinous rice was sold for 5 gold, which was a small profit.
Before the bird's nest was soaked, Lou Lan'er took everyone to the place where she lived as a child.
She had been wandering in Beisu since she was a child. An old woman occasionally gave her unsold food to save her from starvation. She would also take her home to keep warm in winter.
Lou Lan'er found this old woman at the end of a food court. Her face had many more wrinkles than she remembered, but her eyes were still kind.
Sure enough, God favors kind people. The old woman runs a restaurant selling roasted lamb legs and hand-made rice, and the business is very prosperous.
The grandson of the old woman in Lou Lan'er's memory has also become the great chef in the shop, holding a big spatula at the stove, making fried rice.
"Little Carrot Head!" Lou Laner shouted to the chef.
The chef didn't recognize Lou Lan'er for a moment. After a three-second pause, he put down the spatula and said in surprise: "Sister Aaliya!"
"Old lady, it's me, Alya."
The old woman stepped forward and pinched Lou Lan'er's little cheek: "Aliya, you have grown into a big girl! Come in quickly, you can eat now, my mother-in-law will cook for you."
My mother-in-law's shop was full of people, and as soon as they sat down, the smell of mutton and barbecue filled the house.
The roasted leg of lamb in the north tastes really good. Mao Xi swallowed his saliva. All he had eaten outside these past few days was dry food, and he had not smelled the smell of meat for several days.
Mu Zhiyuan was even more exaggerated. After the old lady served the fried rice, his eyes never left the lamb leg on the rice.
Although this is hand-cooked rice, my mother-in-law still gave everyone a bowl and a spoon, and the lamb leg was cut into small pieces.
Mo Xia had eaten the roast chicken and fish cooked by her brother, and also had the mutton hotpot from Muxi Shop.
But she had never tasted this exotic roasted lamb leg. The cumin was in granular form, and when sprinkled on the lamb leg, the taste was much stronger than cumin powder.
"Ah Shu, how about you and Sister Lan'er sell this roasted leg of lamb at Liuxiang Snacks in the future!" Mo Xia said, her mouth watering.
She swallowed, took a bite of the fried rice, and was quickly attracted by the aroma of the fried rice.
Mao Xi ate red and yellow carrots in the rice: "Mother-in-law, you used two colors of carrots!"
"Girl, you are really an expert. There are carrots, yellow radishes, and onions in this rice. Alia ate it so cutely when she was little."
The rice is charred and fragrant, fully absorbing the juice of the mutton soup and carrying the sweetness of the vegetables.
Mu Zhiyuan ate three bowls of rice and gnawed on a bowl of mutton leg, while Mao Xi also showed off two bowls of rice.
The fried rice made by this mother-in-law tastes really good!
Lou Laner said goodbye to her mother-in-law, and everyone returned to the Persian merchant's stall.
"Girl, you're finally here!" When the Persian businessman saw Ma Xi, he immediately stood up and picked up the bowl of soaked bird's nests.
Although this bird's nest has only been soaked for half an hour, it already looks like transparent agar.
"Uncle, are you satisfied with this bird's nest? I didn't lie to you!"
The Persian merchant grabbed the bird's nest from the bowl and swung it in the air. He looked at the sun again and observed it.
"Girl, how many bird's nests do you have? I'll take them all."
At this time, some other merchants gathered around the stall, all looking at the bird's nests in the hands of the Persian merchants.
A businessman whose accent sounded like he was from the Central Plains pulled Shu Xi and asked, "Girl, do you still have these bird's nests? Sell them to me. I'll give you 10 taels per bird's nest."
"Sell it to me, sell it to me, and I'll give you 12 taels a cup! I'll take all the money you have, just in time to replenish the health of our old man!" Another businessman followed suit.
The Persian businessman smiled and murmured in his heart: I have more money than silver. The most indispensable thing in my hometown is gold.
He waved his hand and opened his palm: "I will give you fifty taels, girls, please sell them to me!"
Mao Xi was stunned for a moment. Are all their northern merchants so heroic?