Fifty coins per piece? Zhang Jin was immediately moved.

According to the price of Manager Zhou, five hundred honey candles can be sold for 25,000 yuan. If you use this money to buy rice, you can buy nearly a thousand stones according to the price of rice in Xiangyang!

However, in the Han Dynasty, a stone was only more than 40 kilograms, but even so, it was enough for the whole village to eat for three or four months, and to squeeze the stomach and mix wild vegetables, it was not impossible to keep the wheat harvest next year!

"Haha..." Zhang Miao laughed softly.

"What? Are the customer unhappy with the price? I can tell you the truth. In the entire market, you can ask casually. If someone can afford a higher price than me, you can snatch the eyes of this shopkeeper!"

Manager Zhou sneered.

"Well, the shopkeeper, can you increase a little more? The hundreds of people in the village rely on this honey candle to exchange food for food to save their lives!" Zhang Jin said hurriedly.

Manager Zhou shook his head slowly: "The price has been given to the best."

Now Manager Zhou is confident that the three people in front of him are no knowledgeable country bumpkins. I don’t know what luck has left and got a honey candle. It’s good not to try hard to lower the price. How can I pay a higher price?

When Zhang Jin wanted to say something else, Zhang Miao reached out to stop him.

"Since that's the case, let's forget it. This honey candle is a rare thing, and it's definitely more than this price." Zhang Miao smiled and pulled Zhang Jin and Zhang Ping out.

"The guest official walked slowly. If he changed his mind, he would be back." Manager Zhou did not try to keep him and said in a harmonious voice.

"Amiao, how are you..." Zhang Jin was a little anxious and wanted to scold Zhang Miao.

"Let's talk about it when you go back!" Zhang Miao interrupted him and pulled the two of them out of the market.

On the way back to the inn, Zhang Miao looked back from time to time, and saw that no one was following him and there was nothing unusual, so he felt relieved.

"Amiao, why are you in a hurry to come back? You can negotiate the price again, maybe it will increase a little." Zhang Jin immediately said dissatisfied when he returned to the inn room.

Zhang Miao shook his head slightly: "How much can it increase? Three cents or five cents? I have to exchange these honey candles for the whole village for a year, and then I have to spend the remaining money to buy other items, each one sold at least 200 yuan!"

"Two hundred coins? You're crazy!" Zhang Jin said in shock.

The price of a stone of yellow rice is only more than 200 yuan. Just a honey candle wants to exchange for a stone of food. How crazy is this!

Zhang Miao said for granted: "There are so many grains in Xiangyang City. And honey candles, we are probably the only ones in Xiangyang. In other words, this honey candle is a seller's market, and the price is completely determined by us. What's impossible?"

Zhang Jin didn't know what seller's market, he only knew to exchange a stone of food for a honey candle that could only burn for more than an hour. I'm afraid only a fool would do this kind of thing!

Zhang Miao looked at Zhang Jin with pity, wanting to say that poverty limits your imagination, and you don’t know what a rich man is. But after thinking about it, he still didn’t say this, after all, Zhang Jin is an elder.

"Uncle Jin, there are many rich people in Xiangyang City. For those families with good face, some copper coins are nothing." After thinking about it, Zhang Miao explained patiently, "We need to figure out that this honey candle is a top luxury product. Only a real wealthy family can afford it. We shouldn't go to the market to inquire about the price!"

"But we don't know any rich people." Zhang Jin shook his head and said.

"Didn't Deng Tu say that he would help us find a solution? Let's wait patiently first." Zhang Miao said.

It was said that Cao Cao was here, but after a while, Ma rushed in and reported that Deng Tu had arrived.

"Brother Zhang Jin, how are you living here?" Deng Tu asked with a smile.

"It's very good. The little guys said they had never lived in such a good room and had never slept in such a soft bed." Zhang Jin smiled.

Deng Tu said: "That's good, Brother Zhang Jin, I have already told my brother about your affairs, and he promised to help. Don't worry, there are many wealthy households in Xiangyang City, and honey candles are not worried about selling them."

Zhang Jin said happily: "It's great, I'm going to work hard for Brother Deng Tu."

After a while of greeting, Deng Tu wanted to say goodbye and leave.

Zhang Jin insisted and said, "Why are Brother Deng Tu in a hurry to leave? It's okay. Let's have a good drink for a few jars!"

Deng Tu felt a little embarrassed: "Brother Zhang Jin, I'm afraid it won't work today. Today, the governor of the state held a cultural meeting in Xijiachi in the south of the city. His brother asked me and my daughter to meet the market..."

Zhang Jin understood: "Since Brother Deng Tu has something to do, let's have a good meal another day, and we two have a good meal another day."

Deng Tu smiled and said, "Thank you brothers for understanding."

Just as Deng Tu was about to leave, Zhang Miao, who had been listening silently, spoke.

"Deng Zhongfu, the literary meeting held by the provincial governor must be very lively. Can Zhongfu take me to see the world and see the people in Jingzhou?" Zhang Miao looked at Deng Tu without blinking.

"This..." Deng Tu was a little embarrassed because Deng She warned him not to get too close to Zhang Miao, so as not to affect his daughter's lifelong affairs.

"If Deng Zhongfather makes things difficult, it's fine. We have never seen the world before, so we will embarrass Zhongfa if we go." Zhang Miao said in a faint tone.

Deng Tu couldn't bear it anymore, his face flushed and said, "Amiao, what are you saying? You are a rough man in the countryside, and isn't Zhong's father also a person who slaughters dogs and pigs! Go, just go with Zhong's father!"

"Amiao..." When Zhang Jin was about to scold Zhang Miao, Zhang Miao turned around and gave him a honey candle-like mouth shape.

"Amiao, you are old, you should go and see the world. Then, let Zhang Ping accompany you, so you can take care of him if you have any problems." Zhang Jin immediately changed his words.

At the literary meeting held by Liu Biao, the famous figures in Jingzhou will definitely be present. If you can take this opportunity to make friends with a few and sell honey candles to a high price, the mission of this trip will be considered complete.

The cultural gatherings attended by the provincial governor himself are the highest in Xiangyang. Not everyone can attend this cultural gathering, and there must be invitations sent by the provincial governor's office. However, Deng sacrificed himself as the provincial governor and was responsible for the work of the civil service, so it was not a problem to get the invitations.

Deng Tu took Zhang Miao and Zhang Ping back home, and Deng Lihua had already dressed up and waited.

When he saw Zhang Miao, Lihua Deng was very surprised and then a smile appeared on her face.

"Zhang Jun, do you want to attend the literary meeting too?" Deng Lihua asked with a smile.

Zhang Miao smiled slightly: "I heard that Jing Xiang has many heroes, and I want to see it, so I begged Zhongfu to take me with me."

Deng Lihua smiled and said, "With Mr. Zhang's knowledge, he might be able to make a big splash in the literary club."

Zhang Miao smiled slightly: "Miss is so ridiculous. The girl dressed so beautifully today, she will surely fascinate countless handsome Jing Xiang!"

"Nonsense!" Deng Lihua said shyly, and put down the curtains of the car windows and curtains.

There was a whispering sound from the carriage, and there seemed to be other women besides Teng.

"Amiao, come on, take down Lihua Deng as soon as possible!" Zhang Ping said quietly in Zhang Miao's ear.
Chapter completed!