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Chapter 674: Chapter 679 Pleasant Cooperation_1
Qiao Duo’er doesn’t like the smell of raw meat, but at least there aren’t such upsetting people inside.
It wasn’t until Chen Dashan and Mrs. Dashan had finally finished the current rush that they had time to serve Qiao Duo’er and her husband.
"I’m really sorry, we’ve been too busy and just couldn’t get away,"
Mrs. Dashan said apologetically.
Qiao Duo’er shook her head, "It’s our fault for coming at the wrong time, delaying your business."
"Not at all, the customers come in waves, as if they had an appointment. Once this busy period is over, it’ll be fine. The tea has gone cold; I’ll go get a fresh pot."
Mrs. Dashan touched the teapot and became even more flustered.
Qiao Duo’er and Tan Zhenghong were their noble people; how could they treat their guests like this?
"Sister-in-law, don’t fuss over us, let’s just settle the account quickly," Qiao Duo’er hurriedly intervened.
The weather was too cold now; she didn’t want to come out every day.
Mrs. Dashan looked at Chen Dashan, as she still wanted to buy some pastries. Did they still need them now?
Chen Dashan reassured her, "Just listen to Duo’er, hurry and bring the ledger, they must have other things to do."
Mrs. Dashan nodded and promptly brought out the ledger.
Qiao Duo’er also took out her ledger; she and Mrs. Dashan were responsible for checking accounts, while Chen Dashan and Tan Zhenghong took care of the abacus, and it wasn’t long before they calculated the total price.
"That comes to fifty-three taels, let’s just call it fifty taels," Chen Dashan generously rounded down.
He had seen and overheard the conversation between Shi Zhu and Qiao Duo’er just now, and lowering the price a bit more was a gesture of goodwill.
Mrs. Dashan felt the pinch, but she knew her husband’s intention.
Losing a few taels of silver now would secure the business with the Tan Family, from which they stood to benefit.
Qiao Duo’er handed over fifty-three taels of silver to Mrs. Dashan: "We all run small businesses, how can we take three taels of silver from you?"
Now being somewhat of a businessperson herself, she understood that making money is hard.
Chen Dashan pushed the broken silver back: "It’s fine, you’re all regular customers."
"Brother Chen, your meat is fresh and fairly priced; I am reassured. I am very willing to maintain the status quo," Qiao Duo’er said earnestly.
But if Chen Dashan were to deliver diseased pork or short the weight, she would change her supplier.
In other words, the choice to continue the collaboration was in Chen Dashan’s hands.
Mrs. Dashan quickly added, "Don’t worry, our butcher shop has been handed down for generations, and we’ve always run an honest business."
Otherwise, her family’s shop wouldn’t have so many loyal customers.
"Then here’s to our continued pleasant cooperation," Qiao Duo’er said with a smile.
With no change in the supplier, she could worry less, so she hoped the cooperation would continue more than anyone.
Hearing Qiao Duo’er’s words eased Chen Dashan and his wife greatly.
Mrs. Dashan nodded vigorously: "You can be completely assured; I’ll definitely take good care of it."
Having said that, she collected the silver and, realizing she might appear too eager, her neck turned red.
As the saying goes, people die for wealth as birds die for food; loving silver is natural, and there’s nothing to be embarrassed about as long as it’s earned through legitimate means.
Fearing Mrs. Dashan might die of shame, Qiao Duo’er quickly changed the subject.
"By the way, I have another matter."
She had already inquired that the Festival gift for workers in town was half a pound of pork and half a pack of pastries. Some would even take home their wages.
Giving a pound of pork, two fish, plus a red envelope was indeed a very presentable festival gift.
Chen Dashan slapped his chest: "If there’s anything you need, just let me know. I won’t refuse as long as it’s within my power."
