If it was not used up in the palace, it would go into the market.
The Shopkeepers whom Su Xiaolu bought fish from asked her if she wanted fish, but Su Xiaolu did not.
It was not that she did not want to eat it, but Zhou Zhi had told her that the current white fish was controlled and accumulated by the emperor. The price of this fish would not be high for long.
Knowing that the price of this fish would decrease, Su Xiaolu naturally did not want to buy it.
The price of the white fish dropped to 500 taels per fish, and the capital was in an uproar.
When Su Sanlang and Madam Zhao returned, they sighed. The white fish had been mashed with some sauerkraut to make fishballs. They were delicious and refreshing. Even if a dish cost dozens of taels, it was not enough.
At night, Madam Zhao came to Su Xiaoling and Su Xiaolu's house. She asked Su Xiaolu gently, "Xiaolu, do you still want to eat fish? It's cheaper now."
With that, Madam Zhao took out the money and stuffed it into Su Xiaolu's hands. Her intentions could not be clearer. She could buy as much as she liked.
Su Xiaolu hugged Madam Zhao and said sweetly, "Thank you for doting on me, Mother, but we don't have to buy fish now. Before long, the price of the fish will decrease."
According to Zhou Zhi's analysis, if the vortex in the sea became smaller, more white fish would be caught. The white fish would reproduce rapidly in the sea. In the future, the price of each white fish would not exceed ten taels of silver.
The white fish had medicinal properties and was destined to be different from ordinary fish. However, it could not replace medicine, so the price of the white fish would not be so low that all the commoners could afford it. However, if the price was lowered, it would definitely become a delicacy commonly used by all rich people.
"Will it go down again?"
Madam Zhao was a little suspicious. Previously, a white fish cost a few thousand taels. Now, it only costs five hundred taels per fish. The price had already fallen too much. Madam Zhao did not know how much it could fall. She thought for a moment and pinched Su Xiaolu's cheek. She said gently, "It doesn't matter even if it doesn't fall. Buy it if you want to eat it. Take these banknotes with you. It's convenient when you use it."
Madam Zhao still gave the banknotes to Su Xiaolu. No matter what price the white fish dropped to, her daughter could use it if she wanted to.
Su Xiaolu took the banknotes and felt warm in her heart.
After Madam Zhao left, Su Xiaoling and Su Xiaolu fell asleep.
It was already winter and early December. Su Xiaoling was getting married in a few days. Su Xiaolu was getting more and more reluctant to part with her. She did not practice swordsmanship during this period of time and accompanied Su Xiaoling every day.
If Su Xiaoling wanted to cook, she would help her start the fire, just like before.
When Su Xiaoling was embroidering, Su Xiaolu watched from the side and handed over the needles and thread. The two sisters were together every day.
Even when Su Xiaolu fell asleep, she hugged Su Xiaoling tightly.
On the second day of December, it snowed in the capital.
In the morning, Dou Fu and Hui Xiang were clearing the snow in the courtyard. After breakfast, Su Xiaolu said to Su Xiaoling, "Sister, let's build a snowman."
Su Xiaoling smiled and nodded. "Okay."
"Xiaolu, what do you want to build?"
Su Xiaoling asked.
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