The Story of a Young Man Who Traveled Through Time and Space to Farm

Chapter 35

"It feels good," Zhang Wuliang said to Wu Maoqian, "Do you know how much the rent is here?"

Wu Maoqian thought for a while, "I heard before that it was 800 wen a month. And this family can't come back often, so the rent may be paid for a year or even more."

Zhang Wuliang nodded, it was about ten taels of silver a year, much more expensive than Yonghua Street.

Wu Maoqian explained, "In fact, the rent here is more expensive, one is because it is next to the dock, and the other is the protection fee. There are many pedestrians coming and going here, and occasionally there are passing merchant ships stopping here. If you encounter one or two scoundrels, someone has to help you solve it.

So those who open shops here either have a background or can only seek protection from others."

Protection fee? Zhang Wuliang's eyes lit up, a familiar yet unfamiliar term.

"The original rent of this shop was not worth this much. Now that his son has a good career, the shop owner has the confidence. It is inevitable to raise the price. Even so, there are still many people willing to rent it."

Zhang Wuliang was also somewhat tempted. What he needed to open a food shop was population flow.

And if he made some long-lasting food, he could sell it to merchants as dry food. But the rent, alas...

"Let's go and take a look in front," Zhang Wuliang said, putting down the things in his hands.

Zhang Wuliang approached the three people who were talking in front, and heard one of them in a blue coat say: "Uncle Li, you have known my father for so many years, and you know what kind of person he is. Before I came, my father asked me to say hello to you on his behalf. You can rest assured if you rent the shop to my family."

The other man in a navy blue shirt quickly continued: "Who is not old friends with Brother Li? My family is a long-standing signboard for making tofu. Brother Li, you will definitely not be buried if you rent the shop to my family."

"Only your family is a long-standing signboard," the man who spoke before mocked: "When my family started making tofu, you didn't even know where it was?"

"Okay, okay," Boss Li interrupted: "It is said that doing business requires harmony to make money, so don't argue anymore. When I go back, I will think carefully about who to rent the shop to, and I will notify everyone by then."

"Okay." Seeing that Boss Li had said so, the two men didn't want to bother any more, so they had to say goodbye and leave.

Boss Li was obviously relieved, and looked at Zhang Wuliang standing next to him and asked, "Little brother, do you also want to rent a shop?"

The two men had not walked far, and when they heard this, they immediately turned around and stared at Zhang Wuliang. Zhang Wuliang nodded silently in the two scary eyes.

The two eyes immediately became a little hot. When they saw Zhang Wuliang's tender face and the coarse linen clothes on his body, the malicious scrutiny slowly turned into presumptuous ridicule.

Boss Li smiled and said, "I wonder what you plan to do with the shop?"

"Sell some food and soy products," Zhang Wuliang replied.

Boss Li asked, "Brother, can you make tofu?"

Zhang Wuliang nodded, "Yes, I have made some successes before."

"I don't know where this mud-legged person came from," the man in the blue coat said sarcastically, "You think you can open a shop just because you can make a few pounds of tofu."