After becoming rich overnight, I handed over the system.

Chapter 231 2 silver coins

Ding Lan gave her half to Da Niu Jie, while Uncle Ding gave his half to his wife. Only Ding's father ate the whole piece himself.

Besides selling ripe persimmons, the family is making as many dried persimmons as possible. Zhu Zi said that the best season to sell dried persimmons is when winter comes.

Finally, the weather started to get cold, and the persimmon cakes were finished. Each persimmon cake was evenly covered with white frost.

The family is planning to sell dried persimmons, and now they are discussing the price.

"Tell me, how much should we sell these persimmon cakes?"

"I think we should sell it for 100 coins per catty!" Ding Niang said directly.

She finally got to eat some dried persimmons, since there were plenty left at home. These dried persimmons were even better than many other things she had ever tasted.

"One hundred coins! Why don't you just say one tael of silver!" Ding's father scoffed. He thought his wife was daydreaming. Who would spend one hundred coins on something that couldn't be eaten?

"Then tell me how much!" Ding Niang retorted, feeling indignant. This dog of a husband not only didn't leave her any food, but now he was even scolding her.

Even his uncle knew to leave some good food for his wife, but this shameless man didn't think about his wife at all. Ding's mother got angrier and angrier as she thought about it, glaring at Ding's father.

"It's no use glaring at me. Am I wrong? In my opinion, eighty, or even fifty coins a pound, is fine!" Father Ding felt that the price he offered was quite reasonable.

Uncle Ding and the others who hadn't spoken nodded, unanimously agreeing that what the second brother said made some sense.

"Zhu Zi, what do you think?" Grandpa Ding still wanted to ask his little grandson.

Ding Lan thought for a moment, "Grandpa, the process of making persimmon cakes is a bit complicated and takes a long time, so we can price them higher. Currently, only we can make persimmon cakes. Hmm, we can change the name to Ruyi Cakes. Also, the New Year is coming soon, and persimmon cakes can be stored for a longer period of time during this season. Wouldn't that be a very suitable gift for visiting relatives and friends during the New Year? So I think it's okay to be a little more expensive. I agree with what my mother said, one hundred coins per catty is acceptable."

"Look, even my son said that the price I offered was reasonable!" Ding Niang immediately became proud when she saw that her son supported her.

The others exchanged glances and agreed that Ding Lan's words made sense.

"Let's sell it like this for now!"

The next day, Ding Lan brought some dried persimmons and went to the market with her father and uncle.

"Uncle, Dad, let's not set up our stall yet, let's go visit Master Hu!"

Uncle Ding and his companion thought it was a good idea, since Master Hu was a big customer, and it would be nice if he could buy their persimmon cakes.

The group arrived at Master Hu's residence and happened to run into Steward Hu seeing the guests off.

"Hello, Grandpa Hu!"

"Children, what are you doing here?" Butler Hu still remembered this child.

"Grandpa Hu, we've made some new desserts and would like to send them to you for a taste!" Ding Lan replied with a smile.

"Is it going to be persimmons again?" If it is persimmons, he has to refuse them for his master. The doctor said a few days ago that persimmons are cold in nature, and his master can't eat too many of them.

"No, these are our newly made Ruyi cakes, please try them!" Ding Lan immediately took out a persimmon cake from her basket and gave it to the other person. Before coming, her family had already removed the persimmon stems, so no one would have noticed that it was made from persimmons in such a short time.

"Oh, this color is quite nice!" Butler Hu didn't stand on ceremony and put it in his mouth to taste it carefully. It was soft, sweet, and fragrant, just right for the old lady!

"Why don't you wait here for a moment? I'll go and report this!" Butler Hu told them to wait at the gatehouse while he went inside to report.

"Zhu Zi, do you think Master Hu would be interested in our persimmon cakes?" Ding's father asked cautiously.

"Dad, Ruyi cakes!" Ding Lan corrected.

"Alright, alright, Dad misspoke, it's a lucky cake!" Dad Ding secretly slapped his own mouth.

"Don't worry, Father. There might only be one of these Ruyi cakes in the entire Great Zhou Dynasty. If Master Hu has the eye, he'll definitely take a liking to it!" Ding Lan said confidently, still wondering if Lin Liuyi had received the two persimmon cakes she had sent.

Her grandmother was watching her too closely, so she could only sneak out two persimmon cakes and hurriedly gave them to Lin Liuyi as a reward.

Lin Liuyi had already started eating her own persimmon cake. "This family's skills are pretty good. The persimmon cakes they make are quite delicious!"

Amid Ding's father's internal struggle between "Master Hu has good taste" and "Master Hu has no good taste," Butler Hu invited them inside.

The three of them followed Butler Hu cautiously, not daring to glance around. Butler Hu was pleased with the family's behavior.

Upon entering the hall, Mr. Hu was sitting in the main seat, enjoying tea.

"Kid, I heard you have some new gadgets at home!"

Ding Lan stepped forward without hesitation: "Master Hu, these are our homemade auspicious cakes. We've come especially to invite you to try them." As she spoke, she handed over a cake.

Mr. Hu took the persimmon cake and said, "Alright, I'll have a taste!"

He took a bite, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

"These auspicious cakes are delicious and have a unique texture."

Ding Lan quickly pressed her advantage: "Master Hu, these auspicious cakes not only taste delicious, but also have auspicious meanings. With the New Year approaching, they would be perfect as gifts for relatives and friends. Moreover, we are the only family in the entire Great Zhou that has these auspicious cakes."

Master Hu nodded. "Young man, what you say makes sense. I just wonder how much these auspicious cakes cost?"

Father Ding nervously rubbed his hands, just about to announce the price.

To everyone's surprise, Ding Lan loudly proclaimed, "Two hundred coins per pound."

Ding's father and uncle were both stunned. "Zhu Zi, how come you doubled it?"

After a moment's thought, Master Hu said, "It's not expensive. I'll cover it all as a New Year's gift. But, kid, you must promise that your family is the only one of its kind in the entire Great Zhou!"

The Ding family was overjoyed, and Ding Lan was also extremely happy. "Don't worry, Master Hu, this is absolutely unique in the entire Great Zhou!"

Ding Lan was waiting for Master Hu to haggle, but who knew Master Hu would be so agreeable.

This time, the group didn't bring too many persimmons. Seeing that Master Hu was not satisfied with the quantity, Ding Lan immediately said that she had more at home.

Having promised Master Hu, they would deliver the persimmon cakes as soon as they got home, and then the group left the Hu residence.

"Zhu Zi, quickly show your father the silver!" Just now at the Hu residence, Father Ding didn't dare to speak, and it was Ding Lan who took the silver.

Silver, that's silver! Families like theirs mostly see and receive copper coins; silver is a rare sight indeed.

Uncle Ding was also extremely excited. He shared the same thought as his younger brother—that was money!

"Father, it's just 10 taels of silver!" Ding Lan said nonchalantly.

"Look at you, that's 10 taels of silver! Our family is rich now!" Thinking about the persimmons still stored at home, Ding's father's eyes almost lit up.

With 10 taels of silver in his pocket, Ding's father could barely walk. When he saw that Ding Lan wanted to buy other things, he grabbed her and dragged her home!