Others are also very sensitive to the price of shoes, but they are not easy to ask directly. Now that Aunt San asked first, her eyes were all on Mang Ye, and she wanted to know what the shoes she made herself worth.

Mulberry leaves have long thought about the price of tiger-head shoes, but

When the market demand is unknown, she is not sure whether the price she sets is reasonable. After all, her psychological price is three times higher than that of ordinary shoes. She even took a lucky number, sixty-six-month-old pair.

Worried about scaring these people, Mang Ye coughed dryly and lied: "I don't know how much it should be sold for a pair, so the price has not been settled yet." As she said that, she asked everyone curiously: "What about you, how much do you think is worth a pair?"

Everyone had never thought about this question before. Now that Sang Ye asked this, he looked at me and I looked at you, and no one came forward to quote first.

Finally, the third aunt said, "The shoes are very difficult to make. I think it would be great to make one pair for 25 cents and earn five cents. If it is sold well, it would be no problem to sell a dozen or twenty pairs a day, and earn one or two taels of silver a month."

"Well, I also think it's appropriate to earn five cents per pair of shoes. If someone thinks it's expensive, he can give you another one or two cents."

"Yes, these shoes look good, and they are good, but they are not good at selling when the price is high. I think the volume is more appropriate, so it is best to attract those shoe dealers to buy it."

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The price quoted by Aunt San has been recognized by most people. Two people felt that the price was low and were embarrassed to say it rashly.

Sang Ye was speechless and had no courage to report the auspicious number of sixty-six texts. She was worried that she would scare these people to faint.

Maybe earning one or two taels of silver a month is a good income in Shangzheng Village, where the annual income is generally around seven or eight taels. If she is a contented woman, she might be satisfied, but she is not.

These days, she has spent a lot of effort on her boss, not just for the ten or twenty taels of silver this year. To be true, it would be better to instruct the fat group to go to the mountains to pick her up a few rabbits. The money for selling rabbits this year is probably more than earning more than selling shoes.

Seeing that Sang Ye never spoke, Aunt San vaguely guessed that her price had been lower and couldn't help asking: "Xiao Ye, I'll go to the city to sell shoes the day after tomorrow. It's better to set the price earlier. What do you think in your heart?"

Sang Ye didn't want to quote the price, but these people would go to the city the day after tomorrow. Sooner or later, they would know the price, so they made some preparations: "These shoes are different from the shoes we usually wear, so we must not use ordinary shoes and they are all decorated with wooden hairpins. They are decorated with women to fix their buns, but their value is one world. Although our tiger-head shoes are not that exaggerated, I would rather not do this business for a pair of shoes to make a few cents."

When Aunt San and others heard this, even if they didn’t know the exact price, they knew that the price would definitely not be low, and almost everyone was not optimistic about it. Aunt San even advised him with great sincerity: “Xiao Ye, no matter how special these tiger-head shoes are, they are just shoes on the mud. If they have that money, it’s not good to buy a few taels of meat. How could they spend more money on shoes?”

Sang Ye expected that Aunt San would say this, but she was not angry or discouraged. She just smiled and said, "Aunt San, I understand what you said, but if you don't try it, how can you know that it can't be sold at a high price? Or the same thing, it can't be sold at a high price. If I don't do this business, there are always other ways to make money."

Seeing that Sang Ye's attitude was so firm, Aunt San knew that it was useless to say a lot of good things, and her heart felt so painful for the wage that she could only earn once!

Others are not much better. Before this, they were counting on this skill in making shoes and spending a long time with mulberry leaves. The road seems to be about to be broken now.

Seeing them dejected and disapproving of their appearance, Mang Ye was quite funny and did not rush to explain.

Aunt San was unwilling to give up. She felt that the price might not be as outrageous as she thought. She cheered up again and asked Sang Ye carefully: "Then, how much money do you plan to sell for this pair of shoes?"

The others also looked over with the last bit of expectations.
Chapter completed!