This is precisely the matter that Qin Yuan is extremely concerned about, so she asked, "How many taels per pound is pepper now?"
"Forty-two taels per pound."
"Oh."
Shen Changle asked, "Madam, how low do you think it will fall?"
Qin Yuan raised three fingers.
"Thirty taels?"
Qin Yuan nodded.
Shen Changle hesitated and said, "This drop is too drastic."
Qin Yuan said, "The surrounding provinces will only drop more. At that time, I will let you run to other places. The faster the price falls, the better. You should think of some more strategies."
Shen Changle understood, this meant having him find ways to spread some news, and he would also be sent to other places to collect pepper.
"What Madam orders, I will definitely execute. But does Madam think the pepper prices will surely rise again?"
Qin Yuan nodded.
Shen Changle didn't ask further. After talking about some other matters, he said, "I still need to pay respects to Sixth Master."
Qin Yuan nodded, "Go ahead."
