20 wen is not a small amount; it's enough to cover a family's expenses for a month.
Initially, everyone was hesitant to buy, but seeing the quality was so good and others buying in large volumes, they dared not hesitate any longer and all began to purchase.
Eventually, more and more people came to buy flour, and soon, it seemed the flour was about to be sold out.
Lin Wei was grinning from ear to ear, yet he felt a bit reluctant, so he reserved 50 jin for himself, and the remaining 300 jin was all marked up to 30 wen.
Still, many people came to buy, shoving money at him as if it were worthless, fearing they wouldn't get any flour.
Lin Wei happily counted the money; he had just earned ten times the price, which delighted him no end.
It seemed he had to go to the Deserted Mountain again for stock; the earnings from the mountain these days had far exceeded what he made in the past decade.
