Chapter 707 Big sale!

Just wait until the braised meat comes out of the pot.

The moment the lid was lifted, Chen Nian felt a rich meat fragrance coming to his nose.

The various meats inside were completely stewed and colored, and when I got closer, I couldn't smell any fishy smell.

The layer of oily skin outside the hoof was shining. After sucking the soup, it was chubby and trembling carefully as the soup in the pot rolled slightly.

It makes people unable to help but grab it and tear it up in such a big mouthful.

Especially after coming to this world, although Chen Nian can eat meat every now and then, it is all ordinary recipes. This kind of pork made with various spices is naturally incomparable to what you usually eat.

It's basically one in the sky and the other in the ground.

After the braised pork is prepared, they naturally have to sell it. They moved the table for eating from their homes.

Then the stove was continued to be raised under the cart they usually used, and the meat was put into the pot and pushed it directly to the door.

Although it is not as good as pork head meat, it can be eaten hot and cold, but it is all braised in one pot and the taste is definitely not bad.

"It depends on where you put it. If you put it in the yard, it will definitely not be a problem for a month. Just take it back and steam it when you want to eat, but don't cook it, as the taste will become worse after cooking.

"Song San said.

"Look, six taels, one tael is more, but I won't count the money for the rest. After all, you are the first person I bought after opening. I'll give you the extra money."

After the soup inside was almost controlled, Song San put the meat on the chopping board. With a bang, the gravy flowed out from it again.

After just over an hour, it was almost a curfew, and the meat was basically sold out, with some bones left.

About half an hour later: "The pig's tail is gone. I made two pieces today, and the pork head meat has been sold out. I will make it tomorrow. If you want to buy it, you can come as soon as possible. The price is still the price today!"

Then Song San picked up the knife and cut it into pieces.

As we buy, more and more people gather here.

"OK!"

This is the price set by Song San, and he did not ask for it higher. This price is that he added five to ten cents to the extra price after taking into account the pork, seasonings, and burning firewood.

"Look at the meat I stew, just say it's fragrant!"

But just like Song San usually does, he is reluctant to buy so many seasonings and spices when he has pork. Perhaps in order to make this pork, the seasonings used are more expensive than meat, and ordinary people eat less.

Not that good at doing it.

There are chopping boards and scales on the table.

Song San did not rush to get the money, but picked up the meat that had been peeled from the pig's head from the pot: "I'll control the soup for you, and it's not that heavy when weighing it for a while. After all, you buy it.

It's the meat, not my soup."

"Shouldn't this be a great charity? Why did you end up committing a crime?"

After all, it is logical that the person who commits the crime is not worthy of sympathy, but being able to make the father talk about it often means that the other party does not seem to be the kind of vicious person, otherwise it would be nostalgia and sighing when mentioned.

It's a curse.

After asking, the man thought, "How long can you keep this meat?"

"This Mr. Wang is actually a pitiful person. He was a businessman in his early years, mainly engaged in medicinal materials business. Later, he saved some money and took root in Yong'an County. Later, his business became bigger and bigger, but Mr. Wang did not

He is unkind to the rich, but often gives medicine to some poor people."

The first person bought it, and a second person came soon.

Many people heard that the pork head was gone and their faces were disappointed, but soon they decided that since there was no pork head, they would buy some boiled pork.

As the pork was sold out, the pork was sold out, and the hoof was bought by a passing official shortly after it came out.

After all, your own craftsmanship also costs money, and different locations naturally have to have different prices.

Song San said as he cut a small piece from above and handed it to the other party.

Song San said that Chen Nian was responsible for collecting money and answering questions asked by customers.

"Dad, who is this Mr. Wang? What did he do to get in?" Chen Nian couldn't help but become curious when he saw that his father always talked about this Mr. Wang.

It can be seen that the first customer was very happy, after all, he gave him one or two more meat.

Song San sighed: "Oh, the problem lies here. I don't know what God is thinking. Just a great charity like Mr. Wang, the son he gave birth to is a fool. Although he is in his teenage years old, his mind is still like two people.

As a three-year-old child, he needs someone to feed him, and he doesn't even go to the cottage himself.

"Dad, we should close the stalls, and today's business is really good. We sold more than 900 people this night and made more than 100 people. How good is this transaction, but it's just the Chinese New Year's Day.

It would be nice if you could get half of it usually.” Chen Nian calculated and then said.

"Then the relationship is good."

There is nothing else, just because it smells too good!

"Okay, then two taels of pork head meat." The man thought for a while, then took out six copper plates from his pocket."

"A pound of pork is twenty cents, thirty cents of hooves, thirty cents of pork head, thirty cents of pig tail, 20 cents of bones, twelve cents of bones per pound."

In daily life, there are poor people, so they can't eat such delicious food. Even if they grit their teeth and buy some meat to go back and eat meat.

But before they could speak, all the eyes of passers-by were attracted.

"Song Laosan, how did you sell this meat?"

One pound above, six taels, tall!

"Yes, it's just the Chinese New Year. Many people have been busy for a whole year. When the New Year is over, they have to reward themselves, so they are willing to spend money. When I was working for Mr. Wang's house, I was clean and not during the Chinese New Year.

It was big fish and meat, and even we servants could eat a lot." Song San recalled the past.

After all, the price of pork is cheaper.

After tasting the man's eyes lit up: "It smells so good! It smells so good! Cut half a pound for me! Two taels are too little, I'm afraid I'll finish it before the Chinese New Year."

And after that, Mr. Wang took two more concubines but did not give birth. So Mr. Wang saw that he was getting older and older, even if he was doing business, he was a little helpless. One night, he strangled his son to death.

Pushed into the well.”

"Why, Dad?" Chen Nian was stunned, and he didn't expect the story to take a sharp turn.

"Oh, Mr. Wang's wife died early. If only one stupid son is left after Mr. Wang's death, he wouldn't be bullied to death?"

"But originally, only God knows him, Master Wang knows this kind of thing, but who would have thought that a servant who got up at night would directly report to the official the next day. This is what Master Wang did."
Chapter completed!