The steward looked at the lightness of the dried chili peppers, so he decided not to weigh them on the scale. He bought some first and tried them out. If they were good and the boss praised them, he would buy them again. Anyway, he would walk this road at least once a month.
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Immediately he said: "Then just do as the girl said, please help me pretend to settle the score."
He wanted to buy it without saying a word, and he didn't even ask the price. Of course Song Qiu also wanted to mention the price up front.
Doubanjiang is her exclusive secret recipe. Not to mention how much trouble it takes to make it, and how much rapeseed oil she spends on it. No one except her knows how to make it. Things are rare and expensive, so they can't be cheap.
Besides, she already has these, and if she sells them out at a cheap price, she has to wait until the red peppers come out next year, so she can’t sell them out easily, right?
The same goes for dried chili peppers. It only takes six to seven kilograms to produce one kilogram.
Although the cost of a kilogram is only a few cents, she sells it for the first time. Look around, who else has it besides her?
Now that the news has spread, someone figured out how the dried chili peppers were red chili peppers, and there were no red chili peppers for him to make, right?
Have to wait until next year!
Song Qiu considered the appropriate price in his mind, ensuring that he would make a big profit without losing anything, and said: "I want my uncle to know that this dried chili is fifty cents per catty, and the bean paste is four hundred cents per jar, and a jar is five cents."
A pound of bean paste.”
If you break it down carefully, it's really not expensive. In these five kilograms, rapeseed oil is almost fifty cents, as well as wine and other seasonings.
Anyway, it was not expensive. Song Qiu reported the price calmly, which made Old Yuan behind him sweat.
This girl, four hundred cents a jar, isn’t that eighty cents a pound of doubanjiang?
Good guy!
Old Yuan felt that they would definitely not buy it. After all, what kind of condiments are so expensive?
The steward here was shocked when he heard this. The most expensive condiments he had ever bought were pepper, star anise, fragrant leaves and the like, and they only cost fifty cents a pound.
Good guy, this bean paste costs 400 cents per jar, which is 80 cents per catty. How many dishes can be made?
He thought about it in his mind. Although it is a bit expensive, it is more valuable than rare. He paused, clapped his hands and said, "Okay! Please weigh me, girl. We are still in a hurry!"
When Song Qiu saw him, she still wanted to buy it. One was willing to fight and the other was willing to suffer. Anyway, the steward would not suffer a loss. Her Doubanjiang was a good thing.
Because of its aroma, stir-fried dishes are more delicious. In later generations, residents living near the restaurant often came to sell them. Her father's ones tasted better, and people would rather buy theirs than go to the supermarket.
Her craftsmanship was passed down from her father.
Song Qiu said "wait a moment" and went back.
I put some small jars I bought a few days ago to use. I took two and scooped out bean paste and filled them with five kilograms of bean paste. There was no need to weigh it, and there was no need to weigh it. In short, it would not be missing.
In addition, I weighed another ten kilograms of dried chili peppers. There is not much left from the ones brought from the inn now, and I will have to bring them again from home tomorrow.
When he came out again, Song Qiu personally took the book to settle the accounts, and reported the accounts to the steward along with the two lunch tables.
"Ten pounds of dried chili peppers cost 500 cents, two jars of bean paste cost 800 cents, and two tables of rice cost 189 cents. The total is 1,489 cents."
The steward listened and saw that the little girl's abacus was useless. He thought that the price was about the same, so he took the money bag to pay the bill.
He took out one or two ingots of broken silver, then hung up four copper plates, and then counted eighty-nine copper plates, handed them to Cheng Yun, and said: "If you come back next time if you need it, girl, remember to be the first one to sell it to me."
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If this thing gets a good response, I'm afraid many people will ask about it openly or secretly! Of course, he wants to sell a good one first, so he won't say a penny about the price.
Song Qiu didn't make any concessions. He accepted the silver and copper plates without counting them, and just nodded in agreement.
The steward ate a meal he had never had before, encountered something strange again, and left with the waiter satisfied.
Song Qiu didn't know if he would come again, but she made a lot of money when she took advantage of the good thing. She was very happy and didn't care about it.
Anyway, those who know the goods will always come to you.
When Old Yuan saw the things being sold immediately, she was filled with ecstasy, thinking that her granddaughter was so capable that she could make such valuable things and still sell them for money.
My granddaughter has great potential, but it’s a pity that my son and daughter-in-law can’t see it.
Thinking of his son and daughter-in-law who died young, the old man's eyes turned red and he quickly turned his head back to calm down.
As soon as this group of people left, two more people came in soon, and the inn became lively. With the tea shed outside, it was really a lively place.
Du Chuanfu hurriedly called and ordered the dishes, and then reported the dishes.
Song Qiu tied her apron back and continued to work.
Today, in addition to boiled fish, there are also dishes such as steamed pork ribs, braised pork intestines, braised pork, lotus root pork ribs soup, fried lotus root with pickled peppers, etc.
After several tables were busy, there was still not much food left.
It was mid-afternoon and no one was staying at the hotel. Song Qiu thought that he could close the shop today.
While resting, I waited for the tea shed to close the stalls, and sure enough, no one was staying at the hotel.
Song Qiu asked Wang to finish dinner and clean up, and then asked Du Chuanfu to go back to the village to fetch bean paste and dried chili peppers.
As soon as I got home, I saw Zhang Hugua sitting in the yard of the Zhang family with a bruised nose and swollen face.
Well, I was beaten really badly.
However, when he saw him grimacing in pain and not forgetting to call Zaohua to wash the sweet potatoes for her to eat, Song Qiu didn't feel that he was miserable for a moment, because the beating was too light.
He glanced at Al-Ling, who immediately raised his neck and blinked to show understanding.
Zhang Lihua noticed the dispute between the two of them and quickly covered her mouth to prevent herself from laughing.
My uncle was really beaten badly.
Old Yuan didn't know, but when he saw Zhang Hugua in this state, he couldn't help but be frightened: "What's going on? Is it okay to bring firewood yesterday?"
Old Deng, who was sitting in the yard holding a stone egg while Miao was cooking dinner with his bare hands, frowned and said, "You said he was beaten by someone. You think it's fine. Others were beaten, but he was beaten, and he was even beaten."
I didn’t even see what the other person looked like, so I’m not stupid.”
As he said that, he glared at Zhang Hugua, "It's time to tell you to be lazy and run to town!"
Zhang Hugua bared his teeth and complained incessantly, "Mom, you see I'm like this, just let me rest for ten days and a half, and don't ask me to collect firewood."
"Who are you going to beat if you don't want to? Are you going to ask me to do it?" Ever since I found out that this guy listened to his father and came back to buy rat poison with the intention of killing Zhang Yang, accidentally harmed Shi Dan'er, and even kicked Zaohua out of guilt, the old man
Mrs. Deng no longer had any hope for this son.
I can't kill you, but you still want her to be polite?
You are so beautiful.
Zhang Hugua shrank his neck and couldn't help but look into the upper room. He didn't listen to his father's movements and had to shut up silently.
Unfortunately, I didn't listen to the drama yesterday and got a beating.