In the end, Song Qiu only decided on nine nursing homes, three in a shift, divided into three shifts, taking turns to be on duty in the morning, afternoon, and evening, ensuring that someone in each shift was responsible for patrolling the entire house.
Of course, the hanging flower door is locked at night, and people from the outer courtyard cannot enter. The three guards on duty patrol the outer courtyard, and go out of the gate every two-quarters of an hour to patrol around the wall.
There are several traps under the walls of the inner courtyard where thieves can easily get into. Orion Gao Liang and his men have set up several traps. As long as the thieves dare to jump down, they will surely fall into the trap.
There was only one left, Yang Dabao, who was originally a farmer, so Song Qiu simply asked him to take care of the vegetable garden in the west cross courtyard.
It's such a big area. Her breasts are just for leisure. If it gets really busy, she can't handle them. She doesn't want her breasts to be so tiring.
There were about ten people added to the house at once, and apart from the fact that the house became a little livelier, the days didn't change much, and they lived the same way.
The most important thing is that it cost dozens of taels of silver, plus the raw materials for making Doubanjiang. Song Qiu counted his savings and couldn't wait to make more money while taking advantage of Doubanjiang.
You can feel at ease when you have it in your hand.
But if you want to make a lot of money, red pepper is indispensable.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Song Qiu was no longer afraid of the sun or the heat. He took Du Chuanfu and others and rushed out in seven cars to collect red peppers from each village, even those towns and villages 70 to 80 miles away from Songshan Village.
Gone.
After working hard for six or seven days, my skin became tanned and I became thinner.
Old Yuan felt distressed and refused to let her out without saying anything.
Song Qiu was indeed exhausted from the sun and was exhausted, so he rested and let Du Chuanfu continue to run with the people for two days.
Then we took back a lot of red peppers, which were piled up in the village and at home. Looking at the bright red peppers and thinking that they were all worth money, I felt very happy.
The first batch of doubanjiang was ready after more than half a month of fermentation. Song Qiu took some time to deliver the 100 jars and two large vats that Shen requested.
She sent it in person, and she also sent this batch with a letter saying that Doubanjiang is available and can be ordered.
Last year, many restaurants in Panshi Town alone came to inquire about it, but they couldn't supply it at that time, so they only sold it to Boss Lu.
This year is different, everyone is welcome, as many as they want are available.
A jar of five kilograms is worth 400 liters per jar, and a jar of 100 jins is forty taels.
A tank weighing fifty kilograms is supposed to cost four taels of silver per tank, but for the two tanks combined, Song Qiu only received six taels.
By the way, I also gave Shen a jar of red oil.
Mr. Shen has eaten this red oil before and knows that it is a good thing. It can be used for salad dressing or noodles. It tastes very fragrant.
When I asked about the red oil, there was a lot of it, and I could buy it in large quantities. I immediately ordered fifty jars of it and asked her to hurry up and deliver it tomorrow so that she could ship it back to her home along with Doubanjiang.
Mrs. Shen also accepted Song Qiu and paid the money with a smile. She also said that she had helped promote Doubanjiang. I guess people would come looking for her soon. In addition, she would also promote the red oil to her later.
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Sure enough, as soon as Song Qiu left Tongfang Pharmacy, Fan Jin, the purchasing manager of the Fan family, came to find him.
"Song Xiaodong, I heard that Doubanjiang is now available for ordering? I'm so glad that it's finally here. Our old man sent me to order 300 jars of Doubanjiang."
Three hundred altars?
Song Qiu was shocked when he heard this.
Fan Jin said that it was not much at all. Fan had a large family, and he had to send some to the second master in Beijing, as well as to all the in-laws. This was not enough at all, and he would have to buy more soon.
Song Qiu was naturally happy for such a large order, and smiled and promised to deliver the goods to the town early tomorrow morning.
Fan Jin immediately wanted to settle all the money first and asked Song Qiu if he wanted silver notes or silver ingots.
Song Qiu thought it would be more convenient to bring a banknote when traveling far away, so he asked for a banknote.
After the deal was agreed, Song Qiu turned to Fang Ji's grocery store and said it.
Fang Hui had already said that when Doubanjiang was ready, he should give him a shout.
After deciding on this, I went to the pottery kiln to order a lot of small jars, and then returned to the village.
The next day, Du Chuanfu took his six sons and others on a mule cart to deliver 300 jars of bean paste to the Fan family in the town, as well as 50 jars of red oil ordered by Shen.
A jar of red oil is only five kilograms. This requires no less effort than doubanjiang. The chilies must be dried first, and then the dried chilies must be roasted until fragrant, crispy, and then crushed. This is also troublesome and requires a lot of oil.
In addition, she plans to order dried chili peppers from Fang Ji to continue making red oil later, and the price will increase when the time comes. This cost will be included now.
Therefore, Song Qiu's price is more expensive than that of Doubanjiang, and such a jar costs 800 yuan.
Fifty altars are forty taels of silver.
After Shen's business got off to a good start, the town got wind of the situation. Song Qiu took up residence at home, and many people came one after another.
They are all shop owners of restaurants in town.
This one has ten jars of bean paste, and that one has one jar of doubanjiang.
The same goes for red oil, this one has two jars and that one has five jars.
Shopkeeper Qi was the first one to come. He was Lu Ji's top shopkeeper, so he came here for Lu Ji. Lu Ji wanted restaurants and other restaurants in Fucheng and other places as well, so he needed a lot.
Lu Jiben was the only restaurant besides Xian Fulai Restaurant that got the first opportunity to get Doubanjiang last year. It sold very well, so naturally it was more happy than others that you could order as much Doubanjiang as you wanted.
I am even more worried that this time is over and this year’s Doubanjiang will be gone again.
So with a wave of his hand, he signed a contract with Song Qiu for one hundred jars of bean paste and two hundred jars of red oil.
Song Qiu was also shocked by Master Lu's generosity. Good guy, a tank of fifty kilograms, a hundred tanks, that's five thousand kilograms. How long will it take? It can't be used up in a year.
Immediately, I said, don’t worry, I have enough Doubanjiang this year, and I decided not to have a situation where I only bought a few dozen jars and then ran out of stock.
She harvested a lot of red peppers this year. The big ones were used to make bean paste, and the small ones were used to make some red oil. This was also because Fang Hui must have a lot of dried peppers, so she would buy them from him when the time came.
, there is an endless supply, and you can also make red oil.
But shopkeeper Qi obeyed Mr. Lu's instructions and did not change at all. With a wave of his hand, he ordered so many.
Song Qiu was so happy that he could make money, and there was no reason not to sell it, so he signed the reservation happily.
In one day, Song Qiu negotiated a lot of business and agreed to deliver it to them one by one in order starting from the next day.
When Du Chuanfu came back from delivering the goods, he asked the Fan family for a hundred jars of red oil.
There are so many orders all at once, but Fang Hui, a big customer, has not come yet.
Song Qiuxi smiled brightly and waved her hand. On the Zhuangzi, everyone in the Zhangjia workshop is doing it for me. Work harder every day, chop more peppers, grind more dried peppers, and process them for money!
The temptation of processing money is quite great. Nowadays, everyone is working even harder. They wish they could work without taking a break at noon or work at night.