Yan Yu nodded: "I've done it for a long time. My uncle even carved a mold for me. By the way, dad, you should also remember the mold and don't get involved."
After hearing this, Yan Laoer was speechless. I'm not at home. How much did you do?
"What else? Just finish it in one go so that I don't have to confess to your uncle."
Yan Yu lay down, pulled the quilt to cover herself, and kept talking with her little mouth.
As Yan Laoer listened, he felt that this family really couldn't live without him. Look, he was everywhere.
"Mooncakes have to be sold, and pigs have to be hunted. I'll go to Yongning early tomorrow morning to check out the market. If they sell well, I'll make them. If not, I'll make enough for the people in the village to order." Yan Laoer made up his mind.
My eyelids started to fight.
In the past two days, he could only sleep a few times. As soon as he lay down on his own kang, under the warm quilt, he couldn't hold on.
While talking, the person fell asleep.
The snoring gradually began.
Li Xuemei moved the quilt to the side, and Yan Yu crawled over, smiled, and turned over for his father.
The snoring sound disappeared immediately.
Yan Yu climbed back into his bed and retired.
…
Yan Laoer had been to Yongning City several times. He looked familiar at the city gate, handed over the coins skillfully, and the whole family entered the city.
Da Ya was close to her aunt, her head lowered.
There were shouts in her ears and the lively noises on the street, which made her couldn't help but raise her eyes and peek, and she looked at it again and again, and soon she became fascinated.
The Mid-Autumn Festival is not only a festival that symbolizes reunion, but also means that farmers have been busy for a year and are finally about to harvest.
The weather in Guanzhou is particularly good this year, and the streets of Yongning are becoming increasingly noisy.
Shops on the street also hold some events to suit the occasion.
Red lanterns were hung up and red paper was posted everywhere.
The city is full of hawkers walking in the streets, some selling fruits, some selling flowers, and some country people carrying chicken coops into the city to sell them, sitting stiffly on the street corners, waiting for people to ask...
The pastry shop is full of people, and there is an endless stream of people.
There were tables set up outside the shop, and the waiters were busy greeting the customers, and they kept saying nice and auspicious words.
Mooncakes wrapped in oil paper with red paper on top sell the most.
There are three clerks, one is responsible for hawking, one is responsible for bringing people into the shop to pay for the goods, and the third is dedicated to serving big customers and selling mooncakes packed in wooden boxes with high-quality packaging.
Good guys, the division of labor is quite clear.
Business is also really good.
Rarely do I buy one portion, and most buy two portions as a base. Some of them look like they belong to wealthy families, and the mooncakes in wooden boxes are taken away on a cart.
The paper-wrapped mooncakes sold at the pastry shop cost fifty cents, but there were only four pieces in them.
A piece of mooncake costs more than twelve cents.
Yan Laoer thought for a while and finally gritted his teeth and bought a pack.
It's not enough to just know how many pieces there are. You also have to see what other people's mooncakes look like and taste them before you can price your own mooncakes.
The family found a back street and opened the paper package.
Look at the size first, then the mold.
"They are about the same size. The patterns printed on them are printed on them, so let's call it a tie." Yan Yu commented very eccentrically.
Li Xuemei said something fair: "Although there is no writing on this mold, the word 'good luck and good luck' is written on the red paper. For this good omen, maybe I am willing to spend a few more pennies."
Yan Laoer broke off a piece and divided it with Li Xuemei. The remaining three pieces were given to the three children respectively.
Yan Yu took a bite and said, "Well, there are green and red threads."
"This is filled with fruit filling." Da Ya whispered.
Yan Xiangheng: "I also have dried fruit."
"The Wuren ones have green and red silk inside." Li Xuemei said.
Yan Laoer then laughed: "Hey, isn't this a coincidence? They are different from us. Then our mooncakes will be easier to sell, but we have to cut them into small pieces for people to see and taste. This
With all the losses included, I’m afraid we won’t make much money from these mooncakes.”
He first gave these three women vaccinations.
This prevents them from having too high expectations and being disappointed when the final payment is made.
"It's money after all! If you don't sell mooncakes, you won't be able to earn a single copper!" Yan Yu said.
Yan Laoer let out a laugh, look at his daughter's mentality, she is born to do small business!
There's nothing wrong with that, just think that way.
If you can’t make big money and look down on small money, then what are you doing? Waiting for pie to fall from the sky!
Yan Laoer didn't take them to Nanshi, but went directly to the entrance of an alley where there were many houses to sell.
"Moon cakes are delicious! They are delicious and not expensive. They can be given to relatives and friends during the festival, and they will be reunited under the full moon!"
"Your mooncakes don't have red paper!" A woman came over and said critically.
"I made it at home. I didn't prepare much. I'm sorry. But our mooncakes are delicious and cheap. They are both sweet and salty. Sister-in-law, try them and see which one suits your appetite better." Yan Laoer said with a smile.
Li Xuemei then handed over the prepared small pieces for tasting.
How can you not eat the food that is brought to your mouth?
The woman didn't even hesitate and killed her directly.
Then I saw that the mooncakes also had words on them, and they were just a bit worse than the ones sold in pastry shops. So I asked, "How much does a pack cost?"
"A pack of six, half salty and half sweet, fifty cents."
The woman silently calculated in her mind, six, which is two more than the pastry shop!
"Okay, give me two packs."
Yan Laoer said yes and motioned for Daya to bring it to her.
Collected the money and gave it to Yan Xiangheng.
"Eldest nephew, I'll leave this to you." He then said to Li Xuemei, "I'll take a few packs of mooncakes to show my favor."
"Go." Li Xuemei nodded: "The three of us are enough."
Yan Yu then followed her father to protect customers from door to door.
Yan Laoer packaged the mooncakes individually, only containing four pieces.
It was almost the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the people in charge of purchasing for these families were also busy. I was really unhappy to see him coming to deliver moon cakes, and enthusiastically bought snacks such as walnuts and peanuts for Yan Yu.
After visiting several stores in succession, Yan Yu collected a bunch of various snacks and snacks.
Yan Yu was so happy.
Yan Laoer was even happier. The mooncakes were not given away for free, old customers took care of his business again, and he received orders for charcoal and Xiangjizi.
However, he was always irritated when talking to his wife, saying that the fixed monthly payment was only so much.
I also made it clear to people that from now on this will be all they have every month, and they will be sold out once they are sold out.
It felt like hunger marketing, which made people ask for two more yuan.
The spices that are not easy to sell are sold in large quantities in the countryside, but in wealthy families like Yongning City, they are just the most daily consumables.
After Yan Laoer visited various houses, he took Yan Yu to the busiest Nanshi.
They don't buy anything, they just go to crowded places.
Don't underestimate these stalls, news circulates very quickly.
Just as Yan Laoer thought, the popularity of the Crown Princess had not dissipated just a few days after she got married, and there were a lot of people discussing her.
Some talked about the grand occasion when the Crown Princess entered the palace that day, while others said that the Crown Princess was from the south and was not used to the weather in Guanzhou. It was said that she fell ill as soon as she arrived.
Others said that the Crown Princess encountered a little thief on the road, and she didn’t know what was taken away. It must be valuable, otherwise people would not be sent to look for it along the way. The little thief has become rich...
Yan Laoer and Yan Yu heard clearly and looked at each other.