Wu Furong's uncle and nephew were very surprised when they saw Li Qi sitting on the stool dumbfounded, sweating profusely.
Wait--wait, why should I be afraid? Isn't this just a piece of paper? If you want to be afraid, you have to ask clearly before you get afraid.
Li Qi suddenly took a sharp breath, stood up from the stool, grabbed Wu Furong's sleeve, and asked: "Uncle Wu, where did this paper come from?"
Wu Furong was stunned for a moment, and then replied: "This is written by an old man."
"You wrote it?"
Li Qi took a closer look and saw that it was Wu Furong's handwriting. He was very confused and asked: "What do you mean by writing these things?"
"well!"
Wu Furong sighed and said: "Master Li, this is what I just wanted to tell you."
Li Qileng said: "Tell me what?"
"After you left this morning, the palace officials mentioned above all sent people to buy stinky tofu from us." Wu Furong sighed.
"Buy stinky tofu?"
Li Qi blinked and asked in disbelief: "You said they are all here to buy stinky tofu?"
Wu Furong nodded and said: "Of course, otherwise what do you think it is for?"
Damn! I was scared to death!
Li Qi let out a long breath. He had been frightened just now. In his impression, anyone who was approached by these treacherous ministers was bound to be up to no good. They would usually die, or at least be sent to the frontier.
But he never expected that these predators were here to buy stinky tofu.
"Uncle Wu, so are you. If they come to buy it, you can just sell it to them. Why bother to scare me with this thing? You don't know that I am timid and my legs will become weak when I see the cadre." Li Qi trembled.
Shaking the white paper in his hand, his face suddenly tightened, and he asked again: "By the way, you - you didn't ask them to line up, right?"
Li Qi is timid? Wu Furong really didn't know this. He twitched the corners of his mouth a few times and said: "How can I have such courage? But--!"
"But what?" Li Qi asked in surprise again.
"But - but we don't have stinky tofu to sell to them." Wu Furong said.
This is a key question!
Li Qi frowned and asked, "When did they come?"
Wu Furong said: "Some are at noon and some are in the afternoon. You don't know, these high-ranking officials want to buy a lot of portions. Yesterday Uncle Zhang only shipped less than two hundred portions in total. Even if I wanted to sell it to them, I wouldn't be able to sell it to them."
Stinless tofu is available for sale.”
This is true!
Li Qi nodded and asked: "Then what did you tell them?"
Wu Furong said truthfully: "Their masters are all high-ranking officials of the imperial court. We can't afford to offend any of them, so I didn't dare to refuse them. I just said that I would ask someone to send them to their house tomorrow."
Li Qi frowned and asked: "Tomorrow? What time will it be tomorrow?"
"Youshi! Mr. Li, you are not here, so I have to delay it as long as possible." Wu Furong replied.
Youshi is the period from 5pm to 7pm.
Li Qi asked again: "Uncle Wu, have you calculated how much stinky tofu they need in total?"
Wu Furong said: "About four hundred copies are needed."
"Four hundred copies?"
Li Qi frowned again. There are only about twenty households on this paper, but they need so much stinky tofu. MD, these high-ranking officials really like to stand and talk without back pain.
This is the capital, and officials earn a lot of money, and how can these officials abide by the rule that one person is only allowed to buy one share.
"Brother Li, what should we do?"
When Wu Xiaoliu saw Li Qi's face filled with worry, he felt even more worried.
"What should I do?" Li Qi snorted angrily and said, "I can't just give them all."
In Li Qi's era where everyone advocated freedom and equality, those officials were so arrogant. What's more, in this feudal-slave class era, if you don't agree to them, well, there will definitely be no good consequences.
"But how could we suddenly become so stinky?" Wu Furong said worriedly.
"By the way, is Uncle Zhang here?" Li Qi suddenly asked.
"Not yet." Wu Furong shook his head.
Li Qi took a deep breath, calculated in his mind, and then said: "Uncle Zhang will send nearly 300 portions of stinky tofu later. I will ask him to send 300 portions overnight, and then I will take out 400 portions from them, and the rest
Just leave it to sell tomorrow."
"If this is the case, then we won't be able to sell much tomorrow. Mr. Li, you don't know that those who didn't eat stinky tofu today are already very resentful." Wu Furong said worriedly.
"There's nothing I can do about it. It's better to offend them than to offend those high officials."
Li Qi sighed and explained: "Uncle Wu, you don't know that it actually takes a lot of time to make this stinky tofu. First, you have to use good soybeans to grind it into tofu, and then you have to cool it for several days before it is ready.
Only when you have dried tofu can you put it in the vat.
I went to Uncle Zhang several days in advance and asked him to make the tofu and put it aside to dry, and then bring it to me after the tofu became dried tofu.
Although I made it several days in advance, it is actually not much different from making it and selling it now. I asked him to send an extra thousand yuan in advance later. In fact, I took a big risk to get the texture of fried tofu.
It must be worse."
This is not alarmist talk!
I remember that after Li Qi made a contract with Mrs. Qin, he stayed at home for a few days before he started selling stinky tofu.
In fact, he didn't mean to do this, but he had no choice. Even if time was tight, he had to wait for the tofu to dry first, but he had calculated the time first, otherwise he wouldn't have spoken in the first place.
He said that it would only take fifteen days. He thought about this time for a long time before deciding on it. It not only satisfied Mrs. Qin, but also gave Uncle Zhang time to dry the tofu.
It's a pity that Li Qi, despite all his calculations, missed these traitorous officials who were like wolves and tigers.
In order to control costs to a minimum, Li Qi discussed with Uncle Zhang early on how much tofu he would make, how much tofu he would make every day, and how many days he would make it in total starting from that day. When he started selling tofu, Uncle Zhang would only need to take
Just bring the tofu you made on the first day, and so on.
He did this in order to optimize the taste of the stinky tofu in the shortest possible time. No matter what kind of dishes are made, time control is always the most critical and the most demanding, and this 'time'
It doesn't just mean 'time' on the stove.
After hearing this, Wu Furong was stunned for a while, and then sighed: "It seems that this is the only way to go!"
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