Food starts with Mapo Tofu

Chapter 707 Big sale!

Just wait until the braised pork comes out of the pan.

At the moment when the lid was lifted, Chen Nian only felt a strong smell of meat coming out of his nostrils.

All kinds of meat inside have been completely stewed and colored, and when you smell it closely, you can't smell any fishy smell.

The layer of oily skin on the outside of the hoof was glowing, plump after absorbing the soup, trembling cautiously with the slight tumbling of the soup in the pot.

People can't help but tear it with such big mouthfuls as soon as they grab it.

Especially after Chen Nian came to this world, although he was able to eat meat every now and then, it was a common practice, so the pork specially marinated with various spices was naturally incomparable in its deliciousness.

Basically, one is in the sky and the other is underground.

After the stewed meat is ready, it will naturally be sold. They moved the table for eating directly from home.

Then the stove was raised under the trolley they usually used, and the meat was put into this pot, and it was pushed directly to the door like this.

There are chopping boards and scales on the table.

But before they opened their mouths, the eyes of all the passers-by were attracted.

There is no other, just because it is too fragrant!

They are poor people in their daily life, how can they eat such delicious food, even if they bite their teeth and can buy some meat to go back to eat meat.

But just like Song San, when he had pork, he was reluctant to buy so many seasonings and spices. Maybe in order to make this meal of pork, the seasoning used was more expensive than the price of meat, and ordinary people eat less. Not so will do.

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

"Pork is 35 renminbi a catty, hoofs are [-] renminbi, pig head meat is [-] renminbi, a pig tail is [-] renminbi, and bones are cheaper at [-] renminbi a catty."

This was the price Song San had set, and he didn't ask for a higher price. This price was an extra five to ten cash after he counted the cost of pork, seasonings, and firewood.

After all, one's own craftsmanship also needs to be calculated, and different positions naturally have different prices.

The man thought about it after asking: "How long can you keep this meat?"

"That depends on where you put it. If you put it in the yard, it won't be a problem for a month. When you want to eat it, just take it back and steam it, but don't cook it, the taste will become worse if you cook it." Already." Song San said.

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

Song San was not in a hurry to get the money, but first picked up the meat that had been peeled from the pig's head out of the pot: "I'll make the soup for you, it won't be so heavy when you weigh it, after all, you bought it What's more, this meat is not my soup."

Song San put the meat on the chopping board when the soup inside was almost full, and only heard a pop, and the meat juice flowed out from the inside again.

"Look at my stewed meat, just tell me if it smells good or not!"

While talking, Song San cut off a small piece from the top and handed it to the other party.

And the man's eyes lit up after tasting it: "It's delicious! It's so fragrant! Cut me half a catty! It's too little, I'm afraid I'll finish it before the Chinese New Year."

"Row!"

Then Song San directly raised the knife and cut a piece.

The upper scale is one scale, six taels, tall!

"Look, six taels, there is an extra tael, but I won't count the rest for you. After all, you are also the first person to buy after I opened the business. I will give you the extra."

"That's a good feeling."

It can be seen that the first customer is very happy, after all, he gave away an extra piece of meat.

The first person buys it, and soon the second person comes over.

More and more people are shopping around here.

About half an hour later: "The pig's tail is gone. I made two of them today. The pig's head meat is also sold out. I will make it tomorrow. If you want to buy it, you can come early. The price is still today's price!"

Song San is in charge of making a statement, while Chen Nian is in charge of collecting money and answering questions from customers.

Many people were disappointed when they heard that there was no pork head meat, but soon they decided that since there was no pork head meat, they should buy some boiled pork.

After all, the price of pork is cheaper.

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

It was sold like this, and the pork was sold out, and the hoof was bought by a passing government official shortly after it came out.

After more than an hour like this, seeing that the curfew was about to come, the meat was basically sold out, and there were still some bones left.

"Father, it's time for us to close the stall and go back. Today's business is really good. We sold more than 900 coins this night, and made a net profit of more than 100 coins. This business is so good, but it's just a few days during the Chinese New Year. A little, usually half of it is not bad." Chen Nian made the calculations, and then said.

"Yeah, just a few days before 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 didn't have to spend money until the New Year's Eve. They are big fish and meat, even us servants can eat a lot." Song San recalled the previous events again.

"Father, who is this old man? What did he do to get in?" Seeing that his father always talked about this old man, Chen Nian couldn't help being curious.

After all, it is reasonable to say that the person who committed the crime is not worthy of sympathy, but if the father can often talk about it, it means that the other party does not seem to be the kind of vicious person, otherwise it is not nostalgia and lamentation when it is mentioned. It was a curse.

"This Mr. Wang is actually a poor man. He was a traveling businessman in his early years, mainly engaged in the business of medicinal materials. Later, he saved some money and took root in Yong'an County. Later, his business grew bigger and bigger, but this Mr. Wang did not He is not benevolent for the sake of the rich, but often sends medicine to some poor people."

"Shouldn't this be a great benevolent person? Why did he commit a crime in the end?"

Song San sighed: "Oh, that's the problem, I don't know what God thinks, just such a kind person as Master Wang, the son he gave birth to is a fool, even though he is in his teens, his brain is still like two Three-year-old children are average, they need someone to feed them, and they don't know how to go to the hut by themselves.

And after that, Mr. Wang took two more concubines but failed to give birth, so Mr. Wang saw that he was getting older, and even if he was unable to do business, he strangled his son to death one night, and then pushed into the well. "

"Why, dad?" Chen Nian was dumbfounded, he didn't expect the story to take such a sharp turn.

"Hey, Master Wang's first wife also died early. If after Master Wang's death, only a foolish son is left behind, then he won't be bullied to death?"

"But originally this kind of thing should only be known by God, but who would want to be seen by a servant who got up at night, and directly reported it to the official the next day. This is what Master Wang committed."

(End of this chapter)