Wear ancient times with a house

Chapter 92 Starting from changing the grocery store [monthly pass plus update]
Song Yun asked tentatively:

"Grandmother, since this shop is not doing business, why is it still open? Why not do some other business?"

Mrs. Song stared, unhappy:
"What are you talking about? Can the business left by the ancestors be closed casually?"

Come on, this old-fashioned, can't afford to offend, Song Yun didn't mention it, so as to save her from talking again, she turned to ask her own grocery store:

"What about our grocery store? Is the business good?"

Mrs. Song was a little shy:
"It's okay, it's okay, you girl, are you looking for money? At a young age, you know how to ask these things."

Well, she knows, the business of this store is not good, and from the tone of the old lady, she doesn't mind too much about this store being relaunched.There is a door to this matter.

Song Yun turned to look at Shen Shi again:

"Mom, shall we go to your pharmacy?"

Shen Shi glanced at her mother-in-law and refused:
"Next time, don't you still want to see what food is sold in the market? It will be too late if you delay."

It seems that Shen's pharmacy business is doing well, and Shen is afraid of hurting Mrs. Song's face.She was so considerate, even Song Yun couldn't tear down the old lady's desk, so he went straight to other shops.

In fact, Song Yun often came to the market in Liyang County, but he always wandered around, as a customer.

This time is different, she is observing as a competitor and a colleague, although the other party does not care about the existence of her as a colleague.

Mrs. Song has lived in Liyang County all her life, and she knows all the shops very well:

"This butcher shop is the darkest. Every time I come to buy meat at his house, it is dripping wet. It looks fresh, but Zhan Jin said that a catty of meat can add a tael of water."

Oh, the ancient version of water-injected meat. If I want to open a store, I can’t buy meat from this store, which will affect cost control.

"It is said that this vegetable shop is run by the county magistrate's family. Don't look at his family's family members looking very simple, but in fact, his family's land is one of the best in our county in terms of area. It is planted on his farm. Because there is a greenhouse, vegetables are also sold in winter. The freshness is fresh enough, and the taste is really delicious, but it is expensive.”

Understood, the organic high-quality vegetables produced by the ancient version of the green ecological farm are not suitable for purchase as raw materials for opening a store.What's more, the family also has land, and there is basically no shortage of food and vegetables.

"This grocery store, um..."

Mrs. Song thought of her own shop, although she didn't want to admit it, she still said fairly and impartially:

"The goods are indeed very complete, especially various seasonings and bean paste pickles. It is said that some of them are his family's recipes, which are different from those sold in other shops."

Song Yun was shocked when Mrs. Song praised her competitors so generously. She just said it in her heart, but she said it inadvertently:
"Grandma, it's rare that you can evaluate this shop so objectively."

Shen Shi pursed her lips and smiled, and pulled Song Yun a little, telling her not to add fuel to the fire.

Sensing their small movements, Mrs. Song gave the mother and daughter an angry look, and said:

"It's nothing to hide from you. The pickles in our grocery store are also bought from his family."

"Pickles? Grandma, can't we make our own?"

"You girl, you don't have a clue. You haven't eaten our pickled vegetables. Can you sell them at a high price?"

Song Yun had an idea, pickles, the Song family doesn't have this skill, but she knows how to make a few, and she can find some recipes in the space, although the amount is not accurate enough, it's almost enough to try a few more times.

And starting with pickles, there is no need to close your own grocery store for the time being, and it will not cause too much backlash from the family.

The goods in grocery stores these days are still very "miscellaneous", which can be used to test whether many foods commonly eaten in modern times suit the tastes of ancient people, and then decide whether to open a store to sell food.

Song Yun asked tentatively:

"Grandmother, mother, if I know some recipes for pickles, do you want to try them? If they are delicious, our grocery store can sell homemade pickles."

Mrs. Song was rare and sharp, and asked suspiciously:

"How do you know the recipe for pickled vegetables? Didn't you read it from your father's study again?"

Song Yun really wanted to use this excuse at first, but he was afraid that they would go back to investigate, so he could only urgently mobilize his brain cells and come up with a new excuse.

"Ah...Didn't I go shopping in a bookstore when I went to Fucheng last time, and I saw a menu, which explained the general methods of several kinds of pickled vegetables."

When Mrs. Song heard this, she became a little unhappy, and muttered:
"I saw a book with recipes, but you still don't buy it back. You only know how to buy some scriptures for your brother, which is a waste of money."

Well, Song Nian and Shen didn't scold her for this matter, but the old lady remembered it, and she was probably dissatisfied with those books long ago, but she just never found a chance to talk about it.

Song Yun ignored these words without changing his face and heartbeat, and continued to promote the new business of making a fortune:

"Grandmother, don't change the subject, just ask if you want to improve the sales of our grocery store, and if you want to earn more money so that father and brothers can study without burden."

Is not this nonsensical?Mrs. Song thought to herself, earn more money, who wouldn't want it?

"Can you guarantee to make money?"

Shen's daughter chimed in:

"Mother, for this kind of thing, sister Yun is just offering an idea, and we need to try it out. If the pickled vegetables are really good, even if they don't sell them, they can be eaten at home, and they can also be used as gifts. Boss It won't be a loss."

Mrs. Song thought about it for a few times, but she felt that this was reasonable. It was just pickled vegetables, as long as there were cabbage and radishes, it would cost a little salt, and the family could afford it.

So he nodded in agreement:

"Then go buy some radish and cabbage and try it at home."

Radish and cabbage with salt, isn't this the same as the Song family's usual practice, so it can't be regarded as a new method.

However, for Mrs. Song's temperament, boiling frogs in warm water is far more useful than confronting them head-on, so Song Yun did not refute, but only said to her:

"Grandma, it's almost noon, why don't you go back to rest first? Just buy a few cabbages, my mother and I can go and buy them."

After sending the old lady away, Song Yun became excited and said to Shen Shi:

"Mom, let's go to the vegetable store first! Then go buy some condiments!"

Shen just smiled, she knew that she must buy more than just radishes and cabbage, but luckily she also packed some silver when she came out, it was enough no matter what.

These days, there are too few ingredients to choose from. Jinzhou Prefecture is located in the north, and the variety of seasonal vegetables is far less than that in the south, especially due to seasonal constraints.

Since the Song family wanted to start with pickled vegetables, they must rely on small profits but quick turnover to make money.More expensive dishes, such as pickled eggplant and pickled courgette, cannot be the main dish, and it is not even necessary to have them.

After all, ordinary people buy pickled vegetables to save money.If the Song family goes the other way and insists on selling high-priced pickled vegetables, then there is a mistake in the audience positioning, and it will be cold every minute.

　Thanks to coloryan1976, I am from Earth, book friends 201912, book friends 202007, Chen Miaoling, Li Rong 123456 for the recommendation votes.

　　In fact, I love to read infinite horror novels. I wanted to open a book, but I couldn’t write it. I envied those who can write such novels, they are so talented.

　　


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