Xianyu's leisurely life through books

Chapter 80

Pei Xiaoxiao didn't care about his attitude, and handed the meatballs: "Try the shopkeeper, what's the difference in taste between these two kinds of meatballs?"

Shopkeeper Jiang didn't answer, and continued to dial the abacus: "Little lady, don't you want to use these roadside gadgets to help me defeat Ke Ruyun?"

Jiujiang Tower has worked hard for nearly two years, but has not succeeded, so that's it?

He barely rolled his eyes.

Pei Xiaoxiao smiled and asked: "It's also meatballs, so the shopkeeper is not curious, why is the business several times better than the ones that only sell for [-] Wen a bunch?"

Shopkeeper Jiang finally looked up at Pei Xiaoxiao: "Are you the owner of Pei's Meatball?"

The main street of Zhengyang is not far from the south alley for snacks, and shopkeeper Jiang is also in the food business, so of course he has eaten meatballs.

It's really delicious.

He has tried both kinds of meatballs, and the taste is indeed different.

However, meatballs seem to be only suitable for eating alone. I don’t know what kind of dishes they can be used for. He didn’t introduce his own recipes.

Pei Xiaoxiao nodded: "Yes."

"Little lady, the restaurant is very complicated. You succeeded in sitting on the throne of the first lady of the street stall with a small gadget. Do you really think that the world is invincible?"

Pei Xiaoxiao: "..."

Jiujiang Tower is so deserted, does it have anything to do with this guy's mouth?

"Boss, my meatballs are better than others. The key is that I use a kind of seasoning... This kind of seasoning can enhance the freshness. It can be added not only to the dishes, but also to the soup."

Shopkeeper Jiang raised his eyebrows, finally put down his calculations, took the two kinds of meatballs from her hand, and ate one each.

After chewing and comparing carefully, he nodded slowly: "Your meatballs are indeed more delicious... Do you want to sell me this seasoning?"

"We can go to the back kitchen to try, adding our seasonings, and not adding them."

The shopkeeper stared at the string of meatballs, thought for a moment, and nodded: "Okay."

A quarter of an hour later.

In the small attic on the second floor in the backyard, in Shopkeeper Jiang's lounge.

There are two dishes and two soups on the table.

The dishes and soups are the same, the only difference is whether or not chicken essence is added.

Shopkeeper Jiang tasted it carefully, and after a while, put down his chopsticks: "The one with your seasoning is indeed more delicious."

Pei Xiaoxiao smiled.

"How do you sell the seasoning?"

"This bottle weighs about two taels, and each bottle is two hundred Wen."

"Miss Pei, you are joking... At your price, every time I cook a dish, the cost will increase by several pennies... The profit is too thin to do it, so let's lower it."

Pei Xiaoxiao looked helpless: "No, this thing is a good thing, and the cost is high. If it is lowered, I won't be able to make any money."

In fact, such a bottle, including the cost of labor and raw materials, is only [-] Wen.

The reason why it is so high is mainly to consider the influence of meatballs.

She sells for two hundred yuan a bottle. Even if those who make meatballs add chicken essence, the cost will skyrocket from twenty yuan to thirty yuan, plus the staff fee...

The wholesale price she gave Hua's was 28 Wen, and Hua's supply to restaurants was 33 Wen.

In this way, whether she supplies restaurants or sells snacks on the street, it will not be affected.

Shopkeeper Jiang spread his hands, then there is no other way, Mrs. Pei, please go back.

Pei Xiaoxiao pondered for a moment, and then said: "Don't rush to refuse, shopkeeper... I mean, what if your customer traffic increases? Even if you add a little more cost to each item, can't you earn more if the customer traffic increases?"

"Miss Pei, your seasoning is good, but it's not so good that it can knock out a lot of customers from the opposite customer like Yunlai Restaurant... Even if I use your seasoning, there is no guarantee that the number of customers will increase significantly." improve."

"If I have a good recipe for hard dishes, can I help you get rid of customers like clouds?...Make this hard dish your signature dish, and use it as traffic to drive other delicious dishes."

Shopkeeper Jiang lacked interest: "The dishes on the market are just the same after cooking. Can you still make flowers?"

"How about it, I'll make that dish tomorrow and send it to your restaurant, then you will give it to the guests for free, see how they respond, and then decide whether to cooperate with me?"

Shopkeeper Jiang gave a half-smile, "Miss Pei is a good planner. She sent a bunch of vegetables and made a lot of money from our restaurant."

Pei Xiaoxiao paused slightly: "I will pay for the dishes that will be presented to guests tomorrow... If the response is good, the shopkeeper will have a good dish... If the response is not good, I will pay anyway... You have nothing to lose, Why not?"

It's an offer that's hard to refuse.

Shopkeeper Jiang was a sane man, and he didn't refuse, he just said, "Before noon tomorrow, if you come here in the afternoon, don't come here."

Pei Xiaoxiao had no objection, and stood up to say goodbye: "The city gate is about to close, I'll hurry back... Shopkeeper Jiang, see you tomorrow."

She caught a glimpse of the bottle of chicken essence on the table, and added: "This bottle of seasoning, the shopkeeper will use it directly... count it as mine."

Shopkeeper Jiang smiled and stood up: "Goodbye."

He was polite on the surface, but he didn't have the slightest expectation in his heart.

The country people have never seen much of the world, and haven't eaten many delicious dishes. There is an ancestral recipe at home, and they look at it like a treasure.

Little do they know that in the eyes of those who have seen the world, those formulas have long been an open secret, and they are grasses that can be seen everywhere on the ground.

But the little lady is very good at being a man, and even gave him the seasoning, so he won't laugh at her!
After leaving Jiujiang Tower, Pei Xiaoxiao went to the pharmacy to buy some spices, then went to the grocery store to buy dried shrimps, prepared the ingredients for the sauce, went to the market to buy a few sweet potatoes, and then returned to the village by car.

After arriving home, she rushed to the pig butcher without stopping to order ten catties of pork belly.

In the world of this book, there is no such thing as meat.

She decided to make "taro meat rolls".

This is a sweet and salty dish. The meat is rotten but not rotten. The taro is sweet and soft powder. The meat is rich in taro flavor. The taro has a meaty aroma and unique flavor.

The dishes are delicious, but it is a bit troublesome to make, and it takes more than three hours.

The lunch market in restaurants usually starts before eleven o'clock.

She had to finish it at least ten o'clock, loaded the car and set off for the county seat.

That means she has to be up at least six in the morning!

God, it's scary just thinking about it.

But she held a breath in her heart, and vowed to pull Ke Ruyunlai from the number one throne.

If the taro braised meat rolls and chicken essence can't do it, then she will put in more recipes.

She has traveled so far, and has never been so angry.

After touching it, she could still see the red nails. Pei Xiaoxiao held Jia Shi back: "Sister-in-law, call me when you wake up tomorrow, and help me get back the ten catties of pork belly by the way."

"Are you going to get up at Mao?" Xiao Han squeezed over and asked, with a shocked expression on his face.

"Ok!"

Jiashi was curious: "What are you going to do?"

"It's a long story, just remember to call me, remember to wake me up on time, no matter what method you use."

Xiao Han was eager to try, her eyes rolled: "I'm the first to get up, I'll call you!"

Pei Xiaoxiao waved her hand casually: "It's fine, thanks."

After talking, he went to eat, take a bath, and go to bed to sleep.

At that time, it was about 08:30 in the evening.

Of course...

The biological clock is not something you can do whatever you want.

Pei Xiaoxiao fell asleep in a daze until midnight.

The next day, the night was dark.

"Brothers and sisters, wake up."

"Don't be noisy!"

"Wake up, the time is right, it's going to be late!"

"It's annoying, go away!"

Xiao Han smiled slightly, facing Pei Xiaoxiao's face, poured the cold well water in the glass.

wow-

(End of this chapter)