Song Yuanhuanzhi

Chapter 12
The restaurant has two floors, and you can go through the lobby to the backyard. The spacious backyard is basically stacked with cages, most of which are empty, and a few of them keep chickens, ducks, geese, rabbits, etc., and even pigeons, which are not many , but there are various varieties, and there is a large water tank beside it. Song Huan guessed that there should be fish in it.

Judging from the materials prepared by this restaurant, it can be seen that the overall level of the consumer group that his family faces is not low, at least they are people who are not short of money in this town.

The shopkeeper yelled, and the cook came out of the kitchen to inspect the goods. At the same time, the shopkeeper asked, "Where did this come from?"

Song Huan lowered his head and replied, "If you go back to the shopkeeper, it's from the mountains."

The shopkeeper looked at the two of them again, "Who called?"

Song Huan smiled, "It was our father who called the shopkeeper."

Song Huan can't say that he hit him, nor can he say that his parents are gone. In this day and age, having elders is better than having no elders.

The shopkeeper took a sip of tea, "Then why didn't your father come? Let your siblings come?"

The shopkeeper obviously didn't believe what he said, but he couldn't believe that such a small child could go into the mountains and hunt so many prey.

"My father was injured by a wild boar yesterday, that's why we brought our siblings here." Song Huan made such an excuse, after all, wild boars are indeed a group activity, but it just so happened that there was a single person who happened to be bumped into by himself.

The shopkeeper knew that there was a little wild boar under the basket, so he reluctantly accepted the answer.

The cook nodded in the sight of the shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper knew that this product could be accepted, "We accept this rabbit for a catty. This wild boar, to be honest, can't sell much. This wild boar is not fragrant, hard to chew, and has a fishy smell. , it’s very troublesome to deal with, at most it’s just a taste for customers. Even though it’s a pig, I can only charge you ten cents a catty, is that acceptable?”

I just saw the rabbits sold in the market. Generally, they sell for ten cents a catty. The price of pork can’t be compared. It’s true that the meat quality is not good as the shopkeeper said. At most, I can give customers a fresh taste. There are too many offers, Song Huan nodded, "Thank you shopkeeper for your kindness, we can accept it."

The shopkeeper is actually not bullying them. There will be a certain gap between the market price and the purchase price, so he doesn't treat the siblings too badly.

Xiaoer took out the scale, and the joint cook weighed the prey one by one, and reported the weight one by one. The four rabbits were six catties, five catties and three taels, five catties, six catties and one tael, wild boar I replaced it with a large scale and weighed it, and it weighed one hundred catties and four liang.

Song Huan had already done the calculation while the shopkeeper was still making calculations. The rabbit was worth 140 cents, and the wild boar was 180 cents. The total was [-] cents.

After the shopkeeper had done the calculations, he said, "A total of 180 cash."

Song Huan nodded, "Then it's 180 Wen. The odds that are wiped off are a little tea money for the shopkeeper and the second brother, the big chef."

Xiaoer and the cook looked at each other, but they really didn't realize that this little girl knows how to do business!

After all, the shopkeeper has seen all kinds of people, but after a moment of surprise, he came back to his senses and said with a smile, "Little girl is bright."

Song Huan cupped his hands, "The shopkeeper has praised it, but if you want to say it's bright, it has to be the shopkeeper."

Song Huan said that the shopkeeper was not oppressive, but accepted her prey fairly, which meant that she understood the shopkeeper's kindness.

The shopkeeper knows his good intentions and the other party understands, so it is not a waste of effort. The happiest thing for people to do good deeds is that the other party understands that they have received the help of the other party, so that their good deeds are not in vain.

So Song Huan had to give feedback when he received good intentions, so that the shopkeeper would not waste his helping hand.

The shopkeeper was happy, and said directly, "If there are any living ones in the future, they can also be brought here, and basically all that can be collected will be collected."

Song Huan didn't understand what he said, and happily supported his younger brother and bowed together, "The shopkeeper is very kind, thank you, the shopkeeper!"

The shopkeeper laughed and waved his hands, "You little girl, you are really polite, you have to go, hurry up, isn't your father injured by a wild boar? Hurry up and buy some medicine at the pharmacy."

Seeing this, Song Huan thanked the shopkeeper again, and after taking the money, thanked the waiter who sent her out of the shop, and then led Adi to leave.

Song Huan led his younger brother into an unoccupied alley corner first, and the two hid behind the sundries piled up by others. After counting and confirming that the amount of money was correct, they happily divided it into two, saving five hundred Wen, buy firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar for the rest. It would be even better if you can buy another piece of cloth.

Putting the wrapped five hundred coins close to his body, Song Huan took out two coins from another bag of silver money in his arms and put them in Brother's hand.

My younger brother said in surprise, "Sister."

Song Huan raised his index finger and put it in front of his mouth, "How about buying candied haws by myself later?"

Brother's eyes lit up, and he nodded, "Yeah!"

Song Huan rubbed the sunflower seeds on his head, "Put it away, I won't buy candied haws for you if I'm gone!"

Adi protested before he could speak.

My younger brother covered his belly with both hands, and he laughed when he saw his sister's belly singing a double reed.

Song Huan took out ten cents, "Let's go, let's go eat some delicious food!"

Out of the alley, Song Huan took Adi to the stalls he had passed before, and stopped at a wonton stall. Song Huan observed all the way and saw that the owner of this shop was a woman in her 30s, with rough hands. It is clean, no nails are left, and the crevices of the nails are also clean, and they will not pick their noses at all times, so this hygiene can pass the test.

Song Huan and Adi found a place to sit down, and the woman came up to welcome them and asked what to eat. Song Huan directly ordered two bowls of wontons, and then the woman responded and went back to cook wontons.

Song Huan and Ah Di took advantage of this gap to look sideways at the situation on the street, from the street layout to the stop-and-go pedestrians, from the shop fronts to the street vendors, from the brightly dressed rich From people to farmers covered in patches, from exquisite jewelry to fragrant steamed buns...

Both Song Huan and Ah Di were observing the dust and smoke of life in this town from their own perspectives.

It wasn't until the aroma wafted from the tip of their noses that the two came back to their senses. There were two bowls of solid wontons in front of them, with scallions floating on the oily soup surface.

The skin is thin and filling, the meat is fragrant, and the taste is delicious. My brother can't wait to swallow it with his tongue. The shop's craftsmanship is really good.

The siblings finished a bowl, and there was not even soup left. Song Huan also ate a few wontons for my younger brother. Two bowls of wontons cost six yuan. The two of them, who were full, went to see what they needed to buy. s things.

Song Huan first looked at the light salt. There are three types of salt particles, one is snow white, and the other two are just black mixed with impurities.

Song Huan asked how much the snow-white salt particles cost, and the shopkeeper said, "250 Wen a bucket."

Song Huan remembers that a bucket is equivalent to twelve catties, which is equivalent to twenty Wen a catty, which is twice as expensive as meat.

She and Adi are both young, and eating too much salt with impurities is not good, and the taste will be bitter. Father Song has always bought good-quality salt particles, so Song Huan can't search for it.

For the time being, Song Huan and his brother can't ask for so much for a bucket, and they only said that the amount to be weighed is sixty yuan, which is three catties, which is enough to eat for a while, and the prey they hunt on weekdays can also be salted and smoked to make bacon.

(End of this chapter)