Back to 90: I made a fortune by pulling goose feathers!

Chapter 20 opened
Ning Meng smiled and began to persuade her mother: "Mom, we didn't come too late. Besides, we sell cooked food, not clothes, so it's okay to be crowded with them."

"Look, this is one end of the night market. At least half of the people have to pass by this side. It would be better if we sell cooked food here."

As she said that, Ning Meng had already started to untie the rope on the table.

Qin Meiqin didn't say anything else, she quickly parked her bicycle and started helping her daughter.

Soon, the mother and daughter set up the booth.

Ning Meng made a simple sign with the white cardboard she bought, and put it on the table. On it were two large characters drawn with a pen: braised goose.

Qin Meiqin had already disassembled a stewed goose at home, dismantled it into smaller pieces, and put it in an enamel basin with a lid.

Put it on the table and lift the lid halfway to reveal some goose meat.

He took another basin, put a braised goose in it, and poured a bag of marinade in it.

Ning Ning is very well-behaved, sitting on the rear frame of Qin Meiqin's bicycle, looking at the bicycle.

"It's ready."

Qin Meiqin looked at it and nodded in satisfaction.

In fact, it's not too difficult, there are few things, and the table is not small, so it's just like putting everything on it.

Ning Meng looked left and right, and found that there were quite a few people visiting the night market at the moment, and some people were carrying vegetables, they should have come out to buy vegetables.

Braised goose is a delicacy, so it is best sold at the meal.

But it was obviously unrealistic to expect her mother to yell at her, so she mulled over and shouted at the top of her voice, "Braised goose! Selling stewed goose! The secret recipe passed down from the ancestors, the fragrant goose! "

The sudden noise startled Qin Meiqin and almost threw out the plastic bag in her hand.

"You child, what are you calling?"

Qin Meiqin's face was a little hot.

Ning Meng also felt quite embarrassed after shouting.

It's been two lifetimes, and it's been decades since the last time she yelled and sold things. To be honest, it's really embarrassing for her to yell like that.

But Ning Meng still explained calmly: "Mom, how can you not sell things without shouting?"

Without waiting for her mother to refute, Ning Meng continued to shout at the top of her voice.

A 13-year-old girl whose voice is hard to hear.

Crisp and crisp, it really attracted many people to look at it.

Ning Meng only thinks about making money now, and she doesn't care about being embarrassed or not. She greets those who come over and says, "Uncle and Auntie, my stewed goose is delicious! Do you want to try it? Try it for free. oh!"

As soon as I heard that there was no money, someone immediately became interested and came over to ask if it was really possible to eat for free.

Ning Meng picked up the chopsticks prepared by her mother, took a piece of goose meat and handed it to the questioner: "Auntie, try it."

"Really free?"

The other party didn't look at Ning Meng, but at Qin Meiqin.

Qin Meiqin nodded and said with a smile, "Try a piece, it's okay."

Seeing that the adults said so, the other party immediately squeezed the goose meat Ning Meng gave her and put it in his mouth.

It's not popular to sell stewed pork here. Once you eat such a fresh thing, the other party really thinks it's pretty good, so they ask, "Why do you sell it?"

"31, fifteen and a half."

Ning Meng rushed to answer.

This price was negotiated at the goose farm.

Their per capita salary here can be about four or five hundred a month.

As for the geese in the goose farm, if they are sold with feathers, they cost about three or four yuan per catty.

The geese in his family are about seven or eight catties, so the cost of one goose is at least 20 yuan.

Ning Meng's idea is to at least double the profit, so the price of a goose will be 40 yuan.

But the parents disagree.

The main reason is that the per capita income is there. If you really want to sell it for [-], it will still be sold at the night market. It is estimated that no one will buy it.

At least let them buy it, they won't buy it.

Ning Meng pondered for a while, and set a price of thirty.

The profit is a little less, but it must be considered that setting up a stall in the night market is not as good as opening a shop. It is really too expensive, and if no one sells it, it will lose money.

When the other party heard 31, he frowned directly, as if he was about to leave.

Ning Meng hurriedly said: "Auntie, one of my geese weighs about seven catties! A family can eat five or six bites, and any vegetable is enough."

"If you have a small family, you can buy half of it for 15 yuan. It's still ready. Just treat it as something new for the family! It's not expensive."

As Ning Meng said, she picked up another piece of goose meat: "Why don't you try it again?"

They already ate one piece for free, and Ning Meng didn't need to ask for another piece, and the other party felt a little embarrassed.

Their place is a factory area. There are many workers in the factory, but after all, they are in the same factory. They don't know each other, but they can talk to each other without turning a few corners.

The woman thought for a while and said, "Half a goose is too big, why don't you cut me another half! I'll buy two catties."

"That's not allowed! At most, I'll cut you half without the goose head, or smaller. Do you think I'm going to cut you the wing with less meat, or the thigh with more meat? "

With a smile on her face, Ning Meng continued to persuade the other party: "What's more, even if I am willing to give you such a cut, you will not be able to divide it when you take it back! Why don't you buy half a goose and a goose leg."

"This goose leg can be taken apart to make a dish. It would be great as an appetizer for the uncle at home."

As Ning Meng said, she turned the goose in the brine with chopsticks.

Goose legs are bigger than chicken legs, and if you really want to tear them into shreds, you can make a small dish.

The woman hesitated for a while, and finally nodded: "That's fine! Cut me half of it, but I don't want a goose head, you have to give me a cheaper price."

"Okay, don't want a goose head, I want you one yuan less."

Ning Meng readily agreed.

The head of the goose is connected to the neck, and without the head of the goose is equivalent to not having the neck, and the loss of one dollar is actually Ning Meng's profit.

But when Qin Meiqin made the knife, the other party regretted again: "No, no, I want the head and neck of the goose, 15 yuan, right?"

Ning Meng knew that the other party would definitely not want these for a dollar, and immediately responded with a smile: "You opened the account for us, so let's forget it for you!"

Qin Meiqin glanced at her daughter, said nothing, raised a knife and split a goose open.

After all, Qin Meiqin was born as a chef, so there is nothing to say about Qin Meiqin's knife skills.

Except for the goose head and neck, the goose body is basically two halves.

It was also Ning Jianjun who deliberately picked the geese when they were picking them. They were all about the same size, otherwise there was really no way to set such a price.

The other party paid 15 yuan, took half of it and left, smacking it from time to time, as if reminiscing about the taste just tasted.

Ning Meng dare not say how delicious the marinade she prepared is, but it definitely ranks in the middle and upper reaches.

Then some people came to try the goose meat, but everyone came to taste it for free.

After five or six people tasted it, someone bought half of it again.

One dollar short, bought half of the goose left by the first customer.

(End of this chapter)