The peasant girl wants to turn the sky: the black-bellied husband, come to farm

Chapter 15
Shopkeeper He stared at Qiao Maimai's calloused fingers, and did not refute. Instead, he stroked his beard, took out his abacus and began to settle accounts for Qiao Maimai.

"This fried bean jelly, I think it will be set at five Wen a piece, the girl wants 50 taels, one tael is a thousand Wen, 50 taels is fifty thousand, a piece of five Wen, if you want to earn enough for fifty thousand , have to sell [-] copies."

"Excluding miscellaneous expenses, it is estimated that 50 copies will be sold to earn [-] taels."

After the crackling sound of the abacus, shopkeeper He raised his head, with a troubled expression on his face, "Little girl, it's almost the end of spring now, and there are not many sweet potatoes in every household. It is difficult to earn the 50 taels back." .”

Qiao Xiaomai blinked her black and white peach blossom eyes, and said, "But there are vermicelli, half of vermicelli and half of jelly, that is 20 copies each. 500 copies, if there are more than [-] stores in Jiweiju on average, one store only Just need to sell more than [-] copies."

"More than 500 copies. For the business of Jiweiju, it can be done in a month or two."

"Boss, if you get back a prescription that can make money forever in a month or two, this business is absolutely worth it. If it wasn't for my family's urgent need for money, I would definitely be reluctant to sell it."

Shopkeeper He looked at Qiao Maimai's small face, was stunned for a moment, and then laughed.

He purposely exaggerated the figures in order to increase the difficulty of making money in an attempt to lower prices.

As a result, Qiao Mai turned his huge fifty thousand dollars into one or two months, which was interesting and interesting.

"Little girl, then 50 taels." Shopkeeper He said.

After hearing this, Qiao Xiaomai finally let go of her holding heart, but seeing Shopkeeper He's smiling face, she couldn't help feeling depressed again, did she want less?

The 50 taels can be earned back in a month or two, which sounds like a loss for her.

Seemingly seeing what she was thinking, shopkeeper He raised his hand to stroke his beard again, and said, "Little girl, when I spread the news to other stores, the sweet potatoes are probably gone. If you want to make money, you can only wait until this winter." Take the sweet potatoes away."

"Whether this recipe will be leaked or not, there is also the oil, salt, sauce and vinegar used to collect sweet potatoes for cooking, and the money spent on hiring people. In short, it is not easy to make money."

Hearing what he said, Qiao Xiaomai showed a shy smile on his small face.

For a restaurant with more than 20 chain stores across the country, it is not easy to earn 50 taels. This statement is pure nonsense and not convincing at all.

However, if she set up a stall by herself, she may have to wait until when she can earn 50 taels. Thinking of the poor situation at home and the spring tax in a month, she felt less depressed.

Forget it, she can still make tofu, and it also solves her family's urgent needs. 50 taels is enough to pay the spring tax and start-up capital, which is good.

"Let's set up a written statement that you can no longer sell this starchy jelly and vermicelli to others, and you can no longer make these two kinds of food and set up a stall for profit."

"Should be, I'll only make it for my family." Qiao Mai had no objection to this, thought for a while, and said, "Maybe I will give some to my neighbors to try."

"As long as you don't use it for profit and produce it on a large scale, it's fine." Shopkeeper He nodded understandingly, "Tong Sanlang is literate, I'll call him in, and he will be a witness."

"Okay." Qiao Mai nodded hurriedly.

The original owner was illiterate, so Tong Sanlang, the grandson of the village chief, had to have a look at the written records.

(End of this chapter)