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

Chapter 61 He Has a Backer and He's Proud

Fan Jia snorted, looked Shopkeeper He up and down, and smiled on his simple and honest face, "Your Jiweiju has produced a lot of fresh food recently, and there are different patterns every day."

The smile on Shopkeeper He's face grew even wider, "Thanks for taking care of you, Young Master."

Fan Jia clicked his tongue, "Is there any Jiweiju in the capital?"

"The jelly vermicelli has been delivered, but it depends on the reserves of sweet potatoes. As for the tofu and the white jade flowers, only the Jiwei Ju in Bailu Town currently has them." Shopkeeper He said.

"That's a pity." Fan Jia raised his finger and tapped the table.

His grandfather is over 80 years old this year, and almost lost all his teeth. This white jade flower is suitable for his old man to eat.

"Is this recipe for sale?" he asked.

"Sorry, Mr. Fan, Fang Zi cannot be sold." Shopkeeper He hurriedly said with a sudden heart.

Fan Jia raised his hand and knocked on the table a few more times. The behind-the-scenes boss of Jiweiju is the prime minister of the court. Although his father is a close minister of the emperor, he is incomparable with the prime minister.

He said regretfully, "Two more bowls."

Shopkeeper He should be, "Mr. Fan, if there is nothing else, then I will retire first."

Fan Jia nodded casually.

Shopkeeper He bowed respectfully to him, and then carefully exited the box.

He raised his hand to wipe the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, with a complicated look on his face.

Originally, he just wanted to sell the bean curd, but it turned out that the bean curd was too attractive. If it wasn't for the strong backing of the owner, he would almost lose the bean curd.

He clicked his tongue, feeling bitter, but also a little proud.

With this complicated mood, he knocked on the door of another box.

He wants to spread the popularity of Douhua. Such a delicious food is sought after by thousands of people, which is what it deserves.

It's just such a box-by-box sales, and after ten boxes go around, the two clay pots of bean curd are also sold out.

He paid Qiao Mai 520 Wen, excluding the three bowls he ate and the two bowls given away as samples, and finally counted, he earned back [-] Wen.

This is equivalent to more than 300 servings of fried jelly.

This business is done.

And judging by the popularity of today, the supply of tofu curds will definitely exceed the demand tomorrow.

Sigh...how can I persuade Qiao Maimai to do more.

Originally, he wanted to send some tofu to the nearby Jiweiju, but Bailu Town alone couldn't supply it.

Obviously he gave a big millstone and borrowed a donkey, but Qiao Xiaomai only gave him such a little thing, not enough to fit between his teeth!
No matter how you put it, you have to make a base of [-] catties every day!
And how should I send it to the capital? As a sincere subordinate, if you get something good, you should send it to the capital.

Qiao Xiaomai didn't know about shopkeeper He's troubles, nor did he know that shopkeeper He had sold a bowl of bean curd at a price of [-] yuan for a bowl at a high price of [-] yuan a bowl. She directly folded enough willow branches on the mountain, and then went down the mountain with Qiao Dami.

Passing the small river, the two stopped.

The small river in the village is only two meters wide, and the water is clear. Standing by the river, you can see small fishes as long as a finger swimming around. She fried the small fish Qiao Dami caught last time. It tastes pretty good.

People in the village catch small fish, and jump into the water if they want to enter the water. The river is not deep enough to drown people.

Qiao Xiaomai didn't intend to go into the water, she was standing on a rock, holding a broken clay pot, planning to catch fish.

Anyway, it's just to satisfy Qiao Dami's hunger, just grab some casually.

(End of this chapter)