Yoshida Mii

Chapter 70 Selling Tofu

When Ermao was caught by Dongbao, he was startled and shivered for a while. When he turned around and saw that it was Dongbao, he didn't take it seriously. He sucked the long snot back into his nose, "successfully" disgusting Dong Bao.

"Don't do anything." Er Mao looked around, obviously a little guilty, Dong Bao was older than him, and fierce, it was easy to beat him, "I just wanted to see."

Dong Bao let go of his ear. This boy hasn't bathed for many years, his ears are covered with a layer of putty, and he doesn't know where he is not dirty. Second Aunt Song only cares about her cleanliness and looks after her son. All the work is pushed to Song Zhaodi, Song Zhaodi has such a temperament that he will not take care of his younger brother attentively, the eldest and the second are more sloppy than the other.

"What are you doing sneaking around my house? Who told you to come here?" Dong Bao asked bluntly, Xiao Hei seemed to be able to sense the master's emotions, and also whined at Er Mao, It's just that Xiao Hei is too small, and there is no deterrent effect at all when he screams.

Er Mao didn't say a word, took advantage of Dong Bao's unpreparedness, smeared the soles of his feet with oil and ran away.Xiao Hei ran up to chase after a few steps, and was called back by Dong Bao.

"Who is this?" Zhang Xiuyu asked.

Dong Bao pouted, "My second uncle's child."

Thinking of Ermao's snot, Zhang Xiuyu also felt a little nauseous, "Hurry up and go back." The Song family is not a good person except Dongbao, this is what her mother said.

After dinner, several people were sleepy and tired. They lay on the bed and took a beautiful nap. Li Shi felt refreshed when she woke up. In the past at Song's house, she only dared to take a nap for a while, and never dared to fall asleep For fear that Mrs. Huang will not see her work when she wakes up, and will scold others again.

After Dong Bao woke up, he began to count the money in the purse.

The money from selling snake sloughs and the money brought from the Song family were their start-up capital, that is, their capital.Excluding the two bowls of tofu curds for Quanzi and Shuanzi, a total of 62 bowls of tofu curds were sold today. A bowl of bean curds cost two renminbi. 84 Wen, Dongbao brought a sling of money for emergency today, and bought soybeans worth 150 Wen when he went home, so there should be 34 Wen in the purse.

The money in the bag was correct, which reassured Dong Bao. She watched closely and gave the money first and then Sheng Douhua. There were sixteen bowls, but now there are only fifteen bowls left, one is missing!
"It's so shameless!" Li Hongqin stood by the well angrily. A bowl costs four cents, and it's a new bowl. A bowl of bean curd costs only two cents, and she has to take the bowl away. It's not embarrassing either!"

Dong Bao was also quite speechless, and sighed with his hands on his forehead. After all, she didn't know enough about this society. This was really her miscalculation... Douhua is not worth much, and what is valuable is a large coarse porcelain bowl with four pennies a piece...

"Forget it, Auntie." Dong Bao persuaded with a smile, "From tomorrow onwards, we just need to pay more attention. After a while, no one will want our bowls when they are worn out."

Li Hongqin, who had seen the whole process of making bean curd, thought of other things, and was a little worried, and said to Dong Bao and Li Shi: "This bean curd is delicious, and I don't think it's too difficult to make. If someone also imitates us and sells bean curd What about tofu?"

"Don't worry, auntie, they definitely don't know how to order tofu." Dong Bao laughed.

"Some people will be jealous when they see our business making money. In the future, we will inevitably buy plaster. If people know how to use plaster?" Li Hongqin is very worried. Worry about not being able to eat, but Dongbao's house is different. If someone knows the secret recipe and makes tofu, the crowded orphans and widows will cut off this source of income, what should we do?She was very worried about Dong Bao's mother and daughter.

Dong Bao giggled, comforting Li Hongqin and said: "Auntie, the plaster I bought last time is enough for a long time, besides, even if they know that I bought the plaster, it may be difficult to do it."

The gypsum sold in pharmacies is raw gypsum, and the gypsum used to make soy milk is plaster of paris. The raw gypsum must be calcined on a fire. How many people in this era know that?
The most important thing is that Dong Bao is not at all afraid of this secret being known to others as a "secret not passed on". Even if someone finds out, she must have accumulated enough fame and capital by then.Making tofu does not actually make money. Tofu is a home-cooked dish. If it is expensive, no one will buy it. If it is cheap, it is hard money.In the beginning, she didn't intend to make a lot of money by selling tofu alone. She wanted to make more money. In addition to expanding the cheap market, making yuba, tofu skin, and dried tofu, she also wanted to expand the high-end market, such as lactone tofu, Chiba tofu, and more. Japanese tofu with a more tender taste... She wants to make these one by one, and sell them at a higher and better price.

Beans are used a lot, and bean dregs are also produced. Bean dregs can be used to feed pigs, which is a good feed for pigs. When she saves money, she can catch a few piglets and raise them. There is almost no need to feed additional food, and the cost is low. , Selling new year pigs during the Chinese New Year is another big income.

If you save more money, you can buy land and supply beans exclusively, which saves the cost of buying beans. The more Dong Bao thinks about it, the more he feels that the prospects are fantastic. Because of this bad prospect, he was separated from the Song family. That's right.

In the afternoon, Li Lifeng brought a craftsman with a load over, and painted a layer of varnish on the gate of Dongbao's house, because Dongbao and Li's family were not yet out of filial piety, so it was inconvenient to paint bright colors, so they had to paint varnish .

"I heard from Qiuxia in the morning that you are going to sell beans in the town..." Li Lifeng thought for a long time, but he couldn't remember what Qiuxia told him.

"Douhua!" Li Hongqin said with a smile, "Thanks to Dong Bao, who has a good head and a clever mind, and came up with such a good idea."

Li Lifeng also smiled, and asked, "How is the business?"

"It's pretty good. The sixty bowls of tofu were sold out in a short while, and many people didn't eat them." Li said with a smile, "Tomorrow we plan to make more to sell. Dongbao also made tofu yesterday. It tastes delicious. Not bad, we will arrive at the market tomorrow, and I will send you a piece to taste."

Dong Bao sweated a little, Mrs. Li is really a down-to-earth person, she even told how many bowls she sold.

Li Lifeng quickly waved his hands, "No, no, it's not easy for you to save money. If the business is good, don't send it to me. If you can sell more, sell more."

"Even if we don't sell tofu, we still have to leave enough for my uncle and sister-in-law." Dong Bao smiled, and my uncle also gave her a door. Such a thick and high-quality door is said to be made of good wood. Although she didn't understand, the texture of the door felt good to the touch, and she definitely couldn't buy it without two taels of silver.

Favors owed to others always made her feel uncomfortable, and she had to think of ways to repay the favor.

"Then don't worry too much about it. You are still in debt. It's important to find a way to pay off the debt first. Don't just focus on making money, you will tire yourself out. Your health is important." The uncle looked at Dong Bao and Li Shi , said warmly.

Dong Bao nodded. Uncle is a sensible person. He tried his best to help, but he was never so arrogant as her talented father who wanted to do everything.Thinking of this, Dong Bao suddenly had an idea, and asked his uncle, "Uncle, you have a lot of experience, do you know anything that tastes spicy?"

Li Lifeng looked at Dong Bao suspiciously, and said, "Ginger, garlic and green onions are all spicy."

"No, it's not this spicy." Dong Bao shook his head, and said hesitantly, "Is there anything else that tastes like it's on fire... that kind of spicy." Dong Bao described it for a long time, but he couldn't quite describe the chili pepper. What does it taste like.

Li Lifeng thought for a long time, and said: "If you don't want the spiciness of onion, ginger, and garlic, I know that there is a kind of food that also has a spicy taste. I heard that some people in the south use it to cook. It is cornel fruit, which has a spicy taste when ground."

"That's great." Dong Bao smiled, "Uncle, can you get it? I'll try putting it in tofu curd. It must be delicious."

Li Lifeng smiled and said: "Okay, when I go to buy goods next time, the shopkeeper of the consignment store will help me pay attention, and bring some for you if there are any."

Before dinner, Dong Bao soaked [-] catties of beans, and planned to make [-] catties of beans into bean curd, and [-] catties of beans into tofu. One catty of dried beans could yield three catties of tofu, at least four catties of bean curd, and the sesame oil in the bean curd The marinade and marinade have also been prepared in advance, and the shallots should be cut in the morning, otherwise they will be dehydrated overnight and they will not be fresh.

The next day, more people came to buy bean curds. There was no need for Quan Zi and Shuan Zi to promote it. Dong Bao’s hand of collecting money was too busy. When someone finished drinking, she immediately went to take the bowl back and wash it, determined not to lose a bowl again.

Taking a break from his busy schedule, Dong Bao went to his uncle's house to borrow a small scale, and strongly recommended the tofu he made to the guests who came to eat tofu.

Tofu is pressed, slightly yellow, not as white and tender as bean curd, and not as many people bought it as Dong Bao imagined, most of them smiled and waved their hands, "This thing tastes like bean astringency, My family doesn't like it."

Astringent should be pronounced sai, the first sound.

But Dong Bao was not discouraged, and advised, "This thing is made of tofu, and it has no astringent taste. Auntie, have you ever tasted my tofu? It's not astringent at all! You can take this tofu home and taste it." It costs two cents a catty, which is cheaper than tofu curds! Buy half a catty for one penny and go home, and you can cook delicious dishes. It’s delicious when fried or stewed. It’s a good deal!”

After Dongbao's hard-working sales, six catties of tofu were sold in one morning, and there were still nine catties of tofu left. The tofu curds were sold out early in the morning. I'll be home soon.

"Tofu is still hard to sell!" Mrs. Li sighed slightly as she tidied up the stall.

(End of this chapter)