Reborn Farmer's Businesswoman

Chapter 150 Soybean Paste Sale (1)

Four days later, it was November [-]th.

It was going to be the twelfth lunar month of winter, and Han Qing was so cold that she just wanted to curl up in the quilt every day, especially with the new quilt, the warm quilt was simply a great temptation.

Since the beginning of November, almost every household has stopped working in the field. The weather is too cold, and most crops cannot survive.

When winter comes, farmers start to hoard food.

Last month, Lin's father had expanded the cellar by one point. At the end of October, there was room to store the sweet potatoes and cabbage that had been put away.

Nearly half of the cellar was filled with pots and soybeans purchased by Han Qing. The two elders never thought that the cellar would be full.

Fortunately, at this time, the first batch of soybean paste has been developed, and a new place has been vacated to marinate the next batch of soybean paste and fermented bean curd.

When a jar of soy sauce was brought out, Han Qing seemed to see a bright future beckoning to her.

With money, she wants to build a big house for her parents, parents-in-law...

With longing in her heart, Han Qing also became more motivated.

That night, she immediately made a meal of fried noodles with soy sauce for the young and old of the Lin family, and the noodles were dipped in soy sauce.

There are few sauces in the Northern Dynasty. Except for caviar, it is basically spicy sauce.

The new taste buds brought by the soy sauce, and then the sauce is poured on the noodles, and the color alone will make people appetite.

"Qing'er, soybean paste tastes better than fermented bean curd, why don't we bring some to sell at the stall tomorrow." Liu said.

"That's exactly what I mean." Han Qing said again: "Tomorrow, I will discuss the matter of bean paste with shopkeeper Song. Brothers and sisters-in-law will go to set up a stall first, and I will get together later."

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The next day, Han Qing set off when the sky was not clear.

There are five jars of soybean paste in the car. If the business is settled, she can save a lot of money and have some spare money on hand.

When we arrived at Fulai Building, shopkeeper Song was already waiting in front of the door.

Liu and the others were in charge of counting the tofu, bean curd sticks, etc. Han Qing didn't say a word, and went straight to the point with the bean paste jar in her arms.

"Uncle Song, I brought you something new today."

After saying that, Han Qing took apart the tarpaulin, and the maroon sauce inside was immediately revealed.

Shopkeeper Song immediately fetched the chopsticks, dipped them a little, and put them in his mouth.

Shopkeeper Song smacked a few times, and his eyes lit up: "This dipping sauce is good, and the taste is suitable for all ages."

Han Qing smiled brightly: "This is made of pickled soybeans. I made two flavors, one is garlic bean paste and the other is spicy bean paste. Uncle Song can give it a try."

Hearing this, Shopkeeper Song undoubtedly tried everything.

"Soybean paste is not only appetizing and invigorating the spleen, but also relieves greasy food. It is also delicious when mixed with noodles, bibimbap, or stewed vegetables. It is also good as a dipping sauce!" Han Qing did not forget to explain.

Shopkeeper Song laughed, and put away his chopsticks: "Just praise Qing'er for its strength, Uncle Soybean Sauce will order it!"

Shopkeeper Song felt a little guilty for not being able to buy Qingfang last time, but Qingfang has a strong taste and is really not suitable for selling in restaurants.

Now the soybean paste tastes very good, even if Han Qing doesn't praise it, he will buy it.

As a result, the old and the young began to agree on the price and monthly supply.

There are about four catties of soybean paste in a large jar, the cost is about ten yuan, the price is fifty yuan, and the net profit is forty yuan.

Although there is a profit of [-] Wen, it takes a lot of time and has to be turned over every now and then, so it is not too expensive.

Shopkeeper Song first ordered fifteen jars of garlic bean paste and fifteen jars of spicy bean paste per month, and his net income would be [-] cash per month.

(End of this chapter)