The history of struggle of peasant girls

Chapter 55 Cake
Han Qingquan broke off a bit of the cake and put it in his mouth, chewing carefully.Han Qianluo couldn't help asking quickly, "Brother, how are you doing?" Although she was confident in her craft, she also needed the opinion of this aborigine.

"That's right, it's delicious." Han Qingquan said with a smile, paused for a moment and then asked with some doubts, "But why is it so sweet?"

Hearing this question, Han Qianluo said indifferently, "I put the sugar I made last time in it."

"Then the cost is really too high."

After Han Qingquan said this, Han Qianluo realized that the materials for making cakes are really expensive at this time, so is it worthwhile to sell this cake?

While talking, I saw Han Sanwei walking back cautiously, walking into the kitchen with a bunch of things in his hands, looking very happy: "Sister San, look, they don't want any of them, give them all to me." What he held in his arms turned out to be several little rabbits, two snow-white ones, one with mixed colors, and two gray ones, five in total.

"Why don't they want it?" Han Qianluo asked a little strangely.

Han Sanwei carefully hugged one of the little rabbits that was about to fall, and then replied: "They said it was their mother who told them to give it to me."

Han Qianluo turned his head to look at Han Qingquan, feeling a little strange in his heart, what does this all mean, and couldn't help guessing: Could it be because of the tofu incident before, this is their thanks?

"Did they say why?" Han Qingquan also asked with some doubts.

Han Sanwei hugged the rabbit, tilted his head and thought about it, and said with some uncertainty: "It seems to be because the third sister taught them how to make tofu."

Unexpectedly, this is actually the case, Han Qianluo thought, and then said to Sanwei: "Sanwei, quickly take the rabbit and wrap it up, don't freeze to death."

"kindness."

After dinner, Han Qianluo thought about the cake he made while washing the dishes. After much deliberation, he finally decided to listen to other people's comments on the cake.

So when he went to Dongshi the next morning, Han Qianluo brought the cake with him, intending to ask Liu Xingzhi, Ma Qiaozhong, and Dow for their opinions.

When there were not many people at the stall in Dongshi, Han Qianluo packed up his things and prepared to sell a clepsydra first. It would be more convenient to have a timekeeping tool at home.However, Han Qianluo never paid attention to where this item was sold. For a while, he didn't know where to buy it, so he had to ask someone.As for who to ask, of course Dow.

Walking to Tao's house, he immediately saw little Tao An who was reading a book, holding a roll of bamboo slips, even looking at it was strenuous.

"Sister Han, why are you here?" Dow greeted with a smile.

Han Qianluo also smiled: "I'm here to let Sister Tao taste something for me." Then he took out the cake that had been cut in advance and gave Tao a piece: "Sister Tao help me taste this pastry How about it?"

Dow picked up the cake with his hands, took a small bite, and chewed slowly with his mouth closed, eating in a very gentle way, because the chewing movements were so small that Han Qianluo almost didn't notice.After a while, Tao Shi finally finished tasting and said, "Very good pastries."

"I'm relieved when Sister Tao said that." Han Qianluo said with a smile, and then asked again, "By the way, does Sister Tao know where there is a clepsydra?"

Dow frowned and said: "This thing is precious, but it is very convenient to have a clepsydra." After thinking for a while, he continued, "I remember that only West Market sells clepsydra, and East There seems to be no one in the city.”

"Then I'll go first, thank you Sister Tao." Han Qianluo thanked her and left Tao's house.Go to West Market.

Walking to the West Market, Han Qianluo easily found a shop selling clepsydra. When he went in, he found that there was not only a clepsydra, but another kind, a stone disc with a pointer on it. Qian Luo didn't know the name of this thing, but the principle was easy to understand, which was to use the movement of the shadow of the pointer on the disc.

"Shop waiter, what's the name of this thing?" Han Qianluo asked the shop waiter who was standing still.

Although the waiter in the shop did not refuse to answer, his attitude was absolutely perfunctory. Hearing Han Qianluo's question, he didn't even move, and he didn't even change his standing posture. He looked at Han Qianluo contemptuously and said, "This It’s called a sundial, and it’s very valuable.”

Han Qianluo understood what the waiter meant, but he just disliked that she couldn't afford it, so he asked the waiter, "How much is this sundial?"

The shop clerk cast a slanted glance at Han Qianluo, and said lazily, "One coin for three strings, be careful not to damage it."

Hearing the price, Han Qianluo really didn't plan to buy it. Such an item would cost three pennies, so she thought she might as well figure it out by herself.In Han Qianluo's opinion, this thing should be very simple, so she just asked and left. After walking out of the shop, she heard the disdainful voice of the shop assistant.

Naturally, Han Qianluo didn't care about this. After leaving the shop, he walked towards Maji Restaurant. It was almost noon at this time. As soon as he entered the restaurant, Han Qianluo saw that half of the tables in the hall were occupied. people, and Ma Qiaozhong standing behind the counter looking at the bamboo slips.

As soon as Han Qianluo walked in, Ma Qiaozhong saw her, and said with a smile: "Why is Miss Han coming to my place when you have time?" Han Qianluo took out the cake and handed it to Ma Qiaozhong: "I'll ask Master Ma to taste it for me." For this kind of pastry, please ask the shopkeeper Ma if you don't mind helping me."

Ma Qiaozhong picked up the pastry and tasted it carefully. The normal expression on his face suddenly became very excited, but the excitement was only fleeting, and then disappeared, and he put on his usual smiling face again. , praised: "Miss Han is really good at craftsmanship, I have never eaten this pastry before."

"I'm relieved to hear Shopkeeper Ma say that. In fact, I have an idea, but I don't know what Shopkeeper Ma wants?" Han Qianluo said.

Shopkeeper Ma suddenly became very interested, and quickly asked, "Let's go upstairs and talk about it." He took Han Qianluo upstairs, picked a room with no one at random, and asked quickly after entering the door : "Miss Han, tell me."

"It's like this. I want to make this pastry and sell it, but the materials for making this pastry are not cheap, so I plan to sell it at a higher price, and only sell it to wealthy and powerful nobles." Han Qianluo said.

Ma Qiaozhong pondered for a while and said, "I understand Miss Han's meaning, which is to make this kind of pastry like Zhenshanfang." In fact, to put it bluntly, it is to take the high-end route, and all small profits but quick sales are put aside.

Han Qianluo nodded, and then said a little embarrassedly, "But Shopkeeper Ma also knows that our family is just an ordinary peasant family, so I wanted to find someone to cooperate with, and then I thought of Shopkeeper Ma first."

After Han Qianluo finished speaking, he was actually a little worried. After all, what happened last time was really not a happy cooperation.Unexpectedly, Ma Qiaozhong said without hesitation: "I was also thinking about it, and I didn't expect Miss Han to bring it up first." Then she paused and said, "But I'm worried whether something like the last time will happen again. .”

"I've already figured out what happened last time." Han Qianluo said vaguely, saying that family ugliness should not be publicized, and it would be good if as few people as possible know, "Surely things like last time won't happen, Shopkeeper Ma can rest assured about this."

Ma Qiaozhong didn't ask too many questions, just smiled and said, "In this case, I trust Miss Han, so let's talk about the cooperation."

In her previous life, Han Qianluo was an ordinary science student. After graduating, she found a job in a small or medium-sized company and spent her days in a mediocre way. Therefore, she was completely inexperienced and inexperienced in business negotiations.That's why she went to Ma Qiaozhong, who had worked with him once, instead of looking for another shop.

"Actually, Miss Han doesn't need to worry too much. Apart from this restaurant, I also have a pastry shop." Ma Qiaozhong said suddenly.

Hearing this, Han Qianluo was still a little surprised. This Ma Qiaozhong looked only in her twenties, and she was considered very young at this time. Unexpectedly, she had a lot of property, which surprised her a little.But it also made Han Qianluo more at ease, not because of the shop, of course, but because of his ability.

After discussing for a long time, the two finally discussed the final plan.But Han Qianluo only needs to be responsible for making the cake, and she doesn't have to worry about the rest.

After discussing it, Han Qianluo hurriedly said goodbye and left. If he didn't leave, he would stay with someone else for lunch.However, when passing Liu Xingzhi's yard, he accidentally saw Liu Xingzhi squatting at the door hoeing the ground again. The piece of land was not too wide, but it was also considered too narrow. Han Qianluo estimated that it was about one-third of an acre.

"Brother Xingzhi." Han Qianluo shouted happily.

This time Liu Xingzhi was wearing brown clothes with an ordinary square scarf wrapped around his head. As far as his attire was concerned, he was no different from those ordinary peasant men.

"Qianluo, are you going home?" Liu Xingzhi put down the hoe in his hand and asked.

Han Qianluo nodded, looked at the land under Liu Xingzhi's feet and asked curiously: "Brother Xingzhi, what are you going to plant?"

"I want to grow some vegetables." Liu Xingzhi glanced at the field he had hoeed, and said with some embarrassment.

Han Qianluo followed his line of sight and felt that the land was not bad, so he said truthfully, "Brother Xing Zhi's land is really good."

"Qianluo, stop joking." Liu Xingzhi still looked a little embarrassed by Han Qianluo's praise.

Han Qianluo remembered the cakes he made, so he quickly took out an open clay pot in the back basket, took out the cake in it, handed it to Liu Xingzhi and said, "Brother Xingzhi, try it, I made it myself .”

(End of this chapter)