The wicked girl of the farm gate is a group pet

Chapter 91
With their unanimous approval, Su Cao asked Mrs. He, the noodle shop: "What do you think, how about selling this one for two cents apiece?"

The taste is crispy, and the deep-fried one can still fill the stomach. This thing is still novel, and it can be sold for two yuan a piece.

Moreover, this fried dough stick does not use meat as filling, so the cost is more cost-effective than making meat buns.

The smell of deep-fried dough sticks wafted out, and there were already many people waiting for the boat to probe their brains here. The noodle shop lady tried to shout twice: "Sell fried dough sticks, sell fried dough sticks, freshly baked fried dough sticks, crispy and crispy, only two pennies one."

Someone took out a couple of pennies to buy a deep-fried dough stick and took a bite, his eyes lit up immediately.

"It's delicious! Two more sticks, give it to my baby."

"It looks delicious. Here's my two cents. I'll buy one and give it a try."

"Delicious, delicious, I want five more!"

Su Cao was so busy that she finally saw off a group of people, and was so tired that she slumped on the noodle booth chair.

"Girl, girl!"

The lady in the noodle shop counted the money until she was soft, poured tea out of a bamboo bucket and served it to Su Cao with both hands: "If you want to buy bamboo shoots, I will agree, let alone one jar, even the ten jars of bamboo shoots. Discuss, can this recipe for fried dough sticks be sold?"

How can such a way to make money be sold casually?
Seeing the popularity of fried dough sticks, Shen Yue'e was anxious to talk about Su Cao.

But Su Cao waved her hand: "It's sold, I'll sell it to you for three taels of silver, and I'll give you all the money from the sale of fried dough sticks just now. A bowl of porridge or soybean juice goes with a deep-fried dough stick, and a small plate of soaked sour bamboo shoots, five cents." One can be sold.”

For three taels of silver, it costs hundreds of bowls of beef noodles, and my aunt feels distressed.

However, there are too many noodle stalls on the wharf, and the beef noodles can no longer be sold.

There were people coming and going at the pier, especially when there were fairs. In that hour just now, about a hundred of them were sold, and a full two hundred Wen was collected.

A deal with such money must not be missed.

The aunt gritted her teeth: "Success, it's up to you!"

Su Cao told Aunt He how much sugar, salt and other seasoning ratios to put in, and personally watched her knead the noodles and fried golden and crispy fried dough sticks.

Only then did he accept the three taels of silver she gave, took a dozen freshly baked fried dough sticks, and boarded the lame man's boat.

In the future, when we send sour bamboo shoots to Mingzhu Town, we often have to use the boat of the lame man, and ask him to help carry the goods.

Su Cao gave Shen Cripple a deep-fried dough stick, and his eyes widened: "Cao'er, what is this? It's delicious."

"Churros!"

Taking people's money to do things for others, Su Cao took care of the business for the noodle shop's aunt: "In the future, if you want to eat, you can buy it from the beef noodle stall."

"The method of deep-fried dough sticks was figured out by Cao'er."

Shen Yue'e was very distressed: "Cao'er, this is a very profitable business, why did you sell the prescription for three taels of silver?"

Three taels of silver is the price of [-] fried dough sticks, and the price of [-] bowls of beef noodles.

Is it cheap?
Su Cao looked at Shen Yuning with a smile: "Yue'e thinks I sold it cheaply, what does Brother Yuning think?"

"That's it!"

Shen Yuning analyzed: "This method of deep-fried dough sticks is easier to learn than your method of soaking sour bamboo shoots. If the noodle stall lady is not a kind person, she has seen how Caoer kneads noodles and how to fry them. Slowly thinking about it can figure out a way. doorway."

"Now that it's sold for three taels of silver, the sour bamboo shoots have one more place to ship them, so it's not a loss!"

(End of this chapter)