The Little Cook's Wealthy Counterattack

In fact, the production of dried bananas is very simple. It's nothing more than peeling, slicing and baking. It's just to prevent bananas from turning a little disgusting brown. To maintain the original beautiful color of bananas and even better see the attractive golden yellow, it needs to be smoked with sulfur.

Of course, with Jiang Wenjie and Li Xun who was led astray by him, a little pure sulfur is not a problem.

There are so many fruits in Dianzhou. A large number of dried fruits are sent to the baking house. As small as plantain, they are simply spread on the ground and dried. Although they are a little wrinkled, the flesh is fragrant and sweet and chewy. Jiang qianxia likes to take some with him and stuff it into his mouth if he has nothing to do.

More expensive fruits, such as lychees, which "ride the concubine of the world of mortals to laugh", were made into sugar water cans together with fruits that can't be dried, such as cherries and loquats, sealed in exquisite painted small pottery pots, ready to kill the rich.

Poor and crazy merchants are terrible. Dozens of merchants unite. Because this is to recover funds for everyone, no one cares about what share.

Several fruit and vegetable traders were elected. They wanted to rely on them to distribute goods in large quantities, but unexpectedly, they couldn't eat such large goods at all.

Finally, we had to rely on wanbaoge, which has stores all over Daqian, to help distribute. For a time, the Feng family's fleet crowded the waterways and canals. Looking at it, it was all cargo ships with the "Feng" flag.

Wanbaoge has its own material dispatching system. Although it is not particularly scientific, it has been tried for decades. It is huge, complex and efficient.

As long as the goods are transported from Dianzhou, there are tigers out of the gate and Youlong out of the sea.

The fruit that had piled up like a mountain is becoming less and less every day at a very fast speed. The workers in charge of production are not under great pressure and can only work overtime.

There is no need to say more about the sales of prosperous cities. After all, the people are more or less richer than those in other places. They can buy some fresh things and taste them for their families.

It's no surprise that dried fruit, which is good for your health and can support your mouth, immediately occupied most of the snack market. Even those small shops selling traditional cakes had to buy some back and think about putting them in their own snacks, otherwise they couldn't sell them.

In a small frontier town in the north, a wanbaoge branch, which usually only opens in winter to buy leather goods and sell spirits, lazily opened its shop in early summer during the surprised discussion of the people.

One wooden shelf after another makes it difficult to turn around. There is an oilcloth bag on the shelf. I don't know what's inside, but it smells really fragrant.

The shopkeeper shook the palm fan, and his clothes were untidy. He and the waiter carried out a temporary sign with two big words on it - fruit.

The people in the north, especially the people on the border, have eaten the most fruits in their whole life.

They have never seen fruits from the tropics, let alone eat them.

So when chatting, the shopkeeper said it was a good thing from the South thousands of miles away. Everyone was greedy, but there was no one asking for the price.

"Lao Li, why are such good things transported all the way here? We can't sell good things here. Isn't it a waste to keep them?"

Someone felt a pity for shopkeeper Li from the bottom of his heart. He couldn't help persuading the people and nodded frequently.

Shopkeeper Li smiled and shook his head, pretending not to care: "what's the matter? The big shopkeeper of our family personally got these fruits from the deep mountains and forests in Lingnan. The big shopkeeper said that the whole Wanbao Pavilion in Daqian must have goods, otherwise it's called Wanbao pavilion?"

"Of course, in addition to the fruit, Li also got some fungi, but it's really expensive and small, so he won't sell it. When Minger finds time to go to the garrison camp and send it to the generals to comfort our soldiers!"

The people on the border treat the garrison as their relatives. They have no doubt about shopkeeper Li's words. They all give him a thumbs up and praise him.

When the topic opened, shopkeeper Li didn't delay much. He told the waiter to take out several large bowls, get a little of each fruit, wash his hands, break them into small pieces and line them up at the door of the store.

"Although Li doesn't spend much time here every year, thanks to the care of the villagers. Now there are good things to do, can't we do it?"

"Small business, can't bear to make everyone enjoy it, but it's OK to taste it. If you don't dislike it, just try it!"

Golden banana slices, wrinkled dried banana, fragrant dried mango, lemon slices pickled with wild honey, fresh red cherry and white litchi just pulled out of the pottery pot

So many good things with all kinds of colors, flavors and fragrances suddenly made the people who had been suffering in the north for a lifetime stare big eyes and roll up their throats unnaturally.

Everyone looked at each other. Although they were greedy, they looked at the unclean wind cream and broken patched clothes on their hands, but no one was embarrassed to come forward to get these good things.

Because they know that these things must be delicious, but they can't afford to buy them after they taste them.

It is the most honest kindness of the people to not let businesses suffer losses.

Li Zhang smiled on the counter, but his heart was sour. He seemed to know why the big shopkeeper knew that these things could not be sold at the poorest border, but he had to let everyone transport them. The price was half cheaper than that in big cities.

Just thinking about forcing the two to try the opening, shopkeeper Li saw a tall man with sheep's skin wrapped around his waist on a hot day, half of his chest bare and a whip on his back, pulling a child of seven or eight years old and somewhat embarrassed out of the crowd.

He looked like a Guli man, but he must be the shepherd under the big shopkeeper if he could appear in Dachan city.

They are all "their own people". Shopkeeper Li greeted them warmly and said with a smile, "brother, this is a rest day. Come to the city?"

"Oh, yes, I'm not comfortable when I'm idle. I'll just buy some food for my baby."

The Chinese is not proficient. With some accents, the man smiles very shyly, and the blush on his cheeks seems to be darker.

Under the gaze of the crowd, his rough and deformed hand reached into the money bag and took out more than ten copper plates. He was embarrassed and stuffed them all into shopkeeper Li's hand.

"The money given by the master to buy cloth and clothes for his mother is almost spent. There is still some left. What can you buy to make her happy?"

Shopkeeper Li turned his hand, put the money in his arms, took the paper bag, shoveled a tablespoon of banana slices for him personally, and grabbed a litchi from the trial bowl and stuffed it into the baby's mouth.

The black child was startled by the white and tender litchi meat. He quickly vomited in his hand and tore a small piece of litchi meat into five parts under the suspicious gaze of everyone.

One was stuffed into his mouth and wanted to chew it inch by inch. One was stuffed into the man's mouth on his toes. The remaining three were wrapped in his newly bought cotton cloth like a baby. In the words of bone, he went back to his aunt, grandma and his baby lamb.

Shopkeeper Li's tears were coming down. He wanted to get him some more, but the man refused.

"That's enough, my Abba and my grandpa... They haven't eaten such rare things in their life. Thanks to the host's reception, we can have money to taste some. It's already blessed by God. We can't be greedy any more. Go back and herd more sheep. If there's more next time, I'll take the money to buy it."

One big hand and one small hand passed through the crowd and left. Soon, a rough pastoral came, thanking the God for his protection, the host for his generosity and the beauty of life.

What makes shopkeeper Li laugh and cry is that with this first buyer, the fruits in the store were wiped out in just four or five days, except for expensive cans.

"Even the herdsmen who herd sheep for your daughter are willing to buy some home to eat. We can break the rules of our ancestors?"

Shopkeeper Li doesn't know what the ancestral rules are, but the big shopkeeper often says that he has seen the inexplicable pride in the bones of Daqian people.

Fortunately, he sells all good things. When walking in the street and seeing the mother-in-law beating the child, he puts a small piece of dried fruit in the child's crying mouth. Shopkeeper Li always grins involuntarily.

There is an inexplicable feeling of itching and soft in the chest. Maybe this is what the big shopkeeper said. It's the pride of being a businessman.