In addition, seasonings such as vinegar, sugar, and salt theoretically do not expire, and star anise, cinnamon, etc. are not subject to moisture. These can be stored for a long time, and you can store more in the basement of the villa without taking up valuable space.
Jingshu secretly wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth, and then said to the aunt who was still settling the accounts: "1,000 kilograms of mature vinegar, 200 kilograms of salt, soy sauce, white sugar, rock sugar, chicken essence, oil, star anise, five-spice powder, and cumin , Sichuan pepper powder, cinnamon powder, pepper, baking soda, cooking wine, and finely ground sesame oil cost 100 kilograms.”
Although shopping depends on the pound, the actual specification of vinegar is a 5L portable pot, the soy sauce consumption is a 1L portable pot, the cooking wine is a glass bottle, and the rest are 500g or 250g bags. Very convenient and fast.
The aunt opened the order, raised her head and glanced at Jingshu and asked, "Doubanjiang, chili sauce, and chili powder are very popular, why don't you get some?"
Jingshu thought about it. She stocked up raw materials one month ago and processed them the next month. She would definitely pickle a lot of vegetables by then. The chili sauce should be made from the ones grown in space. As for bean paste, she could also make it, but she couldn’t make it taste like others. Come.
"Then let's get 200 pounds of doubanjiang." Jingshu swallowed a mouthful of saliva unconsciously, causing her aunt to look at her strangely. This girl has been swallowing saliva since she entered the door. Is she probably suffering from some disease?
Auntie was doing some calculations, and Jingshu was using her mobile phone calculator to do the calculations. She was not the kind of person who would pay whatever the store said.
"A total of 12,890 yuan!" Jingshu was the first to calculate it. The aunt nodded, and after calculating it again, she said: "An order of 10,000 yuan will get a box of curry cubes." Jingshu thought of curry chicken nuggets and rice, and her mouth watered again. It went down.
Jingshu left the address, paid the money, the boss issued the invoice, left each other's phone numbers, and agreed to deliver the goods before get off work, Jingshu happily left the store and continued walking inside.
There was still 1,630 yuan left. The vegetable stalls were already empty, and the condiment shops had begun to close their stalls. Jingshu simply replenished some more and bought 10 pounds of black peppercorns for 80 yuan. When the time came, they would be freshly ground and sprinkled on the steak so that they would not be too delicious; wholesale 100 kilograms of brown sugar costs 600 yuan, and 150 bottles of Wangzhi and fermented bean curd costs 920 yuan, which the condiment shop gave away.
With the last 30 yuan left on her and it was getting dark, Jingshu took a taxi home.
After Jing's father came home from get off work today, he secretly prepared to take out 500 yuan to buy a birthday gift for Lao Sun's son. When he opened it, there was only one 100 yuan note left. For a moment, Jing's father's expression changed unpredictably, and for a moment he was frightened. , sometimes anxious, sometimes unwilling, probably recalling the fear of being dominated by the devil.
When Jing Shu came home, Jing's father sat on the bedside with a constipated look on his face, sighing and wondering whether he should confess to Jing's mother. Jing's mother was cooking in the kitchen, "You naughty kid, come back as soon as it's time for dinner."
Smelling the fragrant smell, Baozi's mother's cooking skills were still as bad as ever. Looking at the face that was still young and beautiful ten years ago, Jingshu choked for a moment. She couldn't imagine that Baozi's mother would be old and full in ten years. White hair, malnourished and shriveled cheeks.
Putting aside her petty emotions, Jingshu became more determined to sell her house, car, and stock up on supplies so that her family of three would not only have enough to eat in the apocalypse, but also live a good life.
Just after dinner, the person who delivered mushroom bags and condiments arrived together. Under the strange eyes of her parents, after having more than twenty large boxes moved to her bedroom, Jingshu took out the contract and showed it to Baozi's parents. Explained: "The marketing team that Zhu Zhengqi helped find...said they wanted to package me as a gourmet internet celebrity and sell gourmet food while live streaming, so I went to wholesale the seasonings in the afternoon."
Since the matter of space cannot be known to her parents, she can only explain the reason for hoarding supplies openly to avoid making them suspicious in the future. Jingshu feels that she is really a genius for coming up with this way of killing three birds with one stone.
"Then why did you buy so much? Can you use it all?" The person in charge of the family always controls financial issues.
"You can't use thousands of kilograms of vinegar to make hundreds of jars of kimchi." Jingshu took her parents and explained in detail the process of selling characters, hype, how much Gu Shuijun costs, and how to make money by accepting advertisements if he becomes popular.
Just like in the previous life, the parents tried to find ways to help their daughter with her career without saying a word. After all, after success, they no longer have to worry about their daughter's future life.
Jingshu added another point: "The rich second generation makes delicious food and sells it with their own hands. This kind of personality needs to be broadcast live in the villa, and some parts of the villa must be renovated and improved."
"Okay, I will find someone for you tomorrow. The labor and materials will be included in the cost price. Once the money is freed up, you can dress it up as you want." Jing's father will support the three women in his life unconditionally no matter what they do.
"Sell that shop, and then sell my car." Dad Jing did not hesitate and made the same choice as in his previous life.
"I also sold my car, but it's still short of 600,000 yuan." Jing's mother was a little worried, "How about selling this house and we live in a villa?"
"It's more than 30 kilometers to live in a villa and go to work. It's not okay." Jing's father objected because the main villa was too remote.
Jingshu came up with an idea: "The contract said to pay a deposit of 800,000 within three days. How about selling the shop and dad's car to pay the deposit first? If it's too late, ask my aunts and uncles first. They can borrow some emergency money. There is still one month left." Make up the time."
In this life, Jingshu no longer feels guilty about spending her parents' money. Instead, she is very excited. She should first make her parents aware of her aunt's face by borrowing money.
So it was decided, and the information was immediately registered with 58.com. It was urgent and the price was low. The demand was full payment. Jingshu was cheating the rich, and the common people were ignored.
"Dad, look, today is Uncle Sun's son's 23rd birthday. Have you given him a gift?" Jing Shu showed Jing's father the circle of friends picture.
"No gifts this year." Dad Jing was depressed. What else could he give as a gift if his personal money was gone?
"Hey, dad, look, Uncle Sun's son got a new Mercedes-Benz. He also said: Thank you dad for the birthday gift! It's really cool." After saying that, Jing Shu saw Jing's dad's face darken, knowing that going too far would be too much. Get out of here and spit out the 100,000 yuan that Uncle Sunzi owes.
After going back to the bedroom and closing the door, Jingshu first put the bacteria bags into a space that occupied 1 cubic meter, and then moved all the boxes into the Rubik's Cube space. She checked through it using fluoroscopy. There were no unopened packages of salted chicken essence, sesame oil, etc. It was fresh on the wrong date, so I put it back in the bedroom after confirming it. Although three thousand kilograms of spices sounded like a lot, they were piled high in only three rows and did not take up space. Jingshu put the purchased items in the list on her mobile phone. Check the box, mark the quantity, and add 100 boxes/carton of curry cubes, 10 jins of black peppercorns, 100 jins of brown sugar, 150 bottles of Wangzhihe fermented bean curd, and 22 mushroom bags.
Jingshu is happiest when sorting out the stored supplies, just like counting money every day.
