Yang was shocked by Su Qingluan's idea of a sudden fortune: "Why do you suddenly want to rent a shop?"
"My parents have to push the cart back and forth between the village and the county every day. It's really hard."
She didn't feel much at first, but when she saw Su Guangfu rubbing his shoulders and heard her sister's words, she recalled that she had just secretly gone to the backyard to try to push the weight of the wooden wheelbarrow, and then she realized what Su Guangfu was doing every day. The amount of labor is huge.
Thinking like this, Su Qingluan felt a little guilty - she always subconsciously used modern people's common sense of life and thinking habits to measure this era, but she didn't know how much her father and mother had silently paid for themselves when she was not aware of it. .
However, Yang did not take Su Qingluan's words seriously: "Which merchant is not like this? He can only enter the city when the market opens every day, but has to leave when the market closes? It's not like your father is the only one who has to work hard."
"But if we have a fixed store, we can turn on the stove and make some hot food, and we don't have to push the cart around all day. What's more," Su Qingluan added, "Now there is no need at home. The remaining money is used to rent a shop.”
Yang thought for a while and said to Su Qingluan: "If you really want to rent a shop and you are not in a hurry, it is summer now and the flow of people is very lively. What's more, it is the eve of the autumn examination every year, and many scholars are here." Passing by the county seat, it’s even more lively.”
She explained: "Because at this time of year, the price of renting a shop is 20% higher than usual. Let's wait until the weather gets cooler."
Su Qingluan thought this was reasonable, so she smiled and nodded.
At this time, Su Xueyan yawned. As for Su Xuanhe, he couldn't sit still for a moment and had already gone outside to show off his new clothes with his father.
Seeing this, Su Qingluan quickly asked Su Xueyan: "Are you still listening to stories today? Or are you just going to sleep?"
Usually, if her sister doesn't sleep, Su Qingluan will tell her stories.
The little girl rubbed her eyes and didn't want to hear the story anymore, so she left her sister to her mother-in-law to take care of her while she went back to her room.
Lying in bed tossing and turning at night, unable to sleep, Su Qingluan also thought that it would be better if she could just go to a bigger city.
However, Huaxi Village was a wasteland in the early years. Li Zheng once said that the state government issued an imperial decree that if someone reclaims such wasteland, it will be regarded as their own land. Therefore, although the land of the Su family is not a lot, at least it is their own. .
Of course, this kind of land also requires payment of grain, but there is no need to pay extra to the landlord, which eliminates a layer of exploitation.
Because of this, both Su Guangfu and the Yang family regard the Su family's land as a very important industry.
With the constraints of land, unless it can really bring value that far exceeds the land itself, I am afraid that my parents are not willing to leave other places casually.
Also, modern people cannot escape the curse of "homesickness", let alone the ancients thousands of years ago, when the population mobility was small and they had a stronger sense of identification with their hometown?
So she still had to spend her time on the one-third of an acre of land in this countryside.
However, the passenger flow in small counties is limited, far beyond that of large cities. Moreover, "Hongfu Tower" is the only one in the county, and others cannot compete.
I am confident that I can open a restaurant that will surpass Hongfu Tower, but there is no need to compete with Uncle Liang and others for the customer flow of these three melons...
Speaking of which, she hasn't thought about the food suitable for the Chinese Valentine's Day in "Hongfu Tower"...
It's so sad...
Worried about the customers, Su Qingluan fell asleep.
On the second day, I still hadn’t thought about what to eat during the Chinese Valentine’s Day, but I still wanted to go to Hongfu Tower to meet with Shopkeeper Liang... What if I could find some inspiration?
Su Qingluan thought very bachelorly.
Hongfu Building was still the lively and busy scene on the eve of a festival. Su Qingluan saw the waiters bringing out a plate of dim sum in various shapes, with slightly crispy skin and the smell of flour and sugar.
Su Qingluan pointed at the snack and asked, "Uncle Liang, what is this?"
"This is a coincidence, I just do it to suit the occasion. Don't you know, my virtuous niece?"
Su Qingluan shook his head blankly: This thing doesn't look too strange, and you can roughly guess how it is done just by looking at it.
Just... Qiaoguo?
"Is it related to the Qiqiao Festival?"
Shopkeeper Liang nodded, and then asked curiously: "Niece Xian doesn't know?"
Su Qingluan said in her heart that for people in this era, this is probably a common sense issue similar to "eating rice dumplings on the Dragon Boat Festival". However, in her previous life, her impression of the "Qiqiao Festival" - or Qixi Festival - only existed in There is a big sale on chocolate roses and all kinds of shopping.
Seeing that Su Qingluan had a confused look on his face, shopkeeper Liang briefly mentioned the legend that "Qiaoguo" was a prayer to the Weaver Girl for food with skillful hands.
Su Qingluan looked at the Qiaoguo and asked, "Uncle Liang, is there any fixed method for this 'Qiaoguo'?"
Shopkeeper Liang thought for a while: "Yuanwei is responsible for it. I don't know exactly, but it looks like they have different shapes and colors... I have also seen colored ones..."
Su Qingluan rolled his eyes and smiled slyly: "How about using this 'Qiaoguo' as a selling point?"
Shopkeeper Liang waved his hand: "No, no, this fruit is available in the streets and alleys, where can it be sold?"
"Of course I don't let Uncle Liang just sell 'Qiaoguo'." There must be a lot of such simple and easy-to-understand food in the streets and alleys, and you can't make much money.
"Niece Xian, do you have any good ideas?"
Su Qingluan whispered a few words in Shopkeeper Liang's ear, and Shopkeeper Liang immediately smiled and said: "As expected of a young man, his mind works very fast!"
Su Qingluan said humbly: "Uncle Liang, thank you." Then he stopped smiling and said, "But whether this method will work depends entirely on the quality of Hongfulou's dishes."
"How could I not understand?" Shopkeeper Liang sighed, "But the festival is only two or three days away, and it will take time for the helpers in the kitchen to learn a new dish, let alone all the dishes?"
Su Qingluan nodded: "The quality of the dishes itself cannot be improved after a short period of training."
From the initial selection of ingredients, to the processing and preparation of ingredients, to the control of heat and seasoning of dishes, and finally even the order of serving meals, it not only requires systematic learning, but also a certain amount of talent.
However……
Su Qingluan smiled and picked up a piece of Qiaoguo and put it into her mouth. The aroma of fried flour, eggs and sugar instantly filled her mouth. She said with a smile: "A dish needs to have both color and flavor to maximize the appetite of diners."
Shopkeeper Liang nodded: "This is natural."
"Since the 'aroma' and 'taste' themselves are limited by the chef's skills and cannot be significantly improved in the short term, why don't we put some thought into the last third?"
