When her family said it was delicious, Mo Ziwan felt that it was perfectly fine to set up a stall to earn some money. But after Yu Silian's words, she instantly felt that she didn't have to set up a stall to sell food, and she could also cooperate with major restaurants in the county. , but the premise is that the restaurant must first know and approve the luncheon meat. After thinking about it for a while, I still decided to set up a stall first and promote the luncheon meat first.
After returning from the Han family, it was almost time to teach the children in the village. I used the little time left to correct the homework assigned in the second half of yesterday to a few people. When it comes to class, I still collect the homework assigned in the first half of the day, and then distribute the corrected homework to a few people, and start to review the homework. The focus of the homework review is to explain how many people made mistakes in the homework. on the questions, and emphasized the incomplete answers one by one to ensure that everyone can understand what she taught.
After finishing the homework review, he started to talk about the new course. After class, he assigned some homework. After assigning the homework, he said: "Dear students, go back and discuss with your parents at home. If conditions permit, you can buy it. A piece of ink and an inkstone at home are convenient for you to write and practice calligraphy. If it is not convenient to buy them for the time being, it doesn’t matter, you can still use charcoal.” If possible, she still hopes that they can write beautiful handwriting. Maybe taking part in the imperial examination will not be affected by words.
Take the imperial examination! This is probably an unattainable dream for the villagers!
Looking at the children in front of me, none of them are wearing patched clothes. It is rare to have new clothes all year round. Even in the Li Dagang family, the whole family dotes on him, and he still wears patched clothes. Clothes.
Think about it again, if I hadn't taught them for free, they wouldn't have come to me to learn to read and read. If they didn't even have the money to send them to school, how could they have the ability to take a path they were incapable of taking? Don't send them to school, teach them for free. There are only six people in such a big village. Although some of them don't trust you, there must be parents who want their children to help the family, so that they can have more labor at home. It’s also better to earn one cent more.
In the final analysis, it’s all about poverty, you still have to be rich. Thinking at the best, what a pity it would be if some of them with excellent grades could follow the path of studying to the top of the world's pyramid, but had to stop because of lack of money! As a teacher, I would naturally hate to see something like this happen.
After Mo Ziyuan waved a few people to go back, she began to think about making money! After reviewing the method I was using now, copying books was the first one to be eliminated. Then there is the medicine collection. Although you can earn some money by collecting medicines, the whole village goes out to collect medicines. The medicines on the mountain are limited. Even if you go further, collecting medicines is not a stable income.
After excluding the first two, I thought of luncheon meat. It would definitely be unrealistic for everyone in the village to sell luncheon meat. The county is only so big. Two or three people can still make money by selling it, but if there are more, I'm afraid everyone will lose money. Can't earn it.
Unless luncheon meat can be supplied to major restaurants, not only in the county where you are located, but also in the neighboring counties, and even major restaurants in the capital can use luncheon meat. By then, are you afraid that you will not be able to make a village rich? Not only luncheon meat, but also the industry that red potato starch can drive. Just because red potato starch can make the meat tender, restaurants are competing for it. Who doesn’t want their fried meat to be more tender and delicious? Modern restaurants are indispensable, not to mention the ancient times when materials were scarce. Not only restaurants, but also people with a small amount of money. Who doesn’t pay attention to food and drink? If you can eat delicious food, who would want to eat bad food?
Moreover, red potato starch can also be made into red potato vermicelli, which can be fried or stewed. Thinking of how to make red potato vermicelli, Mo Ziyuan couldn't help but swallow her saliva. She really wanted to eat the hot, sour and delicious spicy and sour pork intestine vermicelli right now.
After thinking about this, Mo Ziyuan felt that her food stall could also add hot and sour noodles as a dish. Wait, not only hot and sour noodles, but also red sweet potato jelly. Thinking of the red sweet potato noodles, there are many other foods that can be derived from them. Finally, I laughed unconsciously, red sweet potato is really a good thing.
With good thoughts in mind, Mo Ziwan felt that the luncheon meat was more delicious when she ate it at night than when she ate it at noon. After eating another piece, Mo Ziwan said, "Grandma, luncheon meat is so delicious, why don't we go to the county town and set up a food stall to sell luncheon meat!"
Song Nanzhi had never thought about doing business. When he was suddenly mentioned, Song Nanzhi was stunned for a moment, and then said: "How can doing business be so simple?"
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Mo Ziwan tilted her head and said, "Is it more difficult than farming?"
Song Nanzhi replied: "That's not true. We have never done business and don't know how to do it?"
Mo Ziyuan added: "This is simple. Tomorrow we will go to the county and find a place to set up a stall. Then we will buy more meat and bring back some lunch meat. We will take it to the county to buy it a few times and we will understand. Already."
Not only Song Nanzhi was very hesitant, but even Mo Tingyu didn't make up his mind immediately, saying: "This meat is not cheap. If we put it aside, we may not be able to eat a little bit of meat even for a month. If we take it What should I do if I sell it in the county and no one buys it?”
Mo Ziyuan didn't realize that these were problems at all. There are poor people in the world, but there are also rich people. What's more, luncheon meat is not a very expensive thing. As long as the price is reasonable and fair, there is no need to worry about not being able to sell it. Then she said: "Grandpa, in our village Although people in the country rarely eat meat, the rich people in the county eat meat every day, otherwise how could Fan Duoduo's father sell meat?"
After talking about the butcher shop, he said mysteriously: "Besides, one pound of meat can produce more than one pound of lunch meat. We won't lose money even if we sell it cheaper."
At this time Murong Qingyuan said: "Grandpa and grandma, why don't we try it first and sell less. If we really can't sell it, we can take it back and eat it. There are many of us, so we don't have to worry about running out of food."
Mo Ziyuan followed Murong Qingyuan's words, "Brother Qingyuan is right. If we can't sell it all, we will take it back and eat it, but I believe we can definitely sell it." Taste it first, and then sell it if you think it tastes good. It will be okay when you sell it. Here's a big opening discount... In short, with those modern promotional methods, I'm sure I won't have to worry about selling.
Mo Tingyu was the first to be tempted. He thought that all the work in the fields and at home would fall on the old woman. If she started business again, she would be even more busy. "But your grandma is the only one in our family. I'm afraid it will be too late." I can’t take care of you!”
Murong Qingyuan added: "Grandpa, don't worry, grandma will only help make the lunch meat, and we will go to the county to sell it. I can also calculate the accounts, and I will definitely not lose money. Uncle Han, Doctor Liu, and Uncle Xie are in the county town." , and we are not afraid that anyone will bully us."
Song Nanzhi immediately shook his head and disagreed: "How can this be done? You are all little kids!"
Murong Qingyuan said again: "Grandma, you have forgotten, I used to live in the county, and I am very familiar with the county."
Song Nanzhi was not reassured by his words, "How can it be the same?"
In order to be able to sell the stall, Mo Ziyuan also tried her best, "Let's try it first. We don't have to prepare a lot. We will prepare five kilograms of meat first. If we can't sell it, we will come back." As for the stall, it is not difficult. A basket, and a bamboo dustpan placed on the basket as a tabletop. Place a plate and a bowl on the table. Put some small pieces of lunch meat in the bowl, and then cut a handful of bamboo skewers to let people taste it. Once you’re done, just buy the meat on the plate and the business will start, right?
When Song Nanzhi heard that there were five kilograms of meat, he was reluctant to part with it. Five kilograms of meat should not cost more than a hundred yuan! If this doesn’t sell, my family won’t be able to finish it! "Isn't it too much?"
Seeing that she was struggling with how much to change, Mo Ziyuan decided to reduce it by one kilogram, "Then it will be four kilograms of meat. It can't be any less. If it is less, it will be gone before it starts selling!"
Song Nanzhi was stunned again when he heard this. Does it seem like he has decided to go to the county to set up a stall? Turning to look at Mo Tingyu, what did he mean?
Mo Ziyuan also looked at Mo Tingyu, and used her coquettish tactics again, "Grandpa, I'm going, let's go and try it first!"
Mo Tingyu immediately surrendered, "It's not that busy during this period. Just try doing less. If it works, our family will have an extra income. If it doesn't work, it doesn't matter. There are so many children at home, and we are afraid of eating them." Not even a few kilograms of meat."
Mo Ziyuan immediately turned to look at Song Nanzhi and shouted in the same coquettish manner: "Grandma!"
Song Nanzhi could only respond: "Okay, okay, let's try it first."
Mo Ziyuan followed further, "Then we will go to the county to buy meat tomorrow morning. We will buy four kilograms of meat first."
Song Nanzhi said angrily: "You are the most anxious."
Mo Ziyuan said stupidly: "Don't grandpa always say strike while the iron is hot!"
The two of them were dumbfounded, and they both felt that now
What Li Youcai and the others said when they came to the house last night was right. After reading the book, he could speak better than them. Not only could he speak, but he could also speak more eloquently. They couldn't speak anyway. It doesn't matter if you do it sooner or later. "If you don't have anything to do tomorrow, just do this first, so that they won't have to worry about it every day."
Song Nanzhi also followed suit: "Do it, do it, do it, I'll go to the county to buy meat and come back tomorrow, okay?"
Mo Ziyuan smiled even brighter, "Okay, okay, grandma is the best, grandpa is the best!"
In order to make luncheon meat tomorrow, everyone was preparing for tomorrow. While Song Nanzhi was washing the dishes, Mo Li and Li Linsong washed the red potatoes. Murong Qingyuan cut the washed red potatoes into small pieces. Mo Ziwan Mo Tingyu and Mo Tingyu were not idle either. Mo Ziyuan was playing with Li Linyu, while Mo Tingyu was sitting on a chair, peeling the tasting bamboo skewers to be used tomorrow.
After Song Nanzhi had washed the dishes and fed the pigs, he took the knife from Murong Qingyuan and started cutting the red sweet potatoes. Murong Qingyuan was holding a lamp and pulled Li Linsong up, "Let's go grind the sweet potatoes." Fan, otherwise I’m afraid I won’t be able to make it tomorrow.”
There is strength in numbers, and the quantity is not large. In less than an hour, a few people grind out the sweet potato starch that will be used tomorrow.
Early the next morning, Song Nanzhi got up and tidied up, told Mo Li to cook the rice, put a basket on his back, and walked towards the county town.
The county town is not far away, and Song Nanzhi did not go to buy meat elsewhere. He still went to the butcher stall where he often went to buy meat. When the butcher stall owner saw Song Nanzhi coming, he immediately greeted him with a smile on his face: "Auntie, why are you here so early today?"
Song Nanzhi also greeted him with a smile, "I'll have other things to do soon, so I'll come earlier. How did you sell this meat today?"
The butcher stall owner smiled brightly and said, "Now that we have opened a business, you are an old customer again, so I will definitely give you a cheaper price. Sister-in-law, please see which piece you want first."
After Song Nanzhi selected, he pointed at a piece of meat that was 70% lean and 30% fat and asked, "How do you sell this piece?"
The owner of the butcher stall said: "This piece of meat is worth eighteen cents per catty to my aunt." After that, he added: "If my aunt sells more, I will give her another big bone to make soup for her to drink."
Song Nanzhi looked at the clean bones and thought about negotiating the price, "If you make it cheaper, I'll buy more."
The owner of the butcher stall said with a smile: "If it can be any less, I will definitely not give in to some aunts."
Song Nanzhi has been buying meat frequently during this period, and he is also very clear about the price of meat. He knows that the meat at this price is unmatched, so he will not talk to him anymore, "Cut me four kilograms. You have to add some bones to me."
The butcher stall owner responded with a smile: "Don't worry, Auntie, I will definitely give you more."
After buying the meat, he put it in the backpack on his back and went to the grocery store to buy some salt and soy sauce. Seeing that he had spent more than a hundred yuan, Song Nanzhi felt distressed. He could still give it to his family when he used less. I brought a bag of candies back to try, but now I just want to go back early. .z.br>
It was not far, and it only took more than half an hour to go back and forth. Mo Li had just finished cooking the meal when he got home. When he saw Song Nanzhi coming back, except Mo Tingyu, who couldn't walk, all the children at home looked excited. He rushed to Song Nanzhi, "Grandma is back!" "Has grandma finished buying it?"
Not to mention the excitement on the faces of the children, even Mo Tingyu was looking forward to it.
