The four of them, mother-in-law and grandson, walked towards the butcher shop while talking. Since the butcher shop owner told him yesterday that Song Nanzhi would come here to buy some meat every day, he has been remembering this today and looking in the direction where Song Nanzhi usually comes from time to time. Finally, he was asked to wait, and when he saw the figures of Song Nanzhi and the four of them, he greeted them from a distance.
"Auntie's business is good!"
Song Nanzhi smiled again, "You're doing well too!"
The owner of the butcher stall opened a bamboo basket covering the stall and said: "Auntie, look at these two pieces of meat, thinking that the ones you usually buy are 30% fat and 70% lean. I looked at these two pieces and thought they were pretty good. I’ll leave it to you first!”
Song Nanzhi looked at the stall and saw two neat pieces of meat, three fat and seven thin. After taking a look at the meat hanging on his stall, he saw that it was indeed not as good as these two pieces. It was just compared to the previous two times. The two pieces I bought were not bad. I liked them very much when I saw them. The price was also agreed upon before, so I didn’t ask about the price any more and said directly: "Okay, weigh it and see how much it is. How much is it?" I’m afraid I won’t be able to finish it.”
The butcher stall owner first lifted one piece and hung it on the pole, "Two pieces weigh about twenty pounds!"
Song Nanzhi thought about the twelve kilograms he bought yesterday and they were all sold out so quickly today. Even if there were more, it would not take long to sell out, so he said, "Twenty kilograms is not too much."
While Song Nanzhi was talking, the butcher stall owner had finished weighing the meat on the scale. He stretched some of the tilted scale beams toward Song Nanzhi and said, "Auntie, this piece weighs nine pounds and two taels. I'll weigh another piece." After saying that, he took off the piece of meat hanging on the scale and replaced it with another piece. After weighing it again, he sent the same piece to Song Nanzhi, "This piece is different from one to eleven kilograms. The two pieces add up." You're twenty pounds, if you add one pound more, I'll give it to my aunt."
Song Nanzhi thanked him: "Then I'd like to thank you very much." He was thinking about sending a piece of luncheon meat to his boss tomorrow.
"I should thank my aunt for taking care of my business."
"We take care of each other, let's go first."
"Auntie, walk slowly."
After buying the meat, the group of people continued walking out of the city without any further delay. When she got home, Mo Ziwan had already taken the children in the village to class for half an hour. Fortunately, the two of them usually previewed the content of the next class in advance. Although they were half an hour late, they were still unfinished. I can't keep up with the course at all. After half an hour of class, Mo Ziyuan couldn't wait to confirm: "Is it sold out again so soon?"
Murong Qingyuan nodded and said, "I sold out and bought another twenty kilograms of meat."
Mo Ziyuan smiled and said, "The more we buy, the more our business is getting better and better!"
Murong Qingyuan looked at Mo Ziwan with a smile on his face and smiled unconsciously, "It will be better!"
He turned to look at Li Linsong and Mo Li. They had not listened to the first half hour of class. It was still half an hour before noon, so he thought that he would make up for the missed lessons for them, "Brother, Sister Mo Li, you guys take a break first, and I’ll make up for you later on the lessons you didn’t attend.” Chinese website
In order to be able to go to the county to sell luncheon meat every day after studying well, the two of them immediately nodded and said, "Okay."
Mo Ziyuan was talking to Murong Qingyuan, Li Linyuan, and Mo Li in the front room. Mo Tingyu and Song Nanzhi were also talking in the backyard. In the backyard, Mo Tingyu was sitting in front of the chopping board, holding a kitchen knife and cutting red sweet potatoes. The bamboo basket has already been filled with small pieces of red sweet potato. If he could leave, he might grind all the cut pieces into red sweet potato powder.
"This is something I never dreamed of. I just wanted to make Wanwan happy. Even if I can't sell it, I still have so many mouths at home. I can still eat it. As long as the baby is happy, I can spend some money. It's worth it." Mo Tingyu said.
Song Nanzhi, like Murong Qingyuan, did not mention the encounter with the gangsters in the county. Not only did Murong Qingyuan not say anything, he also told Li Linsong and Mo Li not to say anything, not wanting them to worry any more. After listening to Mo Tingyu's words A smile appeared on the latter's face, "Isn't that what I think too? Wanwan has never wanted for anything since she was a child. She just wants to satisfy her and make her happy. Anyway, the family can afford it now. With all this money, I can’t imagine that this business will be done, and I can still make a lot of money from this pound of meat.”
Everyone was happy that the business was done, but the two old people still couldn't help but feel heartache. Mo Ziwan, Mo Tingyu said again: "This kid, Ziwan, has been thinking about letting us live a good life all day long. Let's I’m really enjoying myself, but it just makes my baby feel uncomfortable.”
"Isn't it just enjoying the blessing? Who has such a young child started to make money for the family like her? Not only makes money, but also wants to start a business." Song Nanzhi also sighed in his heart, and then continued: "I don't want to ask for it either. If you are rich and powerful, you can have this luncheon meat business. If your family can survive, you can save some money for Wanwan to use in the future, and some for Qingyuan and Moli."
Yu Silian came in at noon, waiting for Han Chunlin and Han Qiulu to take a nap before walking to Mo's house. When she arrived at Mo's yard, she saw that the front room was closed, so she stepped forward and patted the door, "Aunt Song!" Seeing no one there Ying shouted again: "Uncle Mo!"
After two calls, no one answered, so he walked back to the backyard. As he approached the kitchen, he heard voices in the house. Yu Silian walked directly into the house, "I mean, I shouted in front, but no one answered. It turns out that my aunt and uncle are both in the backyard, what are they cooking?"
Song Nanzhi was mixing the chopped meat. He turned to look at the people who came in and said with a smile: "I'm making luncheon meat. I've been selling it in the county for the past two days. I went there in the morning and came back before noon. I'm selling it." Twelve pounds of meat." As Song Nanzhi spoke, he didn't even think about hiding it.
When Yu Silian heard that the business was pretty good, she said, "The luncheon meat is sold well." She walked closer to the chopping board, looked at the small pieces of meat piled on the chopping board, and then asked, "Again, the lunch meat is sold like this." When the meat comes back, how much do we need to make?”
Song Nanzhi replied: "We have calculated that one pound of meat can make a little more than one and a half pounds of lunch meat. This is the 20 pounds of meat we just bought. It is estimated that we can make 30 pounds of lunch meat." After finishing how much he could make, he said, "How much do you think we can sell this lunch meat for per kilogram?"
Yu Silian thought that the price would be doubled, so she boldly guessed: "Fifty yuan!"
Song Nanzhi said angrily: "What kind of meat sells for fifty cents per catty?" However, he later revealed the selling price and said: "Your guess is not too outrageous. We sell it for forty cents per catty, but we have to buy the meat." Sixteen cents per catty, one pound can earn more than forty cents. All in all, this lunch meat can be considered very profitable."
Yu Silian didn't expect that a pound of meat could earn so much money, so she thought Song Nanzhi had made a mistake, "How can you earn so much?"
Song Nanzhi laughed and said, "I didn't believe that I could make so much money before. It was only after I did the calculations that I realized that one pound of meat makes one and a half pounds. If you get half a pound more meat, you will get an extra twenty cents. One pound will cost another 20 cents." Selling it for forty cents, a pound of meat is not worth sixty cents. I spent sixteen cents to buy the meat, so I made forty-four cents." After calculating the account to Yu Silian, he continued: " If I sell it for a few more days, I'm afraid twenty pounds of meat won't be enough to sell. However, there are only two adults in the house, me and your Uncle Mo, and we won't be able to handle it if we do too much. Wanwan said that we should wait until more people buy luncheon meat. Then, I’ll tell you that I want you to sell luncheon meat too.”
After saying that, she was still worried that Yu Silian might think she had too little money, so she continued: "Uncle Mo and I don't know anything. You are people with ideas. No one else can make luncheon meat. If you follow suit, you will definitely be able to do it." Make money."
Yu Silian didn't expect that Song Nanzhi would tell her this directly, and she was moved indescribably, "My aunt and uncle think about me in everything. My aunt has helped me take care of Lulu since she was a child. It's hard to do some business at home." Even when you get up, you still call me, even my own mother is not like my aunt, who thinks about marrying outside everything."
Song Nanzhi said angrily: "You are just like my daughter."
Yu Silian hurriedly responded: "Okay, I am your aunt's daughter. I am here to help mother. What can mother do for you?"
Song Nanzhi laughed at Yu Silian's words, "Lulu and Chunlin are asleep?"
Yu Silian nodded and said, "Go to sleep. I won't come until they fall asleep."
Song Nanzhi thought that if she wanted to join the luncheon meat business in the future, she would definitely have to learn how to make luncheon meat first, and said, "Then you can help me chop this piece of meat into minced meat." After Song Nanzhi carried the meat back, she first After fetching water from the well and cleaning it, I put the meat on the chopping board to chop it.
After Song Nanzhi's words, Yu Silian picked up the kitchen knife on the chopping board and cut the meat into slices.
After cutting the meat, it was chopped. After chopping the meat, Song Nanzhi put the meat into a bowl and seasoned it. Not only did Song Nanzhi tell Yu Silian how to make luncheon meat, but after Yu Silian chopped a piece of meat, she also followed Song Nanzhi's guidance. Transfer the meat into a bowl, add seasonings, stir evenly, and steam it in Mo Tingyu's burning pot. While waiting for it to be steamed, Song Nanzhi took Yu Silian to grind the cut red potato pieces, and then told Yu Silian how to grind the red potato powder.
After Yu Silian brought out the steamed luncheon meat from the pot, she calculated that Han Qiulu was about to wake up. After putting down the bowl, she thought about going back to clean up Han Qiulu first, and then come over to help after a while. When she left, she said: " Auntie, I’ll come back later.”
After everything was said, Song Nanzhi thought that it wouldn't matter if she didn't come, and said: "You go back and take Lulu to rest for a while. You have never done such tiring work. I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it if you do it for a long time, unlike us. It’s nothing if you do it every day.”
Yu Silian said angrily: "I'm not a lady. I can't do heavy or tiring work. Besides, my aunt also wants me to do business with her. I can't come and learn more from her."
Song Nanzhi also followed her: "Okay, you go and come back quickly, your uncle and I can save more energy." He thought it would be good to follow her a few more times.
