I bring my game account back to ancient times to do business

Chapter 69 Food Prices

After eating, Qiao Yun put away the dishes, put a curtain hat on Yun Xuemei, and then took the condiment bottle and went to Ding Shiji with her.

Qiao Yun and Yun Xuemei came to the front door of Ding Shiji Restaurant and saw that the door of the restaurant was open, but the chairs inside were still buckled on the tables, which clearly meant that it was not open yet. The waiters wiped the floor and bounced

Ashes of dust, busy and busy.

When Dr. Tea saw someone coming to the door, he hurriedly greeted him and said, "I'm sorry, this guest. The store is still being prepared. It won't open until noon at least."

Qiao Yun quickly waved her hands and said: "I'm not here to eat. I made some novel spicy seasonings myself, and I wanted to see if you can accept them."

As he spoke, he uncorked the bottle of chili powder in his hand and showed it to him.

Dr. Cha glanced at the condiments, crossed his hands and bowed, and said: "I can't make the decision on this matter. I have to report it back to our manager Ding. You two wait here for a moment."

After saying that, he hurriedly ran to the backyard. After a while, he ran back again and made an invitation gesture: "Our steward promised to come and see your seasonings for a while. But he is busy buying fresh vegetables right now.

, you two can follow us to rest at the back."

There is a pavilion on the side of Ding Shiji Restaurant leading to the backyard, which is a small room for the guys to rest. A fire pit and a Kang table were set up along the wall. They were kept clean and tidy, and there was no smell at all.

Dr. Tea led the two of them here, sat down, and served them each a cup of hot tea. He also saluted and said: "The steward is busy in the yard and will come in soon. You two have a drink and rest first."

After a while, I have to go to the front to direct the boys to work."

"It doesn't matter, you can go and do your work." Qiao Yun and Yun Xuemei also blessed themselves respectfully.

Dr. Tea's actions made Qiao Yun in awe. Look at their service attitude. For such a big restaurant, the owner's skills are second to none. The shop is also a national chain, but there is no pretense at all. Look at that broken-up powder shop,

What a score!

The old store called Chang'an Picking Up the Spring was pulled out in her heart and stepped on again.

What I saw was Manager Ding who was busy collecting the ingredients. The people who came to deliver the food had just left, and there were baskets of cabbage and radishes in the yard of the back kitchen of Ding Shiji. In the northern land, every cold winter,

Only vegetables such as night rice and radishes were edible. At this time, a hunter was pulling a cart of game, all of which were live animals. A young man was negotiating the price with the hunter; there were also two or three butchers, and their carts were full of game.

They were pigs and sheep that had just been killed. Immediately, another waiter came up to negotiate with them.

Yun Xuemei held the tea cup and took a sip of tea. She couldn't help but be surprised and smacked her lips: "Oh, it's actually rouge."

Seeing this, Qiao Yun quickly picked up the cup, blew in the hot air, took a sip, and her eyes lit up.

The tea-drinking habits of people in the Tang Dynasty were very different from those of modern times.

The picked tea leaves are steamed and made into small tea cakes. When drinking tea, they are dried over fire, crushed into tea foam, and then cooked. Different types of tea leaves also add various spices when making tea, such as salt, green onions, and ginger.

, dates, orange peel, dogwood, mint, etc. If you want to be more luxurious, you can also add some pepper.

This was what she saw in the game, and the same was true for the tea she drank at the county magistrate's house.

As a result, she has never had a sip of tea since she came here. She either drinks honey water or boiled water.

This cup of tea is very similar to the fried tea of ​​later generations.

It is indeed a little bit fresher and sweeter than the tea I have drunk before, and it seems to have a special touch of sweetness, but that sweetness is fleeting, and people can't help but want to take a second or third sip to catch it.

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Yun Xuemei saw her confusion and explained to her: "This rouge is produced in Yangzhou. It is a tea garden bought by Mr. Xie in Yangzhou. It is considered a specialty of Ding Shi Ji. The tea picking girl must be a young lady of fifteen years old.

Use those two cherry lips to pick up the tea leaves from the tea tree without damaging them at all, and they have to rub a layer of rouge on their lips made with mint leaves, rose sugar, peach stamens and other flowers. You will drink it.

The sweetness is the smell of rouge, so it’s called rouge. It’s also a must-have in Ding Shi Ji.”

Qiao Yun was speechless: "You will enjoy it! How can you sell this tea?"

Yun Xuemei recalled the days when she was disguised and worked as a maid in the Jiedushi's mansion in Jiannan. At that time, it seemed that the Jiedushi's mansion had to go along the Yangtze River to Yangzhou to purchase a batch of rouge incense every year.

"I remember...it seemed like one tael of tea leaves and four hundred cents."

I'm going!

Qiao Yun took a breath of air.

One tael of tea leaves is as good as a gourd chicken in Ding Shi Ji!

"Such expensive tea? The waiter will pour it for us?" Qiao Yun couldn't believe it, and she put down the teacup hesitantly.

You don’t have to pay after drinking tea!

Yun Xuemei picked up the teacup and took a sip, tasting it carefully before shaking her head.

"The rouge-scented tea-picking girl. The first ten sips of tea picked by each person every day are considered to be the best. If you pick too much, the rouge on your lips will become thinner. The rouge fragrance in this tea is too weak, maybe twenty

About five mouthfuls of defective products.”

Qiao Yun nodded in understanding, sipping tea slowly while looking at Manager Ding who was busy outside the store.

The people who came to deliver the food had just left, and there were baskets of cabbage and radishes in the yard of Ding Shi Ji's back kitchen. In the northern land, during the cold winter, only late cabbage and radish are the only vegetables that can be eaten.

At this time, there was a hunter pulling a cart of game, all of which were live animals. A young boy was negotiating the price with the hunter. There were also two or three butchers, and their carts were filled with freshly killed pigs and sheep. Immediately there were other butchers.

A waiter came up to negotiate with them.

Manager Ding himself was buying grain from the clerk at the grain store.

"Let us remember two hundred bushels of white flour and two hundred bushels of rice first." Manager Ding looked at the clear sky and sighed, with a look of worry between his brows. "This year's snow is heavier than in previous years."

,Although there can be a good harvest of wheat in the summer, it is difficult for the people in the spring."

The boy at Fengtai Grain Store wrote down one stroke at a time in the account book. While writing down two entries, he took out the abacus from under the creaking nest and clicked a few words: "The rice harvest in the south this year is good, and the price is the same as last year. The manager

How much coarse grain do you need?"

Manager Ding sighed and walked back and forth in the courtyard with his hands behind his back. After a while, he said again: "Another two hundred bushels of millet noodles and two hundred bushels of yellow millet."

"Okay. This year's white flour and rice are both ten cents per dou. Millet noodles and yellow millet are the same as last year's six cents and five cents. The total is six cents and two hundred cents. I will give you the fraction of the two hundred cents.

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Manager Ding smiled and said: "Good boy, why haven't you given me such a big change before?"

The young boy smiled honestly and closed the account book: "We are also regular customers! Our shopkeeper said that only by doing this can we do business for a long time. Let me learn more!"

Qiao Yun's eyes widened.

She knew that the rice sold in grain stores in Quwo County was fine rice that had been milled several times. A bucket of rice cost ten cents, and a kilogram of rice only cost about one cent?

This is too cheap!

When Qiao Yun went to buy rice for the first time, she just put a bag in it and asked the clerk to weigh it before paying. She didn't even calculate the price of the grain. Now that she heard the steward talking to the grain shop clerk, she

Only then did I realize that the prices at my own restaurant were outrageous.

But according to what she had learned from the workers at the dock, they worked as coolies at the dock. If their jobs were stable, they could get 500 cash per month. Half of it would be used to buy coarse grains, which would be enough for a family of six.

If you eat it for a month, it's quite good. Therefore, the steamed buns sold by Qiao Yun's family are not unaffordable.

However, it was only natural that no one cared about her wontons.

Who among the long-term workers would be so stupid as to use two bushels of fine rice to eat a bowl of wontons! Even if the Emperor is here, he can't waste it like this!

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