Take Taobao to the Ancient Times

Early the next morning, An Xiaojiu, An Xiaoqi, and Qingniang both got up. Before the day was completely light, the three started to fry charcoal and cashew nuts and amber walnuts.

The fire is Xiao Jiu, and the fried An An Qi.

As for Qingniang, she continued to make yesterday's dumpling meat into sausage and braised meat.

After more than a month, this sausage can be eaten.

This is just now more than September, or autumn, not too cold. If it is winter, it can shorten a lot of time.

An Xiaojiu's plan was also missed. Originally, An Xiaojiu found that the small bag of sweet potatoes that Yang had given them before was actually purple potatoes!

Originally, An Xiaojiu was going to make a sugar candy gourd, but who knows the weather.

At this weather, the sugar gourd is too fond of love, and few of them are sold.

"Xiao Jiu, the soup you simmered with dumpling meat and mushrooms yesterday is really delicious. As for your craft, you can open a small restaurant in the future." Qing Niang and An Xiao Jiu An Xiao Qi are familiar After that, he became talkative.

An Xiaojiu said with a smile: "This is not impossible, when we have money, we can go to a more personal place to make an early stand."

An Xiaojiu also thought about this.

The money made in this way is too fragmentary, so the whole stall can have a fixed source of income?

Even the shops in town should not be cheap, and if they are small stalls ... it's not good for new land.

After all, the crowded place is already full of various stalls.

"Okay, let's work harder and earn more money." Qing Niang also got motivated.

"Little sister, are you already busy?" Rong An's voice floated in from the gate of the courtyard.

The sound was crisp, not at all like not waking up.

"Well, are you really up?" An Xiaojiu laughed at Rong An with a smile.

Yesterday Rong An knew that they were going to town to sell these nuts this morning, and they kept clamoring to follow.

Everyone thinks he is too young to be able to get up.

After all, they are going to sell things instead of buying things. They ca n’t think of going there anytime, they have to get up early.

As a result, Rong An didn't expect to really get up, and looked quite mental.

"That's necessary, I said, sister Xiaojiu, you all look down on me." Rong An raised her small chin proudly and was very energetic.

Really, how could he not get up when there was hilarity?

"Sister Xiaojiu, I took out all my babies yesterday to support you!" Rong Anxianbao approached An Xiaojiu, lay on An Xiaojiu's shoulder, and chewed his ears with a smile.

"baby?"

"That's these snack boxes." Uncle Rong followed, carrying a stack of snack boxes in his hands.

Rong An stepped up to Mr. Rong with his short legs and pointed to those snack boxes and said, "Sister Xiaojiu, didn't you say there was nothing to put these delicious walnut cashew nuts yesterday? I will dig out my babies when I go back . "

Uncle Rong continued to explain with a smile, "Before, Xiao Jing and I bought snacks for An An each time, An An would put away the snack box. No, there were more than a dozen boxes."

Some dim sums are only wrapped in oiled paper. Only those special dim sums are packed in boxes.

auzw.com Over the years, An An has put away these boxes.

Although I don't know why he kept these boxes, there is a place in the house, and neither Mr. Rong nor Mr. Rong Jing objected.

I didn't expect it to be useful.

"An An is awesome!" An Xiaojiu kissed Rong An's chubby cheek excitedly.

She is worried.

If Qing Niang had spent a few pennies of her own to buy some oil paper and wrap it, it would not be very convenient. It's even more convenient now with these snack boxes.

"Hey, Sister Jiu Ji remembers sharing my bonus, I also contributed." Rong'an, the same master, invited me.

"Sister will never forget."

An Xiaoqi put the last pot of amber walnuts out, and set them aside to let them cool together. At this time, there was time to turn back and talk to Uncle Rong, "Uncle Rong, Brother Rong? Why didn't you come together?"

"Xiao Jing is there to pack the prey he will sell." Uncle Rong said with a smile.

Looking at this lively scene, Mr. Rong was also happy.

After a while, after the amber walnuts and salted cashews had cooled down, An Xiaojiu said, "Let's wrap some in oil paper, um ..."

With that said, An Xiaojiu wrapped some amber walnuts with a small piece of cut oiled paper, and it looked like about ten walnuts. "This way, almost ten walnuts, let's ..."

"Xiao Jiu, we have scales there. You can think of how much it would cost a catty." Rong Laobi looked at An Xiaojiu and was surprised. Then he explained, "Xiao Jing often sells things. We are afraid of those shop scales. No, so I bought a scale. "

"That's great." An Xiaojiu cheered.

Otherwise, it ’s really hard to know how much this will cost.

The main thing is that I am afraid that some guests will be dissatisfied because of a little gap.

An Xiaojiu's plan is to go to the town and sell it by herself to see how much it can sell.

"How much do you think you've got a pound of money for?" Uncle Rong asked.

An Xiaojiu scratched his head and smiled, "Uncle Rong, we haven't bought any dim sum or anything, how much should we sell, you have an idea."

She really doesn't know the market here.

Seeing this uncle Rong has seen the world, shouldn't it be clear?

Mr. Rong, "In the dim sum shop in town, the average dim sum is twenty pounds a pound, and the good quality is even thirty pounds a pound."

"Then we sell twenty yuan a catty?" An Xiaojiu asked boldly.

"Is this too expensive?" An Xiaoqi hesitated a bit. "Japonica is only ten yuan a pound, and pork is just eighteen yuan a pound ..."

According to An Xiaoqi, even if the amber walnuts and salted cashews are delicious, they are better than food and pork.

Rural people are reluctant to eat even a pound of pork, let alone snacks.

How many people have never eaten a snack in their lifetime?

"So, if you want to sell a high price, Xiao Jiu, you have to go to the store to sell it. Otherwise, even if it's ten yuan a catty, not many people like to buy it. At most, it's for the children to buy one or two yuan. But how much can I sell? "

Listening to Mr. Rong's words, An Xiaojiu was lost in thought, "Even if I sell it to the dim sum shop, I'm afraid it won't sell for twenty yuan a pound?"

In this case, there will be no selling in the snack shop.