The General’s Wife of the Buddhist Family

That afternoon, Luo Jianjia went to town.

What she wants to eat is fried rice with eggs. Although there are eggs and rice at home, since the customer base is coming and going, wealthy and status-conscious people, she naturally has to pay more attention to food.

For example, the rice used for egg fried rice cannot be the ordinary rice that is eaten on weekdays.

After arriving in town, Luo Jianjia went straight to Yunji, the largest food store.

Ordinary rice is three cents per catty, slightly better is four cents, and the best is five cents per catty.

Luo Jianjia looked at the five cents per catty of rice, and compared the three cents to four cents, and bought ten catties.

In fact, the five cents of rice is not particularly good. However, in such a remote town, it is already the best and most expensive rice that can be found.

In addition to rice, Luo Jianjia went to the grocery store to buy some spices.

When cooking, in addition to ingredients and heat, seasoning is also very important.

If there is no suitable seasoning, the cooked food is really bad.

After buying these, Luo Jianjia went back.

Although there are ten catties in the bamboo basket on his back, Luo Jianjia is like nothing, and he is very relaxed.

After returning, Zhao looked at the five cents per catty of rice in his pocket, and carefully touched it, and couldn't help but tell Chu Lao Dadao: "This rice is really good, and the color is really bright."

Boss Chu just looked at it but didn't touch it. However, the longing can be clearly seen in the eyes.

"In the future, when we get rich, we will have a lot of money." Luo Jianjia said.

The Zhao family immediately smiled and said, "Well, we will also eat the rice that the big family eats every day."

Early in the morning of the second day, seeing that it was almost time, Luo Jianjia went to the kitchen.

As usual, Luo Jianjia makes bone soup, washes rice, steams rice, and Zhao's picks fresh vegetables from the vegetable field.

After the rice was steamed, Luo Jianjia worked with Zhao to process the ingredients.

Today, she quickly cooked two dishes, one is stir-fried small green vegetables, the other is stewed beans and eggplant.

Thinking for a while, my daughter-in-law would have to fry today's main dish, fried rice with eggs. Zhao was afraid of her hard work. Looking at the ingredients, he said, "Jianjia, let me cook for you today. You should go out and rest first. I'll call you. "

Zhao used to do everything at home.

Even after Luo Jianjia got married, she was still doing it.

Now suddenly she doesn't have to do so much work, and she feels uncomfortable.

"Mother, no, I'm not tired at all." Luo Jianjia said lightly.

She is full of energy, and this little work is nothing to her.

What's more, only the dishes she fries can make the manpower bigger, and Zhao's can't.

Seeing that his daughter-in-law has become different from before, Zhao's eyes are full of gratification.

Seeing that his daughter-in-law was preparing to cook, Zhao hurriedly went to the fire.

After finishing these two dishes, Luo Jianjia began to make egg fried rice.

Although Luo Jianjia's egg fried rice is very delicious, she also has confidence in herself.

But she didn't dare to stir up too much, because she was afraid that others would not like it, could not sell it, and wasted it.

Zhao's sliced ​​cucumber and carrot diced, set aside, and set aside.

Heat the pan and pour the oil.

As soon as the oil was poured in, Zhao, who had been cooking for decades, discovered the abnormality.

She sniffed, and muttered: "It smells so good, why does this oil taste different from just now?"

Luo Jianjia smiled and nodded: "Well, I just bought it yesterday."

After hearing this, Zhao was slightly startled, and asked, "Is it expensive?"

Luo Jianjia told the truth: "Well, it's more expensive than before."

Zhao glanced at Luo Jianjia, pursed his lips, wanted to say something, but did not say anything, and continued to burn the fire seriously.

Add the cooked rice after the oil is hot.

Although Luo Jianjia had fried egg fried rice a lot this time, she didn't feel tired at all. The three-jin egg fried rice was fried quickly and fragrantly.

After Zhao smelled it, he praised it again and again: "This polished rice is really good, it tastes really good."

Luo Jianjia also found out.

Although there is not much difference between three cents and five cents, the taste is completely different. Sure enough, the money was not spent in vain.

Many things are expensive for their reason.

"How much does it cost to sell?" Zhao asked.

As if he was afraid that his daughter-in-law would sell it too cheaply, he added: "Our rice and oil are expensive, and the seasonings are not cheap, but you can't sell it too low."

With that said, Zhao looked at the expensive oils and seasonings aside with some distress.

Luo Jianjia had already calculated the cost.

One catty is equal to 16 taels.

Workers eat a lot of rice for a meal, and it costs four or five for a meal to be less, and one catty is sold to three or four people.

This is still not open to eat, if you open it to eat, then eat more.

However, their egg fried rice is not sold to people who work.

A serving of egg fried rice is about three or two, and five servings per catty can be fried.

This time, the oil and seasoning she used were all newly bought and good, which was more expensive than the previous ones.

Add eggs, vegetables and other ingredients.

Not counting the labor costs, two or three articles are required.

If you add in the labor costs of her, Zhao and Boss Chu, the firewood costs...

"Five cents."

"Ah? It's so expensive!" Zhao's was taken aback.

She thought about selling more expensively, but she didn't expect her daughter-in-law to be better than her.

She thought that the three texts were almost the same, but the daughter-in-law wanted to be more expensive.

In an instant, she asked with some worry: "Can it be sold? Or else cheaper?"

"These ingredients are not cheap. We sell too little and not enough." Luo Jianjia explained.

Seeing what Zhao wanted to say, Luo Jianjia said, "Don't try it today."

Hearing this, Zhao nodded and said nothing.

She didn't want to sell the egg fried rice to the people eating at the dock, but to the merchants who came and went.

Wu Wenqian is not expensive for them, and it can even be said to be very cheap.

Zhao hesitated, but nodded, choosing to trust his daughter-in-law.

When the egg fried rice was finished, it was almost time for the meal. Boss Chu and the others loaded the things into the car, and the three of them walked in the direction of the dock.

Regular customers who often come to eat looked at the extra small wooden barrel, and were very curious, and asked casually.

"Wow, it smells so good, what is this?"

Zhao answered with a smile: "Egg fried rice."

The man sniffed the fragrant smell, swallowed his saliva, and asked, "How is it smelling? What is this fried for? How much does it cost?"

"Um... that... uh..."

Looking at the person's eyes, Zhao originally wanted to say it right away.

But the price was really high. When it came, she was a little embarrassed to answer, and she was a little hesitant to say it.

"Auntie, how much does it cost?" The customer was a little anxious.

Luo Jianjia looked at the movement here and calmly replied: "Five cents a share."

When the man heard the price, the man immediately stopped thinking, and whispered: "It's expensive."

After speaking, his eyes were removed from the egg fried rice, he slapped a portion of rice and vegetables, and sat aside to eat.

Later, many people asked about the price of egg fried rice.

However, no one actually ate it.

Zhao was a little anxious, and looked back at Luo Jianjia from time to time, wanting to ask her opinion.

Luo Jianjia had noticed the situation here.

However, at this time, there were no ships coming from the pier, and she had no customer base, so she was bowing her head to pack her things.

When she finished clearing a table, she looked up and saw that a big boat had landed, so she put down the rag in her hand and walked towards Zhao's.

After walking over, I saw that Zhao was looking sadly at the egg fried rice in front of him.

"Jianjia, you are finally here, look at our price..."

Before Zhao finished speaking, Luo Jianjia interrupted her.

"Mother, let me try it first." After she finished speaking, she gave Zhao a reassuring look and stood out with an egg fried rice.

In order to promote sales, she specially prepared several pairs of new chopsticks.

Her goal is very clear, that is, rich merchants, men and women, to be precise, the family members of merchants.

If it was a previous life, she would go directly to sell it.

Nowadays, in order to save unnecessary trouble, she wears a veil every day.

Looking at a group of people coming off the boat not far away, Luo Jianjia tried to ask: "Fragrant egg fried rice, would you like Madam to try it?"

The lady glanced at Luo Jianjia's clothes and looked disgusted.

Then I looked down at the rice in her hand, and even covered her nose, as if she had seen something dirty.

"Take it, and send it here." said the lady in a peach-pink satin dress.

Luo Jianjia felt neither embarrassed nor embarrassed, and turned around to head towards another group of people.

Unexpectedly, she hadn't walked away, but heard the child next to the lady say: "Auntie, it smells so good."

The lady immediately grabbed the children next to her and coaxed: "Hey, let your dad take us to the county for dinner in a while. It's in a shabby place and nothing good."

"I don't, I just want to eat, I want to eat." The child was reluctant.

The lady was about to reprimand the child, but saw a man with a short beard in his 30s and 40s coming by.

As soon as the man walked over, the child ran over.

The man immediately picked up the child.

The child immediately pointed to the egg fried rice in Luo Jianjia's hand and started talking.

"It's so dirty here, and it's not clean enough to eat. What if you have a stomach trouble?" the woman retorted.

The child acted like a baby in the arms of the man.

The merchant was not so particular, picked up the new chopsticks prepared by Luo Jianjia and tasted it.

As soon as he entered the entrance, the merchant's eyes lit up, and he looked at Luo Jianjia in surprise: "It's so fragrant!"

After being praised, Luo Jianjia smiled, but the smile was hidden under the veil and no one could see it.

The woman looked at the eyes of her own man looking at Luo Jianjia, and then at the peachy eyes of Luo Jianjia exposed outside, her heart immediately became restless, and the look at Luo Jianjia also became unkind.

The man didn't think much. He thought the egg fried rice was delicious. He wanted to have another bite, but his son stopped it.

"Father, I want to eat too."

The man realized the son beside him, turned his chopsticks, and put the egg fried rice into his son's mouth.

"Is it delicious?" the man asked.

"Wow, it's delicious," the child said excitedly.

The child is very innocent, and his eyes are bright when he says this.

"Xiang'er, you can try it too." The man wanted the concubine on one side to try.

But the woman was getting angry, she didn't want to try more with one bite, and she wanted to belittle Luo Jianjia's cooking.

The man didn't give her this opportunity, and praised: "It's more delicious than the egg fried rice I've eaten in Fucheng, Ading, go buy some to take."

"Yes, sir."

The woman stomped her feet and gave Luo Jianjia a few more glances.

Luo Jianjia could see the woman's attitude towards her, but in the past one month or so, the food she cooked had been rejected by many merchants who came and went. She had long been used to it.

Even if he saw it, he didn't think he had seen it, and led the man's servant to his stall.

When the woman was sitting in the carriage to the county seat, seeing her man leaping on the egg-fried rice without mentioning the woman who sold the rice, she felt calmer.

Luo Jianjia didn't know what happened next, so she concentrated on finding other customers.

Since the price is not too expensive and the taste is better, after the tasting, almost everyone went to the tasting.

Business is really good today. In addition to selling ten catties of rice and vegetables, they also sold three catties of egg fried rice.

Ten kilograms of rice and vegetables earned about 20 wen. Because of the high cost and high price, the egg fried rice earned more than the set meal, which was more than 30 wen.

In this way, the egg fried rice is more profitable than the set meal.

Luo Jianjia roughly counted them, and the two together amounted to about sixty essays.

Hearing the number she reported, both Boss Chu and Zhao clan were shocked.

"Much...how much?" There was a vibrato in Boss Chu's voice, and there was a hint of uncertainty.

"More than sixty texts." Luo Jianjia said firmly.