Chapter Seventy-Nine: Packaging

With Zhao Xiaoman's help, Su Zi put this pot of Qingtuan to do it very quickly, and he faintly felt that the quality was better than that of one person.

It must be an illusion...... Well!

Su Zifang comforted himself while wrapping in plastic wrap.

The Qingtuan in his hand is verdant and small, because the work of kneading the dough and wrapping the filling is all done by Zhao Xiaoman, so it looks more exquisite than just now.

The small ones can be eaten in two bites in your hand.

It's just right as a gift.

There is no suitable container in the store, but fortunately, the few that are to be sent on the street are more familiar, and Suzi put a pack of eight dumplings, wrapped them in lotus leaves, and tied a rope to be considered a package.

"What, you have something to say?" Seeing Zhao Xiaoman's appearance of wanting to speak and stopping, Su Zifang asked.

"Do you need help? Or do you plan to deliver it all at once? ”

Zhao Xiaoman's words made Su Zifang suddenly realize.

Although there are not many stores to deliver, they are also distributed on both sides of the street, so it will take a lot of time to deliver them yourself.

"Then trouble Xiaoman, you are on the left and I am on the right, and I will come back after sending it off. ”

"Good. Zhao Xiaoman nodded.

"Yang Qiong, you can help change the billboard later, and say that you can sell the Youth League from next week, and write these flavors for them to vote. We do sell with a large number of votes. ”

"It's better to sell a few flavors in a package, a single flavor will always be tired, but if there are several flavors in a box, you can also eat it with different flavors, maybe someone will come to buy a few boxes." Yang Qiong analyzed.

"Well, that makes sense, then do as you say. ”

After Su Zifang finished settling down, he went out with the Youth League.

The first stop is the supermarket.

Wang Fugui was lying on the chair and shaking the pu fan, and was a little surprised when he saw Su Zi put in the door: "Yo, why did Boss Su come to buy things in person today?

Although the words were said harshly, they had a ridiculous smile, which made Su Zifang quite helpless.

"Uncle Fugui, I won't buy anything today, I made some Qingtuan to give you a taste. ”

Su Zifang handed over a pack of Qingtuan.

"It's still lotus leaf packaging, very interesting. Wang Fugui untied the hemp rope, revealing the eight Qingtuan inside.

"What flavor?" Wang Fugui picked up one casually and asked.

"You know when you taste it. Su Zifang didn't say it directly, waiting to see Wang Fugui's feedback.

After all, the old Hucheng people like sweets, and this salty Qingtuan really doesn't know if it can satisfy his appetite.

"Huh, meat filling?" Wang Fugui took away the bitten Qingtuan and glanced at it, and remained silent: "Egg yolk and salted pork?"

"That's right, how's that?" Su Zi grinned.

"It's done. ”

"What's the problem?" Su Zifang didn't listen to Wang Fugui's words, and always felt a little unaccustomed?

"If you really want to hear it, then let me tell you. ”

"The Qingtuan itself is salty and sweet, but your ingredients are too noisy, like glutinous rice buns. Or rather, it's more like a Cantonese pastry practice. Wang Fugui shows the unique oral attributes of the old Shanghai people.

Su Zifang recalled the process of preparing the filling, it seemed that this was really the case, and nodded in thanks.

"Try to make it lighter, so that the Qingtuan and the filling taste lighter, will it be better. After Wang Fugui finished speaking, he put the lotus leaves aside, and the round seven green regiments inside were still verdant.

"Thank you, Uncle Fugui. ”

Su Zifang thanked him, recorded Wang Fugui's suggestion and went to the next store.

Shen Anyan was cutting fabrics in the store, and when she saw Su Zi put it in, she nodded and motioned for him to sit by herself, and then cut the fabric in her hand before coming out.

"Why did you get to me?"

Shen Anyan pulled her hair up and tied it on the top of her head, looking particularly cute.

"Come to send the Qingtuanzi, by the way, there are still things I want to ask. ”

"Great, today I'm still thinking about the Qingming Festival, whether I should buy the Qingtuan of egg yolk and meat floss, I heard them say that they have been robbed crazy, and you made it. ”

"Because of the prophet of the unknown. Su Zifang put the lotus leaf bun on the table and reminded, "Meat filling, eat it while it's hot?"

"Good. Shen Anyan carefully untied the rope after washing her hands, picked up the top one and ate it in two bites.

"How does it feel?"

"The first time I ate this stuffing, it tasted very good, but it didn't feel like Qingtuan. Shen Anyan said honestly.

"Do you think the flavor of the filling is a bit strong?"

"No, maybe I've never eaten shrimp before. Shen Anyan said with a smile, "But why don't you use Longjing shrimp to make a youth group?"

"It's too expensive, my mom can't bear it. Su Zifang muttered quietly.

In fact, he also thought about directly using Longjing shrimp to make Qingtuan, but after Chen Chuyi saw it, he directly put an end to this dangerous idea of losing money.

"A pound of shrimp is more than sixty, and you make three plates of Longjing shrimp is three or four hundred. Don't you need money for the time wasted by becoming a youth league, and do you want to pay off the mortgage?"

With Su Zifang's logic, he was completely unable to resist Chen Chuyi's high-level demagogic expertise, and was deceived into giving up this idea in a few words.

After complaining to Shen Anyan, Su Zifang still felt that he should hold on.

"Auntie is really interesting, I'm afraid you're too tired and deliberately say it's cost control. Shen Anyan handed over a Qingtuan to Su Zifang.

"You think, there are more than 70 shrimps per pound, if you really make the Qingtuan of Longjing shrimp, it will take an hour just to wrap it into a Qingtuan, right? Auntie is here to make it easy for you. ”

"Makes sense. Su Zifang nodded, but reacted in an instant: "But the Youth League is all wrapped by Xiaoman, I just need to make the filling." ”

Shen Anyan: ......

Is this a discussion with you about who packs?

The straight man really didn't help.

"Anyway, how did you come up with Bao Qingtuan? Not that the locals in Jiangnan rarely know about this thing. ”

"Oh, it's a customer who came to customize, and I was just about to talk about it. He is from China Merchants Bureau, and he wants to customize a batch of Qingming Festival gifts for the merchants who invest in him, and he heard that others introduced him to me, so he came to customize the Youth League. ”

"However, I think disposable lunch boxes are too shabby, and lotus leaves are not suitable for large storage and transportation. So I want to discuss with you to see if there is a way to customize a batch of packaging for the Youth League. Su Zifang pointed to a hole in the lotus leaf and said.

"Cloth bags? It's really rare. ”

Shen Anyan took out her mobile phone and swiped it a few times, showing Su Zifang a few pictures.

"Most of them are vacuum-packed in boxes or plastic bags, and I haven't seen cloth bags before. ”

"Is there any way to do that?" Su Zifang fell into deep thought.

"Do you have to?" Shen Anyan frowned.

"I just think that the Youth League and the cloth bag are more compatible, and the atmosphere of traditional culture is stronger. "Su Zifang said seriously.

"Then I'll try it and when I need it. Shen Anyan bit her lip and looked to the side.

"Next week, trouble An Yan. ”

"It's fine. You go and get busy, I'll tell you here, and you can pick it up when the time comes. ”

"Hmm. ”

"Huh?"

After Su Zifang finished responding, he felt that something was not right, this conversation, it seems, déjà vu!

That's what he and Chai Quan seem to say......

What a coincidence!