After eating a happy dinner, Wu Xiaozheng first pulled Wu Changhe to calculate an account, which was about the family's expenses after the New Year.

Accounting is actually very simple.

After the Chinese New Year, Wu Xiaozheng went to a prestigious school, and the tuition fee for a semester was 240 yuan, and Wu Xiaoli went to primary school, and the book fee for a semester was 80 yuan, and then the family had to prepare about 300 yuan to buy seeds, pesticides, fertilizers, etc., adding up to more than 600 yuan.

As for other odd expenses, Chinese cabbage and the like can be sold for a small amount of money after the year, which can barely be offset, so there is no need to be too anxious for the time being.

No wonder Wu Changhe is worried, even if a New Year's pig of nearly 200 catties is sold as a whole pig, it can only be sold for about 400 yuan, and there is a difference of more than 200 yuan.

Wu Xiaozheng originally wanted Wu Changhe to rent out the family's land and no longer plant, but he knew that it was impossible for him to agree, so he didn't force it.

In this way, Wu Xiaozheng must earn at least more than 600 yuan before the Chinese New Year to ensure that his family has meat to eat during the New Year.

A penny is hard to beat a hero.

Wu Xiaozheng really wanted to use the advantage of rebirth to make a windfall, but unfortunately, he couldn't think of any opportunities when he thought about it, the key was that he was too young at this time in his previous life, and he didn't remember any opportunity to make a windfall.

Under the premise that there is no principal, no advantageous resources, and it is difficult to take advantage of the rebirth advantage, when there are only about 10 days left in the available time before the year, it is still a little difficult to earn more than 600 yuan, and Wu Xiaozheng must hurry up.

Early the next morning, Wu Xiaozheng followed Wu Changhe into the county seat again.

Wu Changhe wants to continue to sell his turnips, while Wu Xiaozheng is trying to find a way to make money.

Wu Xiaozheng, Liu Shuigen's small restaurant, still had to go, but it was still early, so he turned around the market, and he mainly inspected the stalls and small shops selling grain, oil, food, daily groceries, and seasonings.

"Hey, isn't this Chef Xiao Wu? Why did you go to the market today? Do you have a big meal at noon?"

Wu Xiaozheng didn't expect that many people in the market had already remembered themselves, but the title of "Little Wu Chef" was a little awkward.

"Yes, it's still Liu Shuigen's shop. ”

Wu Xiaozheng replied in a dragging tone, but if it was the owners of the stalls and shops he inspected who happened to greet him, he would have chatted a few more words to make a familiar face.

After taking a long turn, Wu Xiaozheng went to Liu Shuigen's store to report again.

Liu Shuigen was a little overjoyed.

"You go grocery shopping first!"

Wu Xiaozheng picked up a pen and paper and made a list of purchases, and handed it to Liu Shuigen.

Originally, according to Wu Xiaozheng's habit as a chef, he had to buy many vegetables in person to rest assured, but the requirements of a small restaurant of this quality are not too high.

After Liu Shuigen left, Wu Xiaozheng picked up the chalk and rewrote the menu on the small blackboard.

After brushing for a while, a beautiful line of books appeared on the small blackboard.

【Chef Wu's Special Menu】

Stir-fried meat with shredded radish is 2.5 yuan/portion, and shredded radish beef is 3 yuan/portion

……

Well, the price of stir-fried meat with shredded radish has increased today, because Wu Xiaozheng has to earn the manual fee for this dish today.

It's another busy noon.

Today, Liu Shuigen's small shop business is even more prosperous than the day before, because there are more people who know the little chef.

In China, there is no shortage of foodies at any time, even if the dishes produced by Chef Wu are a little expensive, there are still more and more people who want to eat delicious.

Wu Xiaozheng was busy until almost two o'clock before letting himself have lunch with his grandfather.

However, the results are gratifying, and as soon as the account is calculated, Wu Xiaozheng actually got a commission of more than 80 yuan.

Wu Xiaozheng breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that even if there is no other source of income, just making money in Liu Shuigen's store should be able to earn back the more than 600 yuan.

Of course, Wu Xiao is not satisfied with this small amount of money, and his big plan of "Aunt Wu" or "Chef Wu" food processing store still needs a huge amount of money.

Wu Changhe was both happy and ashamed.

The good thing is that money doesn't seem to be a problem, but the shame is that without Wu Xiaozheng's help, his radishes were sold for more than 20 catties, and his income was not even a fraction of Wu Xiaozheng's.

The last remaining radishes were disposed of by Wu Xiaozheng at an ultra-low price of 8 cents a pound to the vegetable vendors in the market, no way, Wu Xiaozheng still had to use a tricycle.

After eating, Wu Xiaozheng took Wu Changhe straight to the glass factory in the county, where he wanted to buy glass jars.

There are many towns and villages in Xiangshui County that are rich in oranges, pears and other fruits, so there are several fruit canning factories in the county, and the county glass factory has produced some big-bellied glass sealing jars for these fruit canning factories, and Wu Xiaozheng is running for that thing.

The price of glass jars is not expensive, the retail price is only 8 cents a piece, Wu Xiaozheng bought 200 in one go, bought two large pickle jars along the road, loaded a full tricycle, and went home leisurely.

"You buy so much in one go, can you really sell it?"

After returning home, Grandma Wu was a little fragmented, but as soon as she heard that Wu Xiaozheng earned more than 80 yuan today, she immediately smiled from ear to ear.

Wu Xiaozheng opened yesterday's hot and sour radish first and tasted it.

Well, it's been enough for 24 hours, it's already flavored, and it tastes pretty good!

Wu Xiaozheng nodded with satisfaction.

Grandma Wu also tasted it and praised it again and again: "The taste is really good, much better than my pickle." ”

"Well, it's okay, it should sell. This was Wu Changhe's reaction.

That's a must, this side dish Wu Xiaozheng used an exclusive secret recipe, and each process has a knack.

The taste is really good, even Wu Xiaoli, who has always hated pickled radish, ate a small bowl in one go, but she prefers sweet and sour crispy radish.

"Brother, it's delicious, I still want it!"

This sweet and sour radish was sour, sweet, and crunchy, Wu Xiaoli was not satisfied after eating a small bowl, and looked at Wu Xiaozheng expectantly.

If she could, she wouldn't even want to eat dinner.

"You can't eat too much at once, you'll eat bad teeth. Wu Xiaozheng hurriedly scared her.

The family was busy making pickled radishes again, some people pickled new radishes, some people filled yesterday's radishes, the division of labor was very clear, and even Wu Xiaoli came in handy.

Yesterday's two small jars were a little less, and even 60 bottles were filled, and today two large jars were added, at least 150 catties of radishes were pickled, and the family was busy until the evening was completed.

"Grandpa, tomorrow you won't sell turnips, I'll try to sell pickled turnips. ”

Wu Xiaozheng has a series of arrangements for his "Chef Wu" food processing factory plan, and he has to test the market tomorrow. If the market response is good, he will continue to increase the production volume.

Wu Changhe nodded.

He's useless, and he's a little sad.