On this day, just after arriving in Chenzhong, Yao Huan and Meituan pushed a newly built food stall truck that cost a huge amount of money, and arrived at Mingyue Tower almost at the same time as the vendor transporting ice cubes.

"Sister Huan, this is what I told you, the ice of Heluxue's family. The boss of his house is easy to talk to, and he does both big and small transactions, and the East Water Gate has been brought to Futian, whether it is a shopkeeper or a neighborhood, if he wants ice, he will buy it. ”

Meituan said, took a few steps forward, and while greeting the guys transporting the ice cordially, he put his sweaty face close to the ice car, rubbing a little cool.

Meituan's face was pleasant, and the guys knew that the two little ladies had sent chicken feet to Mingyuelou for three days in a row, so they also hooked a small piece of ice amicably, smashed a petal on the ground, and handed it to Meituan: "Rub it, cool and cool your head." ”

Meituan thanked him in a stack, took the ice cube, and handed it to Yao Huan.

It was the Dragon Boat Festival when Yao Huan crossed over, and after that, it was hot day after day, and after she came out to walk around the street, she could often see ice trucks.

The wisdom of the ancients should not be underestimated, and the people of the Tang Dynasty had mastered the method of making ice with saltpeter and water. It was nothing more than the twilight of the Middle Ages, and there were wars from time to time, and the government controlled all kinds of materials very strictly.

Nowadays, in the prosperous era of the Great Song Dynasty, Chengping has been peaceful for a long time, saltpeter mining and transportation has been liberalized, and the merchants with financial resources in the private sector will invest in the ice-making business, the more they are in the city that pays attention to the quality of life, the easier it is to make a fortune.

Yao Huan took the ice cube, took out the handkerchief, and applied it to his forehead and cheeks.

Mamma Mia, it's so refreshing! It's much better than well water. Along the way, I sacrificed heat dissipation for sun protection, and my skin was stuffed red by the bandana, and I sweated in an instant.

The shopkeeper Meng, who came to Zhang Luo's store early in the morning, stepped out of the door and saw that under the scorching sun, the niece of the Shen family, who was delicate and delicate, wrapped a handkerchief in her right hand, and held an ice cube in her left hand to cool down her red face, and counted the number of chicken feet in each clay pot with the guys in the store in good spirits, and couldn't help but admire: "Although she is a young lady with a maid's life, she is diligent in doing things, but she is really a serious businessman." ”

After the fungus incident in Mingyue Building, the boss Yu Deli repaid the favor and patted Shen Fuzhi's chest and promised that in the future, as long as Shen's second sister-in-law opened her mouth, she would ask for a few jars for a few jars.

Shen Fuzhi was a fake and polite character, and happily accepted this promise on the spot, and also mentioned one more cooperation intention: Mingyuelou helped sell the five-flavor chicken feet developed by his niece.

In addition to the main dishes and drinks served by the store, one or two familiar and reliable food peers are also allowed to make some quail bean crisp and other snacks and other snacks, which are delivered every day, and the hot lady hired by Mingyue Lou pushes the cart to sell during the banquet.

Shen Fuzhi took Yao Huan and sent the chicken feet with five methods: stewed bean, apricot pickles, salty, spicy, and tiger skin, to Yu Deli and Meng Shopkeeper to try the dishes. Even though Yu and Meng had always known that Shen Fuzhi was a good at making appetizers, they were still full of praise for these boneless and extremely flavorful chicken feet, and immediately agreed to Shen Fuzhi's supply requirements, and agreed to receive the goods every day, and the account period would be settled in ten years.

Yao Huan was overjoyed and began to plan - half of the chicken feet for Mingyue Lou, half in front of the aunt's restaurant to test the water for sale, a pound in the Song Dynasty is about equal to 700 grams in later generations, a pound of chicken feet about 20, she decided to stock up every day to 10 catties, 200 chicken feet to try, each deboned and cut into three sections, a serving of 4, the price and the aunt's rice shop pig water to keep the same, sell 20 Wen, look at a very good plate.

Meituan has never liked to work with Ah Si, and feels that he is getting more and more oily.

Now that she has Shen Fuzhi's permission, she can follow the little master to do another small business of chicken feet, Yao Huan secretly promised to give her an extra monthly half-cut salary, and Meituan, as a slave, suddenly became unprecedentedly motivated.

The purchase of dozens of chickens a day can only be done by big stores such as Fanlou, Yuxianlou, and Hongyunlou, so Meituan set up a line through Fanlou's fellow villagers to buy the chicken feet that these big restaurants don't want at the price of swill, plus the rebates to the villagers, a basket is only seventy or eighty Wen, and the net cost of chicken feet per day is 200 Wen.

Yao Huan pinched his fingers and calculated, if all 50 chicken feet were sold out, the income would be consistent, and the main ingredients and seasonings would cost 300 yuan, and the two mothers-in-law who helped deboning in the alley would earn 50 yuan per labor, and the daily gross profit would be about half a cent, although it was not much, it was also a good start.

The Qingjiang Square of my aunt's house is not far from the boss's Mingyue Building, and there are also two miles of road. Rao is a carpenter found by Shen Fuzhi to build the food cart very well, and Yao Huan's hands were blistered on the first day.

Today, Yao Huan saw that he was able to meet the shopkeeper Meng early in the morning, and hurriedly seized the opportunity to investigate the market feedback: "The shopkeeper Meng is healthy, my chicken feet, can I teach the guest officials what they like?" ”

Shopkeeper Meng said with a smile: "I was about to say hello to you, the day before yesterday and yesterday, except for the apricot pickles, there were a few left, and the red stewed ones were all sold out." ”

"Oh," Yao Huan said thoughtfully, "I just said that in these dog days, the sour pickles are appetizing, don't the guest officers like to eat it?" ”

The shopkeeper Meng pointed out bluntly: "Most of the people who go to Mingyue Tower to eat, most of them are male guests, and on this hot day, there are fewer courtesans who accompany the wine. You, make less apricot pickles, if you really want to do it, you can also sell it to the women as snacks. ”

Yao Huan listened and nodded again and again: "Thank you Uncle Meng for your advice, I am really a layman, I love to eat apricot pickles, I didn't expect that men's tastes are very different from women's." ”

"Be polite, polite, everything is difficult at the beginning, when I first started as an apprentice in the restaurant, I couldn't even tell the difference between yam and taro."

When Shopkeeper Meng said this, he suddenly remembered something, lowered his voice and said to Yao Huan: "By the way, please ask the eldest sister to go back and tell Shen Er's sister-in-law that the owner has already found out, and it is a misunderstanding that will never happen again." Let Shen's second sister-in-law rest assured, the owner and I even went to the vegetable market in the north to see, and they are all good white mushrooms. ”

Yao Huan responded on his face, but he made a grid in his heart. The people in Mingyue Tower obviously have some things that are inconvenient to say to outsiders, but it is too strange to see that Hand Qing appeared.

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On the other side of selling chicken feet, the record is not ideal.

Yao Huan and Meituan pushed the cart back to their aunt's restaurant, and after they put the remaining half of the chicken feet in the yard, it was the time when the banks of the Bianhe River began to be lively.

Shen Fuzhi cleaned up the pigs and went into the water, and every time he was busy, he came out to see his niece and her stall a few times.

Yao Huan stood under the signboard of "Eating chicken feet three or two catties a day, why do you need Yangzhou cranes in the world", but he was not very jerky when he was in the boudoir in the past, but poked a piece of soft and glutinous boneless chicken feet with a bamboo skewer, beckoning the diners who entered the store to eat the pig and water to taste.

"It tastes good, but it's not oily. We still have to rush to work, and when we are full, it is the most important thing to return to work. Mrs. Yao, you should sell this snack to those official ladies who swim in the river. ”

The peddlers and pawns replied to Yao Huan with a humble face.

By now, Shen Fuzhi has already believed that his niece is determined to enter the food business.

She then walked to Yao Huan's side, shook the pu fan and comforted: "It's hot now, there are few tourists at this hour, the neighborhood is too lazy to go out, and the slender workers don't have the leisure to eat your snacks, and they can't sell it today, so they will give it to the guys in the foot shop around to eat and do personal favors." Tomorrow's ones, or send them all to Mingyue Tower. ”

Yao Huan turned around and picked up the water bowl on the table, took a big sip, the corners of his mouth curved, and said to Shen Fu in a soft but resolute voice: "Auntie, I'll push the cart to the surrounding alleys, there are mothers-in-law, sisters-in-law, and little ladies passing by, and I will shout and shout with them." ”

Shen Fuzhi knew that Yao Huan had a big idea now, so he didn't stop her, so he beckoned Ah Si to find a clean and light basket, filled a pot of apricot peel water, four salted minced pork steamed buns, and handed them to Meituan: "Take care of Sister Huan, she has tender bones, beware of her heat stroke." ”

Yao Huan and Meituan, the master and servant pushed the cart, picked up the thick shade on the side of the road, and walked farther and farther unconsciously.

The pedestrians passing by, or the idlers sitting at the door enjoying the shade, turned their heads to look at the food cart, or looked at the cart in a daze, and they couldn't help but be curious and discuss.

"It is said that the rich and the noble can't resist three generations, I don't know which one in Kaifeng City has declined, and the little woman who looks so decent comes out to sell pulp and cakes."

"It's not selling paddle water cakes, people's signboards say na, eat chicken feet for three or two catties a day."

"Selling chicken feet? Chicken feet who want to eat it. “

"Hey, brother, look at that word, it looks like everyone's handwriting."

"What's so strange, I was eating wine on East Street that day, and on the silk cloth of the store's wine jar, there was such a big word, guess who wrote it? Su Bachelor Su Gong! The world is hot and cold, and as soon as people are degraded, many of the ink treasures that were sent out in the past have been thrown out and picked up by the merchants in the church. “

Yao Huan and Meituan went to Mingyue Tower for a few days before, just like those Jianghu men who took a few darts, they were used to the discussions around them and dealt with them calmly.

Pushing and pushing, Meituan stretched his neck to look, and suddenly pointed to a clearing guarded by several huge willow trees, and suggested: "Sister Huan, let's try it somewhere else." ”

"Where is that?"

"Where the sons bowed. The shade of the trees over there is dense, and the strength of the sons and daughters is great, and the dog days do not stop, and there are many people who play football and watch the ball, and the second sister-in-law said that popularity is wealth. Where there are a lot of people, even if you sell dog shit, someone will rob it. ”

Burst......

Yao Huan was drinking apricot peel water, and after listening to Meituan's analogy, a mouthful of apricot peel water was sprayed on the ground.

"You, you, ouch, cough, cough, cough......"

Yao Huan didn't have time to laugh and scold, so he coughed and choked.

Meituan was so frightened that he stopped the food cart and turned around to give the little master a slap on the back.

Just then, a tall horse strode past them.

The man on the horse heard the familiar woman's voice and turned his head suddenly.

"But Mrs. Yao?" He asked aloud.

Yao Huan gasped and looked up.

Zeng Jia Shiro, Zeng Wei.