Chapter 49: Recipe for Selling Stinky Tofu
Jiang Tian didn't expect him to come so quickly.
Hurriedly stood up and saluted.
"Boss Jiang doesn't have to be polite, I asked you to come here today to cooperate with you in the stinky tofu business. You make a price, our Zhou family wants to buy the recipe of your stinky tofu. ”
Zhou Ke except for going to the school palace to attend classes on weekdays, the rest of the time is to help his father with some business.
He knew that stinky tofu was so profitable, and Jiang Tian might not be willing to sell it to him.
But I still want to make a lot of money before no one finds out about it.
For this he did not want to waste time and got straight to the point.
Jiang Tian knew very well in his heart that at the moment, they monopolized the sale of stinky tofu to make more money.
However, with this comes an exponential increase in risk.
In particular, the emperor has been making small moves behind his back, and he has never been able to see Donglu Ziheng good.
If she cooperates with the Zhou family.
First, the emperor was jealous of Zhou Yan's reputation, and second, if she remembered correctly, the information collected by Xiaoding was clearly written.
The Zhou family has a large amount of fertile land, and every year after planting rapeseed and forming rapeseed, the land will be exported and sold to the Baihua country next door.
As far as she knows, Qingxuan's rapeseed oil market across the country is monopolized by Baihua businessmen.
Every year, the treasury will lose hundreds of thousands of taels.
For this reason, the imperial court and many businessmen wanted to get the drawings of the oil press from the Baihua Country.
It's a pity that so many craftsmen and spies were sent, but nothing came of it.
Unfortunately, she graduated from agronomy, and her teacher asked them to draw drawings of a horizontal oil press.
She still remembers it clearly.
There is still half a month left to celebrate the New Year, and it will be early spring after the New Year.
In the early spring, the rape flowers bloomed, and there was still a lot of time left before the rape could form rapeseed, and if she could seize this opportunity, she could make another silver dollar after regaining her freedom.
When the time comes to leave the Imperial City, she can do nothing, hire a few bodyguards, and lead them to find a way back to the modern era......
Zhou Ke saw that after he finished asking, Jiang Tian was stunned for a while.
Hurry up and pay no, "Boss Jiang, it's abrupt, but the Zhou family really wants to cooperate with you in business, so you don't have to think about it anymore." ”
"Okay, let's cooperate!" Jiang Tian opened his mouth decisively, obviously scaring Zhou Ke.
He thought that he would have to talk a few more times before Jiang Tian was willing to cooperate with them.
Hurriedly spoke: "I don't know how much money you need Boss Jiang to sell us the formula?" ”
"Hmm...... The method of making stinky tofu is very simple, the raw materials need to use soybeans, soybeans become soybean milk, soy milk becomes tofu, and tofu becomes stinky tofu after fermentation."
"That's good, you give me 100,000 taels of silver, soy milk, tofu, stinky tofu and sauce recipes to sell to you!"
100,000 taels!
Sell so cheap?
Don't blame Zhou Ke for being surprised.
This time, he was ready to pay a reserve price of 600,000 taels of silver to talk to her about buying the formula.
Now it costs less than a fifth of the money.
He drank soy milk, and it tasted particularly good.
The taste of dipping water is good, too.
Buying so many formulas with 100,000 taels of silver is simply a loss of blood.
Jiang Tian didn't know what he was thinking, so he reminded: "Zhou Gongzi, we have to make it clear today, even if I sell you the formula, my store can still sell stinky tofu alone, and it doesn't matter to me how much money you make at that time or resell the formula to the rest......
"In the next month, you can send someone to my store to learn how to make tofu, how to make stinky tofu, and I will teach you everything......"
In this way, within half an hour, the two discussed the specific details.
After a while, the people who waited for the Imperial City Chamber of Commerce arrived.
The two of them signed the deed in their witness.
After pressing the handprint, the first time Jiang Tian got the 100,000 taels of silver ticket was to ask Xiaoding to hand it over to Donglu Ziheng.
A new shopping list was also made.
"What?! A minimum of 3,000 pigs! After Mo Yang received the order from Donglu Ziheng, he was very embarrassed for a while.
Now that the Chinese New Year is approaching, every family with pigs keeps it for themselves.
Even if he were to pay a high price to buy it from the butchers now, it wouldn't be so much.
Mo Yang explained for most of the day, and saw that Donglu Ziheng was very embarrassed.
"Lord Wang, I'll talk to Jiang Tian." Seeing that Moyang is leaving.
Dong Lu Ziheng called her back.
He still had to explain it himself.
It was the first time for the people in the store to see Donglu Ziheng.
Curious but afraid to rush into the house.
I could only sneak into the house.
Jiang Tian got up and closed the window.
After sitting down, I hurriedly compensated no.
She's stupid, too.
In ancient agrarian societies, farmers generally raised cattle.
Pigs are also raised, but if you have to buy so many at once, you will definitely not be able to supply them.
"Jiang Tian, I said that the palace will do its best to provide the ingredients and objects you need, this time I was negligent, you give me some more time, and promise to get more pigs to the store within a month......"
He! Are you apologizing to me?
Jiang Tian's eyes were full of disbelief, and he thought that he had heard it wrong.
Stunned, froze in place.
The face is overwhelmed.
Fortunately, she reacted quickly and quickly came to her senses.
"No, the prince is a slave and maid who needs to be considered, so be it! I want as many pigs as I want, and the rest will be replaced by chickens, ducks and geese......"
Mo Yang stayed outside the house, and his ears moved a few times.
Chickens, ducks, geese?
Chickens, ducks and geese are all raised by the people, not to mention 3,000, even if there are 30,000, he can buy them.
watched Donglu Ziheng's carriage leave.
Jiang Tian is tired and doesn't love it.
I was going to get some bacon sausages to sell during the New Year.
Now the abacus is empty.
Hey, you have to think of a good way to try to make more money during the Chinese New Year.
It is best to earn enough 500,000 taels of silver so that you can get out as soon as possible.
In the next few days, Jiang Tian was busy mixing the recipes of chicken, duck and goose in the morning, and in the afternoon he was busy teaching the people from the Zhou family how to make tofu.
After dinner, I started writing a proposal.
After tossing for three days, I still can't decide what flavor of chicken, duck and goose to sell for the New Year.
In the end, it was decided to do a big research.
After all, it's hard to reconcile.
Whether it is selling roast duck, roast chicken, roast goose, or stewed, braised and fried, there are people who don't like to eat.
For this reason, she got up early in the morning and made marinated, grilled, fried, roasted, stewed and baked.
"It's delicious, this one is delicious, that one is delicious, it's all delicious."
As the key tasting object, Chef Hua took a bite and praised it.
Jiang Tian would only eat when he saw him coming, and he didn't give any opinion after eating, so he grabbed the salt-baked chicken in front of him and hid it behind his back.
was so angry that Chef Hua's eyes widened.
"Jiang Tian, what are you doing when you take my chicken legs!"
Seeing that he wanted to rob him.
Jiang Tian hurriedly turned around.
"You can't eat it if you don't give advice." She stressed.
Chef Hua stomped his feet, "You girl, it's really not cute at all." Your food is so delicious, what do you want me to say! ”
"No, you have to give opinions, otherwise you won't be allowed to eat!" Jiang Tian pursed his lips angrily.
When he got Chef Hua, the old man blinked helplessly, "Girl Jiang Tian, the chickens, ducks and geese you roast taste so good, I can promise you, no matter which one you sell, it will be snatched up." ”
As he spoke, he motioned to Hua Liuzi, who was watching the play, to help him bring the salt-baked chicken that Jiang Tian hid on his back.