Qing Fan said: "Then according to what you say, these foods on your food street can also be sold by others?" ”

The food on the food court is almost always something that no one has ever done before. Of course, there are many of these things, as long as you can make food, after tasting them, you can make them by yourself.

Qingshu smiled: "Naturally, you can sell it." It's not something that is kept secret. ”

Qing Fan bit his lip lightly. She saw that the fried bun was very popular. Although she hadn't tasted it, she was from the Xuanwang Mansion and had worked in Baiwei Building, and she looked at it for a while, and then she knew how the raw fried buns were made.

Qing Fan said: "I see that your fried buns are very popular, but you only buy six for ten cents. So cheap, won't you lose money? ”

According to her rough calculations, six out of ten cents is almost not enough for the cost.

Qingshu said: "There is no loss, but the profit is indeed very small." Our flour is ordered directly from grain merchants, and there is no price difference in grain stores; The pork is also a pig purchased directly from the farmer's house, and we slaughter it ourselves, so there is no difference in the price of the butcher store. All these calculations can ensure a small profit. ”

"Order directly from a grain merchant?" Qing Fan was a little surprised and asked, "Can you use up so much flour?" ”

When you buy flour in a grain store, it is generally only a few catties, dozens of catties, or hundreds of catties. And when you order from a grain merchant, I'm afraid it will cost at least a thousand catties at that time, right?

Qingfan makes cakes and sells them these days, and one pound of flour can make ten cakes, and about forty or fifty cakes can be sold every day. She bought a hundred catties of flour from the grain store owner last time, and she hasn't used it up yet.

Qingshu smiled: "You are not an outsider, so I won't hide it from you." I don't know if you've ever seen the 'dandan dumplings' that are sold everywhere with a flat shoulder? ”

"I've seen it, I've bought it." Qing Fan nodded.

"That's from our South Park too." Qingshu said: "They alone need thousands of catties of flour a day. We specialize in kneading dough, and there are twenty or thirty people. ”

"One day, it costs a thousand pounds! How many dumplings do you have to sell? Qing Fan was shocked.

"They now have sixty pairs of burdens. Each load sells an average of 200 bowls a day. Although only sixty of them went out to sell, there were seventy or eighty people who were busy at home. ”

Qing Fan refreshed his understanding of that lady. With such a large amount of money, it takes thousands of pounds of flour alone every day.

She was also strange before, several times she saw the person selling dan dan dumplings, the person was not that person, but their clothes and burdens were all in the same style, and even the condiments, dishes and chopsticks, and things were placed in exactly the same position. It turns out that the boss behind them is that lady!

The guys on this food street seem to be seventy or eighty, plus the ones who sell dan dan dumplings, and the ones who are busy at home as Qingshu said. That lady has more than 200 men under her hands!

Qing Fan suddenly looked at the lady in awe.

At this time, a guy came in with food.

Qingshu asked the guy: "Did you send it over there?" ”

"I sent it, and I sent it together." The guy replied.

"Is Qingmao at the young master of Du?"

"Yes, she's feeding Lele."

"Did Madame deliver any food over there?"

"Madame said she wouldn't eat it." The guy replied.

"Hmm." Qingshu knew that Mrs. could not eat or drink, and said, "You go and tell Qingmao, and say that Qingfan is here, and tell her to come and lie down after the matter is over." ”

"Okay." The guy sets the meal.

After the guy left, Qingfan asked Qingshu, "Who is Lele?" "The egg hurts

"Hehe," Qingshu smiled, "Lele is the dog of the young master." ”

"Dogs?" The corners of Qing Fan's mouth twitched.

Qingshu beckoned Qingfan to eat.

Now in South Park, not when the palace was in the palace. There is no master or subordinate in the strict sense here. In Ye Xiaoyan's words, they are the relationship between superiors and subordinates, bosses and employees, and at the same time, they are also friends.

Mo said that Ye Xiaoyan has always been a person who does her own thing, and even Nangong You's current has changed a lot compared with the prince who had to be served by someone before.

At this time, Ye Xiaoyan was in the office of South Park, thinking about the next step.

The oil mill she planned to build on the site of the West Hill Villa. It had been burned to the ground and was simply converted into an oil mill. As for the chief manager of the oil mill, Dong Fu is naturally the most suitable. Thinking like this, she ordered someone to find Dong Fu.

In addition, there is Wanyinfang, and the mansion is already theirs. What should I do there?

While thinking about it, Nangong You and Nangong Chen came.

Nangong walked into the office with a dark face, and saw Ye Xiaoyan leaning on the chair, looking lazy, and said resentfully: "You don't care about me when you wake up, leave me alone at home." ”

Ye Xiaoyan raised her eyelids and looked, and saw that there was Nangong Chen behind Nangong You, so she sat up slightly straighter and said, "You are such a big person, and you are not a child to be managed." ”

"Third Emperor Sister-in-law!" Nangong Chen shouted.

"Third sister-in-law, don't add the word 'emperor' in the middle." Ye Xiaoyan said lazily.

Nangong Chen smiled, didn't bother with the third sister-in-law or the third emperor's sister-in-law, and said, "Third sister-in-law, I have an urgent matter and want to ask you for help." ”

"What's the matter?" Ye Xiaoyan asked.

Nangong You pulled a chair and sat opposite Ye Xiaoyan, and interjected: "You didn't tell me early in the morning, and you came to Nanyuan by yourself, are you angry with me?" ”

"What are you angry about?"

"Angry I was drunk last night."

"Huh!" Ye Xiaoyan had an expression that you still knew that you were drunk last night, ignored him, and asked Nangong Chen: "What do you want me to help you?" ”

Nangong Chen also pulled a chair and sat down, and said, "My father wants me to hold a housewarming banquet, as soon as possible, and I want to invite more people." There aren't many people in my house, and I've never had a banquet like this, so I'd like to ask you for help. ”

"Do you have your own mansion?" Ye Xiaoyan asked.

"Yes, it was given by my father a month ago. Originally, the Ministry of Industry had already supervised the construction, and the Ministry of Internal Affairs helped me arrange and arrange the furniture and other things, and I could live in it if I moved my own things there. Nangong Chen said.

"Bag check-in!" Ye Xiaoyan quipped.

"What?" Nangong Chen didn't understand.

"Nothing." Ye Xiaoyan asked, "Where is your mansion?" ”

"In the east of the city, it is only two or three hundred zhang away from the Xuanwang Mansion."

"So close?" Ye Xiaoyan said.

Nangong Youye also turned his head to look at Nangong Chen, with an expression of "I don't know so close".

In fact, several princes' mansions are not far away. When the emperor rewarded the mansion, he deliberately let them live closer to each other so that it would be convenient for them to come and go. The eldest prince and the second prince had some contacts, but the third emperor rarely walked around with them. First, he was not in the capital before, and second, he was crippled later, so he didn't go out. As for the fourth prince, he lived in the palace before, no, this is just the prince's mansion.