Lin Lan snorted and said, "Mom wants to make Qingming Ba." ”

"Do Qingming Ba? I heard people say that she has borrowed it from every family, and I am afraid that there will be more than ten catties of glutinous rice flour, not counting glutinous rice, does she want to make it all into Qingming Baba? Can you finish eating? ”

"Mom makes Qingming Ba to sell, and Mom says that my sister-in-law is selling Qingming Baba, and the business is very good."

The fifth sister is making Qingming baba to sell?

Recently, Huzi is sick, always has a high fever that does not go away, and coughs badly, she is not at ease, she has been taking care of the children at home, I didn't expect that the fifth sister would actually make Qingming baba to sell, and what I didn't expect was that the business was still very good!

It seems that the third sister-in-law wants to grab business with the fifth sister.

It's a pity that the third sister-in-law borrowed almost the glutinous rice flour in the village, even if she wants to make Qingming Ba, she can only borrow glutinous rice to soak it, and it can only be sold after half a month.

After thinking about it, Huang Yan still gave up, thinking that she could prepare early next year.

But my heart is still somewhat sour, I didn't expect the third sister-in-law to be so lucky.

On the first day of the market, Xiao Qinghe went into the mountains to dig Qingming grass.

Recently, she will go into the mountains to dig Qingming grass every day, and plant it with Yuanqi water at home, so as to ensure that the Qingming grass used every time she makes Qingming Ba is at least planted with Yuanqi water for more than three days, so that the Qingming Ba made of Qingming grass can guarantee the taste.

On this day, she had just found a small piece of Qingming grass and was about to go over to dig it, when she was hit by a person who jumped over on the side path and almost fell.

When I raised my eyes, it was Lin Lan, and I saw her go straight to the Qingming grass, and after a few knives, she cut several Qingming grasses.

Xiao Qinghe frowned, turned around and left, not planning to ignore her.

Lin Lan was not satisfied, and looked at Xiao Qinghe and smiled badly: "Hmph, Lotus, tomorrow my mother will also make Qingming Ba to sell on the street, and then all your family's business will be snatched away!" ”

When Xiao Qinghe heard this, he turned to look at her smug appearance, revealing a meaningful smile: "Oh? The third aunt also wants to sell Qingming baba? Then I wish you a prosperous business in advance. ”

Su Guizhi is also ready to learn from them to make Qingming baba to sell, she thinks the business is so easy to do? Without the bonus of vitality, she didn't believe that Su Guizhi could make such delicious Qingming baba.

When the time comes, with her family's Qingming Ba Zhuyu in front, Su Guizhi's Qingming Ba will definitely have no market!

At least, it is absolutely impossible to sell it for a dollar and a pound, but it is estimated that someone will buy it if it is cheaper. After all, there are always some people who are reluctant to spend a lot of money on better things, and are willing to settle for the next best thing and spend less money to buy something worse.

Therefore, the catering industry, high, medium and low-end have their own markets.

However, seeing that her family can sell it for one pound per catty, but she can only sell it at a reduced price, Su Guizhi is afraid that she will die of depression!

Xiao Qinghe was ready to see her jokes when the time came.

Lin Lan looked at Xiao Qinghe's indifferent appearance, and became even more angry in her heart, and said hatefully: "Hmph, I see if you can laugh tomorrow!" ”

After Xiao Qinghe went home, he told Lin Jing that Su Guizhi was going to sell Qingming Ba, and Lin Jing said lightly: "Don't worry about her, the Qingming Ba she made is not as delicious as what I used to make, not to mention that now she has the vitality of the lotus to support her." I guess she'll be able to sell it a few times, and when people have tasted the taste of her Qingming Ba, no one will buy it again. ”

Xiao Qinghe smiled: "I think so too." ”