Chapter 613: Song Qingmo's Small Business

Song Qingmo frowned, "...... you crossbody bag"

"Hey, hey!"

Wu Yao smiled shyly, "I see that it is quite practical for you to carry on your back, so I asked my family to make one." ”

"Don't say it, it's so convenient to put things!"

"Humph!" Song Qingmo rolled her eyes, "You plagiarize very hard!" ”

Wu Yao arched his hand, "Miss Mo'er has won the award!" ”

"There is no end to learning! Each other! ”

"Whether it's reading or doing business, we have to learn to get rid of the dross and take the essence!"

"This is the only way to keep ......"

Before he finished speaking, Wu Yao's voice was stuck.

looked at Song Qingmo embarrassedly.

I saw Song Qingmo pouting and rolling out two white eyes, "Do you know a lot?" The great truth is set up in ......"

"That's not what I said...... It's my dad who said ......."

Wu Yao explained in a low voice.

Song Qingmo glanced at it, "Your father didn't teach you, it's wrong to copy other people's things?" ”

"Forehead ......"

Wu Yao touched his nose, "My father didn't say this!" ”

"But this thing has already been taken out and sold, why can't I make it...... It's a very fair and honest thing......"

"You ......" Song Qingmo still wanted to speak.

was pulled by Song Qingyuan.

whispered, "He didn't go to the workshop to steal from him!" Miscalculations don't fall into his head. ”

It's like drying vegetables, everyone else will.

Can they still prohibit others from drying it because their Song family has exposed it?

Hu Yixin opened a toy store, and it was the same.

Jiro smashed the toy store, although he was relieved, but in essence, he was wrong.

"That's it!" Song Qingyuan persuaded.

Song Qingmo pursed her lips, but she didn't care, and changed her words, "What do you want to give us a taste?" ”

"This ......"

Wu Yao took two steps back, dragged the crossbody bag back, and waved his hand again and again, "It's nothing!" It's nothing! No, don't taste anything......"

He carries a crossbody bag, and this Mo'er girl can be angry, if she knows......

You must not tear him apart.

Thinking so, Wu Yao turned around and wanted to leave.

Song Qingmo tugged at the bag belt, "Where are you going!" ”

"Followed us for most of the day, and now I want to leave, but there is no door!"

"Take it out!"

Song Qingmo's small hand stretched out in front of Wu Yao's eyes.

Wu Yao pursed the corners of his mouth and wanted to retreat, but the cross-body bag was dragged.

So, after discussing, "Miss Mo'er, you have something to say!" ”

"Let's not move our hands and feet, shall we?"

Song Qingmo's dark eyes glared over, "Did I move your hands or your feet, don't talk nonsense!" ”

"Or I'll beat you!"

As he spoke, he pulled the bag strap up by two points.

Wu Yao was helpless and looked at Song Qingyuan.

Song Qingyuan smiled, "Take it out!" ”

"Let's taste the snacks you made, how different from ours."

Well?

Wu Yao was surprised for a moment.

Quickly retract your expression.

"In that case, guess what did I do?" Wu Yao asked with interest.

Song Qingyuan took two steps and thought for a while, "Crispy peanuts must have been made!" ”

"Hmm!" Wu Yao nodded, took out a packet of crispy peanuts and gave it to the two of them, "I added some more things to it, can you taste it?" ”

"Click!" Song Qingmo took a bite.

A flash of annoyance flashed in his eyes.

It's even better than what they make.

Damn it!

Damn Wu Yao!

In an instant, his eyes looked fiercely, Wu Yao hurriedly took two steps back, and was dragged back.

With a wry smile, "Miss Mo'er, this method is also simple, that is, add eggs and chili powder to the noodles, you can try it when you go back." ”

Hearing this, Song Qingmo's eyes flashed with surprise, "You just told me that?" ”

"Hmm!"

Seeing Song Qingmo's face softened, Wu Yao immediately nodded, "This is nothing!" We are friends and help each other! ”

"I just make it, and I won't come to Yulin County to sell it."

"I won't steal business with Miss Mo'er!"

"Really?" Song Qingmo was skeptical.

"Really! It's more real than pearls! Wu Yao's already big eyes instantly widened, trying to show his sincerity.

Song Qingmo nodded reluctantly, "I believe you!" ”

"I didn't expect you to be a good kid."

Wu Yao breathed a sigh of relief.

motioned to Song Qingyuan to continue guessing.

Song Qingyuan smiled slightly, "Hanging frost peanuts...... Spiced melon seeds...... Spiced peanut ...... Potato Chips ......"

"I guess you made a spicy spicy slicer too!"

"It's just that the spicy slices are not easy to bring, I don't know if you have them in your bag."

"Yes!" Wu Yao took over the conversation, "Miss Yuan'er, you're so smart!" ”

"You've guessed it!"

Then, Wu Yao took out the things one by one.

The spicy slices were also wrapped in multiple layers of oiled paper and handed over, "You guys taste it, does it taste the same?" ”

Song Qingrong, Song Qingmo took it.

After some tasting.

The two looked at each other.

I saw what each other meant.

It tastes pretty much the same!

"You can take it and sell it......" Song Qingmo looked sullen.

The idea that their family finally came up with was cracked like this, it's really infuriating!

Wu Yao scratched his head, "I have two pastry shops at home......"

"These are already on sale......"

"It's just yuba, I can't figure out what it's made of...... Miss Yuan'er, can you sell me a batch of ......?"

Without yuba, you can't make spicy strips and spicy slices.

If he wants to do business for a long time, he must have a fixed source of goods.

"Heh......" Song Qingmo glanced at her disdainfully and sneered, "Aren't you very unbearable, why are you stumped at this time!" ”

"Mo'er!" Song Qingyuan frowned.

Wu Yao smiled awkwardly, "It's okay!" It's okay! It's because I'm not good enough! ”

"Please also ask the Yuan'er girl to do it!"

"Yes!" Song Qingyuan nodded happily, "How much?" When to do it? ”

Wu Yao groaned slightly, "About a month later." ”

"When I come back from the north, I'm looking for you!"

"As for how much?"

"Miss Yuan'er, how much can I give out at most?" Wu Yao asked rhetorically.

Song Qingyuan thought for a while and calculated the daily output of tofu skin.

"In a month, I can sell you a thousand catties!"

The rest should be left to Erlang to run the business.

The more goods there are, the easier it is to open up trade routes.

"A thousand pounds...... A little less! Wu Yao discussed, "Can Miss Yuan'er sell me two thousand catties?" ”

"I'll go back this time, at least until after the beginning of spring......"

"There are months in between......"

"A thousand catties, it's really not enough to sell!"

"This ......" Song Qingyuan flashed with embarrassment, "so be it!" For the sake of Wu Sanye's face, I will add five hundred catties to you at most! Fifteen hundred pounds! ”

"This is the maximum amount I can give you!"

"Okay! Thank you, Miss Yuan'er! Wu Yao said.

Then the matter is settled.

Song Qingmo hooked the corners of her mouth, "Have you tasted my family's new food?" ”

"Tasted!"

"Date cake, hawthorn slices, hawthorn rolls, hawthorn cake, and shaqima with dates!" Wu Yao counted the same, "Hawthorn slices, I've eaten them!" ”

"The third uncle took it back, but not much!"

"Can you give me a batch this time?"

"And dried sweet potatoes...... Is it okay to give me some too? Wu Yao asked cautiously.

Miss Mo'er is in charge of the snack shop, and he has to discuss it with her.

But he could see that this Mo'er girl was not very easy to speak.

Who knew that this time Song Qingmo and her refreshing response, "Success!" ”

"Give me as many as you want!"

Hawthorn slices, the Song family has a lot.

She didn't have dried sweet potatoes, but she could go to the village to collect them.

So, the two went through some negotiations.

Hawthorn slices are set at 1,000 catties, and dried sweet potatoes are set at 1,000 catties.

Shaqima, Shaqima with dates each set 200 catties.

After discussing it, they each left.

Half a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, a large number of people entered Songjia Village.