Chapter 157: The Next Market

"As long as it's in this basket, can you take it?"

Song Xinyi looked at Chef Zhang with shiny eyes.

"It's okay, but you can only take one thing."

Chef Zhang nodded slightly, but the cloth passed into his mouth and snorted softly.

Song Xinyi didn't listen, reached out and took the things in the basket, and left happily.

Although Chef Zhang never looked back from beginning to end, his eyes kept glancing inside.

Seeing that Song Xinyi only took two shriveled apples in the end, she couldn't help but cover the corners of her mouth and hooked up a touch of ridicule.

Sure enough, it was a scared girl, and she looked like she had never seen the world.

To be honest, Song Xinyi really hasn't eaten any fruit since she came here.

In addition to the seasons and the poverty of the family, there is another key factor, which is the geographical environment and climate.

Therefore, this shows that the fruit is even more valuable.

The price is much more expensive than the dish, and the quantity is still very small. In the scare, fruits are seen all year round.

Song Xinyi was a little strange at first, if the fruit is so expensive, why are there apples left in the kitchen?

But when you think about it, you can understand that for most of the poor people who can even provide food and clothing, fruits are simply dispensable.

What's more, Chef Zhang still has rules here, and he can only take the same. Of course, it's much better to fill your stomach than to taste it fresh.

Song Xinyi took the apple, but it was also used to relieve hunger.

On the one hand, cabbage leaves are really of little use to her, the cloth is rare, and the cloth can be eaten directly; Second, about apple cider vinegar, Song Xinyi does have some ideas.

In this world, soy sauce and vinegar are both available, and Song Xinyi bought them at the village market.

But apple cider vinegar, cloth stop scare, even in the county, has not appeared.

Moreover, judging from yesterday's visit to the county, the living standards of the people in the county are indeed much better than those in the county.

Except for those who are rich and noble, as far as ordinary people are concerned, at least most of them are food and clothing.

Therefore, on the basis of everyone's food, clothing, and sorrow, it should be feasible to make some high-quality things, and even some beauty and whitening, such as apple cider vinegar.

After clarifying this point, Song Xinyi also determined the positioning and main orientation of her market project.

If you want to open up the mid-to-high-end market, apple cider vinegar alone may still be available.

Moreover, in this era, everyone's ideological concepts are still relatively conservative, and it is so easy to accept new things and make them available.

If you want to open up the market, you have to start with something that everyone is familiar with.

Song Xinyi's first thought of soy sauce and vinegar is stuffed, although these things are rare, but if you want to make very ordinary things ordinary, it is easy to make cloth.

Fortunately, in her previous life, she had many years of experience working in a sauce garden, and Song Xinyi had her own set of instructions for soy sauce and vinegar brewing.

After coming here, she had tasted soy sauce vinegar, and the taste could only be said to be average.

Therefore, she decided that she planned to open a sauce garden and make soy sauce and vinegar by herself.

In view of the current limited economic conditions, and the need to work in the kitchen of the winery every day, at this stage, there are still some cloths that are too practical to open the sauce garden.

However, she was able to use this time to test it in advance.

After all, at different times and in different places, the materials and conditions are also different, and the brewed things may also be different.

Moreover, the brewing of soy sauce and vinegar can be completed in a day or two.

It is still necessary to test the scare in advance and see how the market reacts.

Regarding the idea of making her own soy sauce and vinegar, in fact, Song Xinyi had it when she first started selling scallion pancakes in the market.

At that time, the conditions at home were too poor, and according to her original plan, it was only possible to implement the peony root after receiving the first month's money.

Of course, Song Xinyi's existing funds are still a little bit short of making soy sauce and vinegar.

Now I have an unexpected apple cider vinegar inspiration, and the cost of this cloth is also high, so I can try it in advance. 7 Q

When it comes to making apple cider vinegar, of course, apples alone are enough cloth, and she also lacks two very important raw materials: rice vinegar and rock sugar.

Therefore, Song Xinyi came out of the kitchen and planned to go outside to take advantage of the noon gap to see if Nengbu could buy the things she needed.

"Xinyi, where did you run here?"

As soon as she came out and walked to the door of the dining hall, Song Xinyi was stopped.

When I looked up, I saw that Zhang was walking over with a paper bag.

"Mother!" Song Xinyi agreed and greeted her with a smile.

"I just looked for you for a long time and didn't find it, and then I met Aunt Wang and said that you went to the back kitchen, so I hurried over, are you okay?"

Zhang pulled Song Xinyi to look at her from top to bottom, for fear that she would be wronged.

When I saw Aunt Wang alone in the dining hall just now, Zhang's advice was frightened, and later I heard that I was going to find Chef Zhang, and I even raised my throat and quickly looked for it.

Everyone here knows what Chef Zhang Kebu is good at, but Zhang forgot to tell Song Xinyi in advance.

It should be mainly because Song Xinyi just came, and the assigned tasks must be in the yard, and the meals are all prepared in advance, and the cloth will have contact with Chef Zhang.

But who would have thought that Sister Liu didn't prepare lunch for Song Xinyi.

Forget it, even let her go to Chef Zhang.

Zhang has been here for so many years, and when the conditions were poor, he didn't go into the back kitchen to get some leftovers.

Every time I go, I have to suffer from Chef Zhang's eyes and cynicism.

She was used to it, but her daughter was the same.

Although Zhang knew that his daughter had not had a good life since she was a child, because she had her own protection, she didn't let her daughter suffer any white eyes.

At the very least, there is a meeting with her at the time.

But today, she saw her daughter suffer from Sister Liu's anger, she was in pain, but she couldn't do anything.

I was thinking of coming to comfort my daughter at noon, but no one found it, so I heard that my daughter had no food to eat, and was sent to the back kitchen to spread the news, and then rushed over.

"It's all because my mother set it up, and she didn't tell you to follow me when you were eating, which made you feel wronged. You haven't eaten yet, have you? Come, take this one! ”

Zhang stuffed the paper bag into his daughter's hand, and then looked at his daughter with a worried and self-reproachful face.

Song Xinyi hurriedly smiled and said, "Mother, I'm fine, I'm doing this well, where have I been wronged?" ”

"Sister Liu is cloth just now, are you embarrassed? It's all to blame on the mother......"

Seeing that Zhang's eyes were about to burst into tears, Song Xinyi hurriedly stopped.

"There's nothing wrong, my mother hasn't done anything wrong, how can I blame my mother? Besides, I don't have any grievances, so don't bear it! ”

Song Xinyi took out a small apple from her pocket and shook it in front of Zhang.

"Mother, look, I didn't feel wronged, and I found a good thing!"

Zhang looked at the crumpled little apple, and it was even more delicious.

"It's all wilted like this, where can I eat it? My mother left you steamed buns, you can eat them while they are hot! ”

As he spoke, he directly opened the paper bag that had been stuffed to Song Xinyi just now.

Song Xinyi knew that Zhang's must have been reluctant to eat her share, so she stuffed the steamed buns to Zhang's again.

"Mother, I was about to tell you about this!

I walked around here yesterday and found that there was a steamed bun seller far away from here.

Yesterday I didn't have any money, but today I brought some copper plates, so I thought I'd try it! ”

Zhang was stunned for a moment, and looked at Song Xinyi in disbelief.

Although she has worked here for many years, she only goes directly to the winery every day, and at most she is going to the Song Mansion.

I know very well what kind of bun shop is here, but I vaguely remember that I seem to have heard other people in the wine shop mention it before, but I know the truth or falsehood.

Song Xinyi naturally saw Zhang's suspicions, so she wrapped the steamed bun again and stuffed it to Zhang's, then took her arm and smiled:

"Anyway, if you're free at this time, don't eat this tasteless steamed bun, just follow me to taste the steamed buns outside, right?"