The weather in early summer is sometimes cloudy and sometimes sunny.

After a few light rains, the air will be much fresher, and sometimes, a rainbow will hang on the horizon, shining in the sun.

"The rain has finally stopped!" Song Qingyuan pushed open the window and breathed in the fresh air wantonly.

In the blink of an eye.

Shiro had already gone to the next door to find Li Mu and Li Sen to play.

Song Qingyuan shook his head with a smile.

A child's world is always so joyful.

Turning around and walking out of the courtyard, Song Qingyuan went to the newly built workshop.

At this time, the donkey is already circling the graphite.

Li Xingsheng and Xu are moving the drying rack out.

"Second uncle, second aunt, wood slag, is it enough?" Song Qingyuan asked, looking at the broken wood that was soaked in the rain.

To boil soy milk, you need to make a fire.

But the firewood of the Song family was limited, and the waste wood blocks and wood slag from the toy workshop were sent over.

Convenient, trouble-free, and burn-resistant.

"Enough!" Xu Shi said, "When it rained just now, your second uncle brought in a bunch, and we will turn over the pile outside in a while, so hurry up."

"As soon as the sun shines, you can use it tomorrow."

"That's good!" Song Qingyuan nodded, asked for the account book, and looked through it at will.

There is production and shipment on it.

However, the snack shop is not officially open now.

There are few goods taken from here.

It's all one pound or two pounds, made and eaten.

The handwriting on it is naturally Song Qingmo's.

There is also Li Xingsheng in the back, which Xu himself wrote down.

The words, although they are crooked and twisted, are fortunately barely understandable.

"It turns out that there are already 100 catties of inventory" Song Qingyuan put down the account book and thought thoughtfully.

Then the inventory was withdrawn.

"Second uncle, you send this batch of goods to the East Cross Courtyard, I will be useful in a while."

After explaining this, Song Qingyuan walked more than ten meters.

Came to another workshop in the courtyard.

Snack workshop.

At this time, the stamping of the snack workshop has been completed.

Two couples who make pastries also moved in.

Song Qingmo, Song Qingrong is taking the two of them to make spiced peanuts, spiced melon seeds and other snacks.

Prepare for the opening of the snack shop.

"Mo'er, how about the snack shop officially opening in two days?" Song Qingyuan came over and discussed.

Song Qingmo thought for a while, "I'm ready to open at any time." ”

"Good! Then set, two days later! ”

"Snack shop, officially opened."

After speaking, he looked at Song Qingrong, "Sister Rong'er has thought about what to do?" ”

Song Qingrong shook her head silently.

"I don't know what to do well"

"Think slowly, don't rush!" Song Qingyuan comforted, and said, "Why don't we choose the store first, and when you think about it, you can open it directly." ”

"No, you don't! No! Song Qingrong waved her hand again and again, "Shop, you rent it out first!" ”

"We'll see when the time comes"

She doesn't even know what to do now, so she stays in the store, which is not good.

"Alright then!" Song Qingyuan nodded.

After eating at noon, Song Qingyuan called the pillar.

"Brother Zhuzi, sit!" Song Qingyuan put a glass of water in front of the pillar.

The pillar waved its hand to indicate that it was not needed.

asked, "Sister Yuan'er, what's the matter?" ”

"That's right," Song Qingyuan pointed to the tofu skins piled up on the side, "This batch of yuba has been made and needs to be sold." ”

"I mean go through the dry sausage sales channel first"

"When the market opens, sell it in retail."

"So," Song Qingyuan looked at the pillar.

The pillar said, "I'll leave this to me." ”

"I am familiar with the shopkeepers of those restaurants and restaurants, tell them that if you leave a batch of goods to try to sell, you will definitely be able to succeed."

Song Qingyuan smiled, the pillar was clever and knew how to operate.

It's the material for doing business.

He took out a piece of paper and handed it to the pillar, "This is how to eat yuba, I will provide an idea, they will refer to it, how to match it, or a professional chef." ”

The pillar took a look, and the method above was really simple.

Cold salad, stir-fried, and a yuba meat roll.

"These cooks want it." The pillar smiled dumbly.

A kind of fresh food, the chef has come up with more ways to do it than ordinary people.

"By the way, Sister Yuan'er, are these two called yuba?" The pillar scratched his head, "It doesn't look the same." ”

belch

Not really.

One is called oil bean skin, and the other is called yuba.

It's just that

"It's all called yuba, it's just an unfolding, one is vertical." Song Qingyuan said casually.

"Oh!" Zhu nodded, "Then I'll go to the right place, let's have a restaurant, how about sending two catties first?" ”

"Two pounds is fine!" Song Qingyuan said, "But don't worry, when Liu Erbao delivers the goods tomorrow, you can just follow." ”

"There's one more thing I'd like to discuss with you."

"What's the matter?" The pillar sat down again.

Song Qingyuan thought for a long time before he said, "I want to change places for you."

"Change places?" The pillar was puzzled, "Where to change?" ”

"County!"

Hearing this, the pillar frowned and fell into deep thought.

He has been working on dry intestines for more than a year.

I really didn't expect that Song Qingyuan would transfer him away.

Moreover, he has been literate recently, and at the same time he has studied with the shopkeeper Qi, if he goes to the county.

I'm afraid they're all going to fall.

Besides, Song Qingrong is here.

Privately, he didn't want to go

"Girl Yuan'er"

"Brother Zhuzi, listen to me first!" Song Qingyuan interrupted the pillar, "Do you want to guard the dry intestines for the rest of your life?" ”

The pillar was stunned, not knowing how to answer.

Song Qingyuan continued, "What are you reading, literate, and learning from the shopkeeper Qi for? ”

In order not to be left behind.

The pillar replied silently.

"People go to high places, and water flows to low places, as a man, what he wants is definitely not to hold his position." Song Qingyuan looked over with a clear gaze.

The pillar nodded slightly.

Who doesn't want to climb up.

The Song family has been moving up, even if it is a son-in-law, he has to keep up with the pace of the Song family.

After some struggle, the pillar's expression became firm, "Okay, I'll go!" ”

Song Qingyuan won't harm him, and transferring him over must be for his good.

He understands all of this.

"Sister Yuan'er, who are you going to transfer over?" Pillar asked.

He was transferred, so naturally he had to transfer one in to manage the dry intestines.

Song Qingyuan shook his head, "I plan to hand over the dried intestines to my father, the toy workshop, and I will hand it over to my mother to manage by herself."

The voice fell.

A chubby voice rushed out at great speed.

Toy workshop.

Shiro rushed in.

There was a pause in his footsteps, and a gleam flashed in his little eyes.

On the left hand side is the mother, on the right hand side is the father, which one does he choose?

Choose a mother!

With his feet turned to the left, Shiro ran over, stuck to Li's side, and whispered, "Mother, I have a big news to tell you."

"What's the news?" Li straightened his body.

Shiro didn't speak.

The little eyes narrowed, and the two fat hands kept rubbing.

Li understood this expression very well.

He took out ten cents from his pocket and handed it to Shiro, "You can say it"

Only ten cents?

Shiro pouted and came to ask for food again.