The bean sprouts have been sent out, and the taste Zhou doesn't know yet, so Song Qingyuan decided to cook a dish of bean sprouts for everyone to taste.

Song Qingrong and Song Qingmo ran out to help light the fire.

It happened to be a meal, and Ye was preparing steamed steamed buns on another stove.

"Yuan'er, what kind of dish is this?" Song Qingmo asked curiously.

"It's called bean sprouts, I saw it in a book, let's try it, and if it's good, I'll take it out and sell it." Song Qingyuan said as he cut off the heel of the bean sprouts.

Then wash it with clean water, remove the mung bean shells, blanch them in hot water, and take them out after blanching until the water boils.

"Mo'er, you go to the milk and get it, vinegar and soy sauce." Song Qingyuan turned his head and said.

Soy sauce and vinegar and the Song family's dried vegetables were bought after making money, and the Song family did not have these seasonings before.

After a while, Song Qingmo came back, "Give!" Song Qingmo handed the soy sauce and vinegar to Song Qingyuan.

Song Qingyuan put the blanched bean sprouts, put appropriate vinegar and soy sauce, and put them on a plate.

There are many Song families, and Song Qingyuan has three plates.

This dish is cold bean sprouts, and it would be better if there were carrots, but unfortunately the Song family didn't have them.

"Serve it to the table." Song Qingyuan handed the plate to Song Qingmo, Song Qingrong.

I started brushing the pot myself. Make a stir-fried bean sprouts.

This time, I also made three plates, and after frying, I brought it into the upper room, and it happened that Ye's steamed buns were also steamed.

Everyone came to the table.

"Let's try it, everybody." Song Qingyuan Road.

Zhou took the lead in picking it up, tasted it and said, "Crisp and delicious, it's not easy to eat crisp and delicious dishes in winter." ”

"It's a good dish." Song Chengzhong carefully tasted the way where the old god was present.

"Girl, this dish is so delicious! I can sell it for a lot of money. "Li's delicious food, my heart hurts, how good it would be if this money was their second room.

It's a pity that the girl didn't listen to her and didn't let her speak.

"Delicious! Yuan'er, you're amazing! Song Qingmo gave a thumbs up, she was hit by Song Qingyuan a lot, Song Qingmo couldn't care about envy, and directly became Song Qingyuan's little fan sister.

In short, Song Qingyuan's words have become the truth in Song Qingmo.

After dinner, the Song family went to the room.

"Everyone has eaten this sprout, what do you think?" Zhou asked.

"Delicious!" "Not bad!" Everyone spoke.

"So what do you think is the right price?" Zhou threw the problem out and everyone discussed.

"I think it's a hundred! This price is more reasonable. Song Chengzhong explained, "Dried vegetables cost one or two and five yuan, and one pound is fifty yuan, and this bean sprout is fresher than dried vegetables." ”

"Isn't there a shortage of fresh food in winter?" Winter dishes are not easy to preserve, and if you can have fresh vegetables, the sales will definitely not be bad.

"Isn't a hundred Wen too much......" Song Chengli was shocked by the price Song Chengzhong said, "This ordinary people can't afford it!" ”

Ordinary people, who will spend a hundred wen to buy a vegetable.

"Our dish is not for ordinary people, we are selling the rich, the more expensive the rich are, the more they love to eat." Song Chengyi's small eyes rolled straight, "I listen to the eldest brother about this, and it's just a hundred words." ”

"Yes, 100 Wen, we will sell 100 Wen, the more expensive we are, the more we will earn." Lee agreed.

"Yuan'er, what do you think?" Zhou asked Song Qingyuan's opinion.

"I agree with the third uncle, one hundred wen is indeed too expensive." Song Qingyuan Road.

"What? You don't support Dad? Song Chengyi looked at Song Qingyuan in surprise, "Girl, this bean sprout is the first one in our family, and no one else has it, so it's not up to our family to decide how much to sell." ”

"Listen to the girl, listen to the girl!" Li tugged at Song Chengyi's arm.

Anyway, her daughter said that she didn't have to worry about it, just listen to her.

Song Chengyi shook off the Li family, "Silly old lady, what do you score when you listen to it, it is obvious that the more you sell, the better." ”

"You listen to your father about this girl, you will definitely be able to sell it for a hundred yuan, and if you can't sell it, your father will cut it off for you." Song Chengyi danced and gestured.

Song Qingyuan rolled his eyes, the scumbag's head was really worthless.

"Dad, bean sprouts are different from dried vegetables, dried vegetables swell after soaking in water, and a small handful can make a dish. Bean sprouts shrink, and a dish of vegetables needs a catty. ”

Dried vegetables are counted, and bean sprouts are not counted.

"Bean sprouts are 100 yuan a catty, when they first came out, people may be greedy for freshness and will buy them, but they will definitely not last long, our family is going to make bean sprouts for a long time."

"I mean it sells in both winter and summer."

"Therefore, our family needs to set a constant and uniform price." Song Qingyuan said his purpose.

"This ......" Song Chengyi scratched his head.

"Yuan'er directly said the price you set, let's listen to ......" Song Chengzhong straightened his waist with a long face.

"Twenty Wen, no matter spring, summer, autumn and winter, our family sells twenty Wen." Song Qingyuan also thought about selling expensive in winter, and the price was falling in summer.

But in this way, I am afraid that everyone will eat more when the summer is cheap, and if you get tired of eating, you won't eat it in winter.

It is still a constant price that is the long-term way.

For the price of 20 Wen, after negotiation, everyone agreed.

Soon, Zhou put out thirty catties of beans and instructed everyone to pick and choose the bad parts of the beans.

The reason why I picked thirty catties was to take a compromise number.

Bean sprouts have a short storage time, unlike dried vegetables that will not go bad for a long time, and it is best to sell as much as you want.

Thirty catties on the first day, another ten catties on the second day, and fifteen catties on the third day.

In this way, every day, fresh bean sprouts will be sold every day.

"Third uncle, send me to the county tomorrow, I have something to look for." Song Qingyuan said to Song Chengli.

Although the scumbag father can also drive the ox cart, Song Qingyuan trusts this third uncle more than the scumbag father.

"Okay! I'll send you there tomorrow. Song Chengli agreed happily.

This made Song Qingyuan's heart warm, Song Chengli was honest and not bold, but every time she begged him, Song Chengli didn't say a word.

"Third uncle, take me one tomorrow, I want to go out too." Song Qinglian said behind her back.

Song Chengli and Song Qingyuan turned back at the same time.

Song Chengli smiled innocently, "Lian'er also wants to go to the county?" ”

Song Qinglian shook her head, "I'll go find my mother." ”

"This ......" Song Chengli frowned, the Sun family was driven back, and Lian'er wanted to go at this time......

"This, I have to ask your grandmother ......" Song Chengli lowered his head embarrassedly.

rejected his niece, he felt very uncomfortable, but without the old lady's consent, he took Song Qinglian there, I am afraid that the old lady will make trouble.

Song Qinglian's eyes flashed with sadness, and she smiled self-deprecatingly, "I'll go talk to my grandmother......" Song Qinglian said, and walked into the upper room.

Song Chengli lowered his head guiltily, "Yuan'er, I ......"

"Third uncle, you're right!" Song Qingyuan comforted.

"I just feel embarrassed......" Song Chengli scratched his head.

As she spoke, Song Qinglian came out and walked over and said, "Third uncle, my grandmother agreed." ”

"Uh-huh! Okay, I'll call you tomorrow morning. Song Cheng responded.

"Thank you, thank you, third uncle!" After Song Qinglian finished speaking, she nodded at Song Qingyuan, and quickly ran back to the upper room.

Song Chengli was confused by that thank you, "Lian'er, it's changed a lot......" Song Chengli muttered softly.

"That's a lot...... Song Qingyuan answered silently.

In the past, Song Qinglian would not say thank you, and Song Qinglian's joys, sorrows, and sorrows were written on her face, and she would not bear it.

People always grow up through experience, Song Qingyuan sighed secretly.