Li squatted decadently in the corner, like an ungasped ball, secretly angry.

Her dream of being an official wife can be realized when she sees it, so why don't she come out halfway to bite the gold.

Li kicked the dirt at his feet, very frustrated.

Li's thoughts, Song Qingyuan didn't know, if he knew, he would definitely scoff at it, and said secretly; Thinking too much.

If you don't help Song Chengyi fight for the position of the postman, except for Master Qian blocking the way, you can't do it.

Song Qingyuan also has his own careful thoughts.

I'm afraid that her father will float up when he becomes a post man, and no one will be able to cure it when the time comes.

is also afraid that the prosperity of the county will confuse her father's eyes.

All in all, before she stood up, the scumbag father was still honestly living well under the rule of the old man and the old lady.

Not long after that, Master Qian left with a smile on his face, and Old Man Song personally sent him off, saying goodbye to each other, and they seemed to have a good conversation.

The dust settled, and the position of the post man belonged to Master Qian's brother-in-law.

The position of another handyman at the post station was given to the eldest son of the old Cui family.

The scumbag didn't catch anything, and Song Qingyuan applauded.

............

The day after the banquet, Song Qingyuan and Erlang went to Xiaxi Village, Zhuzi's residence.

When they arrived, several other people had already arrived, and they were in the house, bragging.

"It's coming! Yuan'er girl! Meng Da Niu greeted him innocently.

The others also got up to greet Song Qingyuan, this was their God of Wealth.

"You're so early!" Song Qingyuan smiled, his eyes looking at the dried intestines on the wooden frame.

Nodding secretly; Look at the appearance is okay, and there is no difference from the dry sausage sold in modern times.

Song Qingyuan walked over, stretched out his hand and pinched it, the hardness was okay.

"Sister Yuan'er, it's been drying for two days, can this be sold for money?" The pillar rubbed his hands together, secretly looking forward to it.

He doesn't have much money in his hands, he still has to support himself, and he can get a share of it if he sells it as soon as possible.

Buying a few catties of cornmeal is enough for him to eat for a while.

"Then let's cook it first and taste it!" Song Qingyuan said with a smile, "We know what it tastes like, so we can sell it to customers!" ”

"Okay!" And when the pillar was right, he went and made a fire and boiled water.

Song Qingyuan cut the dried intestines into small sections, and after the water boiled, put them in to steam.

Steaming is more delicious than boiling, and it retains the flavor.

After a while, it was steamed, and everyone gathered around the stove, watching with their eyes open.

This is a sausage made of pork, so how can it not be delicious?

"It smells so good! It smells good. Meng Da Niu took a breath and sniffed vigorously with his nose.

"Then, Brother Da Niu will taste it first!" Song Qingyuan took a piece and handed it to Meng Daniu.

"Then I'll ......," Meng Daniu stretched out his hand to grab it.

Glancing at Erlang beside him, he smiled, "The first paragraph belongs to Brother Xiaowu, Brother Xiaowu is our eldest brother." ”

As he spoke, he handed over the dry intestines.

Erlang raised his eyebrows, gave one, counted as your acquaintance, and opened his mouth to take a bite.

"Huhu......" Erlang spit out and inhaled, "It's so hot!" ”

I blew two breaths violently, put it in my mouth again, and tasted it carefully, "It's delicious, it's delicious!" Jiro gave a thumbs up and exclaimed.

"I'll try it too!" Meng Daniu reached out and grabbed a section by himself.

"It's so hot!" Meng Daniu smiled innocently, blew it and put it in his mouth.

The others did the same, reaching out and grabbing it themselves, "Don't say it, it's so delicious." ”

"There's still a smell of alcohol in there."

"There is wine in it, of course it smells of wine."

"Those who love to drink must love to eat this ......," a few people talked about it.

Song Qingyuan also picked up a piece and tried it, and the taste was okay.

The ingredients are all self-made, and there is definitely a difference between them and the dried sausages sold in modern times.

Still, the taste is still the same.

"What do you think is the right price to sell?" Song Qingyuan asked while eating dried sausages.

"This ...... "a few people, you look at me, I look at you."

"This one is made of meat, so it can't be sold low." Pillar Road.

"Isn't that nonsense!" Jiro rolled his eyes.

"Big Bull, you say!" Jiro roll call.

Meng Da Niu scratched his head, "The pork in the town still sells for more than a dozen yuan a catty, which must be more expensive than pork." ”

"You're even more!" Erlang said angrily, "If it's cheaper than pork, it's not a loss!" ”

"Do you have any suggestions?" Jiro asked.

"Then let's get twenty cents a pound?" The little bolt said tentatively.

Twenty texts? Erlang counted with his fingers, the meat was eighty catties, and it cost eight hundred wen to buy it from the old man.

Twenty wen a pound is sold, which is 1,600 wen, and the profit is 800 wen.

Eight hundred wen mined the seasoning money, and after removing what they had just eaten, there were still more than six hundred wen left.

They and his sister are half a person, which is more than 300 yuan.

He divided half of the more than 300 yuan, and the remaining seven people divided it equally, each with more than 20 yuan.

That's fine, too! Erlang nodded secretly, "Then let's sell it for twenty cents a pound ......."

"What do you think?" Erlang looked at Song Qingyuan inquiringly.

Song Qingyuan shook his head, "Too little!" ”

When Erlang was calculating, she was also calculating, more than 300 wen, which was too little.

Not counting labor costs, the cost is nearly one tael.

The time will take two days now, and it will be sold in the future, it may take more time, and it is really not cost-effective to earn three hundred yuan.

Profits must be at least doubled for they to be meaningful.

"Less?" Erlang frowned, compared with selling flower baskets and straw hats, it was really less.

Because selling flower baskets and straw hats doesn't cost much money.

"Then how much do you think it's good to sell?" Jiro asked.

"Sell it according to the small pieces I just cut, a piece of five cents." Song Qingyuan Road.

Sold in catties, everyone may think it is expensive, but it is sold in sections, and a section of five cents looks very cheap.

In modern times, a pot of meat costs more than 30 yuan, divided into small portions, and only costs 12 yuan.

A large pot of meat is enough to be divided into four small portions, and the small portions are sold for a large portion to earn.

But people like to buy small portions.

"One pound of dry intestines can almost be cut into eight small pieces, which is forty wen per catty." Song Qingyuan Road.

Forty wen a pound, how much money do you have to make! Everyone was busy counting with their fingers.

"It's done!" Meng Daniu said excitedly, he didn't calculate how much he could earn, anyway, it was much more than twenty Wen.

"The matter of the sale will be handed over to the brothers." Song Qingyuan said with a smile.

"Don't worry, you pay the capital and the formula, and leave the rest of the effort to us." Jiro assured.

With him, he will neither let his sister suffer, nor let his sworn brother suffer.

"Hmm!" Song Qingyuan nodded, "With the second brother here, I have nothing to worry about." ”

"It's just that when everyone sells, everyone tries to go to restaurants, restaurants, and big households."

"If they buy it, it will be more." Song Qingyuan suggested.

"We don't need to remind you of this, we know!" Erlang smiled proudly, he often mixed around the town, he knew a lot.

"Don't let our family know......" Song Qingyuan laughed dryly.

"Don't worry! It can't be pulled from us. Erlang smiled, ruffian.