Mu Xiu turned his head and glanced at Mu Xiaocao and Li Pandi, Li Pandi was young and ate slowly, and Mu Xiaocao didn't finish eating.

It happened that there were few people at this time, so Mu Xiu continued tentatively: "Uncle, isn't this selling breakfast to make money?" I don't see many people coming out to eat. ”

The boss looked at the shop that had basically no customers, and said with a hint of unconvinced: "Little girl, you're late, if you come early, you won't be able to line up at the door." ”

"Huh? How can there be so many people? Mu Xiu was really a little surprised.

"The workers in the factory are going to work at seven o'clock, the children who are studying go to school at eight o'clock, and the passenger flow is concentrated between six and eight o'clock.

"That's not because the uncle made it delicious, otherwise there were other breakfast shops along the way, why didn't I see that they were full of people!" Mu Xiu took advantage of the situation and boasted.

The boss's face was a little unconvinced, and he laughed so much that even the wrinkles folded in.

"Boss, take two servings of soy milk and take them away." While talking, someone brought a pot to buy soy milk.

"It's gone, it's sold out." The boss stood up and lifted the lid of the pot to take a look at it, and replied to the guest.

After the man left, Mu Xiu then asked, "Uncle, since the business is so good and the taste is good, why don't you make more and sell it for more money." ”

The boss saw that Mu Xiu was dressed up, but the family conditions were not good, the boss was also born in poverty before, that is, he tasted the sweetness of making breakfast, made a little money, and had the intention to show off, he said proudly: "My craft, but it is ancestral, other people's beans can produce thirty or forty bowls of soy milk, and I only produce twenty bowls, and it is really hard work every day to make more than 100 copies. ”

"Uncle, you are a real person at first glance, this soy milk is so delicious, I will drink it again when I have a chance in the future." Mu Xiu saw that Mu Xiaocao and Li Pandi had finished eating at this time, so he hurriedly ended the conversation with the boss.

"A pound of soybeans for a dollar, can make 20 bowls of soybean milk, 100 servings of soybean milk according to 5 pounds of soybeans, the cost is 5 yuan, but it is sold for 10 yuan, with coal fees, as well as soy sauce ingredients and other losses, a day should be able to earn 4 yuan, that month every day out of the stall, can earn 120 yuan, if there are fewer people or the boss has something, then it can also earn between 80 and 100 per month, this steamed bun is made of bean dregs, the material cost is saved, cornmeal is also cheap, A pound of cornmeal can make dozens of flatbreads, and these two can make more than a dozen yuan a month together, and this breakfast is too profitable! ”

Mu Xiu roughly calculated by heart, and was immediately shocked by the profits, you must know that the workers at that time only had a salary of more than 30 yuan a month.

"Mu Xiu, what do you want!" Mu Xiaocao and Li Pandi had already walked more than ten meters away, and looked back at Mu Xiu standing on the side of the road, not knowing what she was muttering, stretching out her fingers with her right hand and drawing in the palm of her left hand, she shouted at Mu Xiu strangely.

"Sister, let's go home and discuss, let's also set up a breakfast stall, it's too profitable." Mu Xiu ran to Mu Xiaocao's side in a few steps, and she told Mu Xiaocao the thoughts she had calculated in her heart just now.

"Poof" Mu Xiaocao directly covered her mouth and laughed, and after laughing, she said to Mu Xiu's puzzled eyes: "Are you stupid, you don't need to calculate the rent, and this person is not a machine, it all depends on the boss's family to grind soybean milk with a stone mill, and cook it, and make steamed buns and flatbreads, even if it starts preparing at six o'clock in the evening, it will take seven hours, it's one o'clock in the morning, and if you sleep for a while, you're going to come out to set up a stall, you heard him say more than 100 bowls a day, and you believe what the boss said?" What if workers don't go to work on Saturdays and Sundays, and children don't go to school? ”

"Also, can you guarantee that every worker will be able to eat out every morning? Eat 2 cents in the morning, 6 yuan a month, just now I looked at the yard behind the store, it seems that the proprietress should be with three children, so calculated, the boss family of five, this deducted rent, throw away food and clothing, there is not much. ”

Mu Xiaocao said that it was because Li Xingzhi's cousin once got a cool rice noodle stall, lost a lot of money, and came to the house to complain, so he knew that the business was not so good.

Mu Xiu had never done business before, so she didn't know about it, but she thought about the money she paid after calculating the work every year, and couldn't help but pout: "Sister, that's more money than farming." ”

Mu Xiaocao was speechless, yes, whether it is now or in the future, it is the hardest time to farm, that is, to be able to take care of food and drink, and it depends on whether God gives good weather.

"But isn't it true that farmers can't do business now?" Mu Xiaocao remembered that after her son went to elementary school, someone in the village went to the city to open a shop to do business, and she didn't know exactly when the policy of opening up was.

"That's right." Mu Xiu also remembered, with a disappointed look on her face, but soon her eyes lit up, and when the spicy soup was made next time, she would bring Sun Xingfu to taste it, and selling it early in the morning would definitely make more money than selling pickles alone.

Li Pandi is the first time to come to the county seat, everything is strange, look at the east, look at the west, Mu Xiaocao's eyes have never left her daughter, only afraid that she will be lost.

"Sister, otherwise you can have a good time with Brother Zhao, I'll go shopping, and when it's noon, let's meet here." Mu Xiu proposed.

Mu Xiaocao looked at her curious daughter, and felt guilty in her heart, and wanted to accompany her more, so she nodded, and did not forget to tell Mu Xiu: "You buy the things that your mother has confessed, and wait here early." ”

"Okay, sister, then I'll go first." Mu Xiu walked directly in the direction of the tailor shop, and soon arrived at the place, she put down the back basket, put some clothes and cloth in it, and then carried it into the shop.

"Sister Chunyu, I'm busy." Mu Xiu stepped over the doorrail and said hello to Zhai Chunyu, who was stepping on the sewing machine with his head down.

Zhai Chunyu heard the movement, raised his head, and when he saw that it was Mu Xiu, he showed a smile, and hurriedly stood up and said, "You little girl, why did you come." ”

"What's wrong, Sister Chunyu?"

"The white shirt and black pants you put here for consignment last time were sold, and some people wanted to buy them again, I tried to make a few pieces, I don't know why, they look the same, they are not as good as the ones you gave me." Qu Chunyu said this and glanced at Mu Xiu.