When Sun Maoyuan thought that he would fall apart with Song Qingyun, his heart was like being eaten by ants, which made him restless.

"Didn't she say anything about buying raw beef?"

Sun Zhe shook his head, with deep worry in his eyes, "Dad, do you think the secret recipe will be Song Qingyun's?" ”

"So what? We didn't steal or rob, when we sold the secret recipe, the shopkeeper in the shop was there, and she could still cover the sky with one hand and say it was white? ”

Around Sun Maoyuan's mouth is powerful, his heart is as bottomless as his son, he has done business all his life, but he does not rely on spoofing to establish prestige, Song Qingyun came to question, he must have thought that they took the secret recipe, and then found out the informant.

However, in Sun Maoyuan's view, it is her housework and has nothing to do with Sun Ji.

Out of the butcher shop, Song Qingyun was so angry that his face was pale and his mouth was dry, and the three of them found a tea stall and sat down.

"Madam, we won't be in the sauce beef business in the future?" After the tea came up, Cheng Jun waited for her to take the first sip to moisten her throat before asking cautiously.

"If I don't do it, I will never do any business with Sun Maoyuan in the future, and I can still make sauce pork, sauce donkey meat, sauce dog meat without sauce beef, ......

Dog meat? Cheng Jun thought of the little follower behind Doubao, the beast would only wag his tail and beg for mercy to the little young master of Doubao, in addition, he was gritting his teeth at everyone, and twice he saw Xiao Hei yelling at his wife, which was really annoying.

Seeing that the sun was getting higher and higher, and there were more and more pedestrians in the market, Cheng Jun was a little anxious.

"Madam, you and the girl in plain clothes will rest first, I will go to other shops to go around, chicken feet, elbows, pig's trotters and other things should be purchased as soon as possible, I am afraid that they will be leftovers for a while."

Song Qingyun drank the teacup, wiped his mouth and stood up and said, "Let's go, let's go together, from today on, Song Ji Sauce Meat Shop will not make sauce beef, I want to add new varieties, Cheng Jun, you can see clearly what kind of meat I want, and next time you will load the goods yourself." ”

She wants to make lo-mei. In the previous life, there was a braised meat shop next to the orphanage, the boss and his family were kind, and often made braised meat for the children in the orphanage for free, Song Qingyun was the eldest among the children, and he was embarrassed to eat other people's things for nothing, so he ran over to help, and learned the skills of the proprietress back and forth.

There is no beef, you can make duck meat, in addition to the flavor of the sauce, she also has to make red marinade, salt, pickled pepper, spicy, five-spice flavor, when the time comes, the Song Ji lo-mei will be made into the most popular shop in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the silver will naturally flow into her waist like flowing water.

From the south end of the market to the north end, and the east end to the west end, Song Qingyun, who was able to do things, quickly finalized the goods to buy.

Everyone knows that she is the boss of Song Ji, and now the Sun family has opened a sauce butcher shop diagonally opposite her, obviously to fight in the ring, these people are also happy to watch the excitement, and some of them have bad intentions and take the initiative to reduce the price, wanting to promote Song Ji to open the door as soon as possible.

All the meat was delivered, and the weather was getting hotter and hotter day by day, so Song Qingyun deliberately set up a room, which was full of ice cubes to keep the meat fresh.

The job posting was posted for several days, and the people in Liujia Village didn't want any of them except for Zhang and Zhang's lame wife Meng.

When the women and children in the nearby village heard about it, they hurriedly ran over to apply, and Qingyun sent Cheng Jun to find out their bottom clearly, and hired 20 people, and chose the 25th day of the third month of the lunar calendar to reopen the workshop.

The preservation of the brine, Song Qingyun only handed it over to her trusted mother Guo this time, and no one knew about the matching and use of spices.

Before making brine, Song Qingyun took plain clothes to buy spices in the market, and was followed for two whole streets.

It can be seen that the people in the entire Yuxian County who beat her idea are not only the Sun family.

In order to confuse the eyes of these people, she filled a cart full of spices that could be bought in the market and some vegetables and even herbs that could enhance the taste. Then she went back to make brine alone in the workshop, no one knew what seasonings she put in it, and those with bad intentions scolded her behind her back.

Braised chicken feet, ginger elbows, strange shredded chicken, braised duck, sauced duck intestines, pickled pepper phoenix feet, these braised vegetables were introduced, and the gluttony of Qingyuan Mansion was brought over, and a total of 500 catties of braised meat were made on the first day, and they were sold out in only two hours in two stores.

That night, when Qingyun counted the business money, he found that he had earned nearly two hundred taels of silver.

After reopening, she set the price of lo-mei very high. It turned out that a pound of sauce elbow sold for 500 Wen, and she could earn 200 Wen by removing the cost, and now she has turned the price three layers, probably because she misses her craftsmanship, although the people who came to buy complained, but the strange goods can live, and there are always local tyrants who are not bad at "spending a lot of money", so that the profits will also increase, and they will naturally make a lot of money.

"Madam, shopkeeper Li from Fumanlou came to visit." Guo's mother hurriedly came in, "Cheng Jun has already led people to the flower hall." ”

"What time is it?" Song Qingyun packed up the account book and silver tickets and locked them in the box, Guo's mother found a pale pink robe for her to wear, and said, "It's past the unitary time, I see that Shopkeeper Li is sweating profusely, I'm afraid there is something urgent." ”

Song Qingyun went to the flower hall, and at this time, Ah Fu had already served the tea, and when he heard footsteps outside, he cleverly opened the curtain for Qingyun.

"Shopkeeper Li, is there something wrong with coming so late?" Ignoring the greetings, Qingyun asked bluntly.

"Mrs. Song, your Song Ji has won a full house today, and the new lo-mei is very popular, and today Fumanlou sells thirty more jars of good wine than usual!"

"Rejoice and rejoice, it's not that Shopkeeper Li's wine is delicious, otherwise why wouldn't other people's wine sell quickly?"

Shopkeeper Li is very proud, if you want to talk about the whole Great Zhou, there is really no one who is better at making wine than his behind-the-scenes boss.

"Madam, the purpose of my visit is to order two thousand catties of lo-mei, which will be delivered in ten days, which is a deposit."

Saying that, Shopkeeper Li took out a stack of silver tickets from his arms, a total of five thousand taels, and Cheng Jun gasped.

Song Qingyun's face did not change and asked, "Why does Shopkeeper Li suddenly want so much?" ”

"It's not a secret, Fumanlou opened a branch in the capital, the master said that as long as Mrs. Song's meat shop opens, no matter what it is, it will be sent to the capital with 2,000 catties, it is said that many dignitaries and nobles in the capital privately inquire how to buy Song Ji sauce meat!"

Song Qingyun felt confused, Steward Cheng just went to the south to develop the market, but unfortunately his ambition was not rewarded, and the merchants who had been contacted before were also cut off.

Now that such a large order has suddenly appeared, her butcher shop is enough to spend if it does not open for half a year.

Who did the propaganda for her in the capital?

After a little thought, Song Qingyun came to the conclusion that it was King Jing, and only he would think about Qingyun, so in this way, wouldn't the behind-the-scenes boss of Fumanlou be King Jing?

Song Qingyun couldn't hold back the excitement in her heart, and asked Ah Fu to call Su Yi.

Su Yi nodded, "Fumanlou is indeed an industry under the name of the prince, and as far as I know, a total of twenty-eight rooms were opened on Monday. ”

Shopkeeper Li was very excited, this time Mu Qingao came to Yu County, he vaguely realized that Fumanlou was afraid that it was inseparable from King Jing's Mansion, and it was no wonder that he had to order two thousand catties of goods from Song Ji sauce meat, all of which was arranged by King Jing behind the scenes, and it seemed that he was the most correct choice he made in his life when he became good friends with Song Qingyun.