She then pointed to the stick figure with a branch as she explained.

"Our braised pork can not only marinate chicken, duck and pork, but also marinate pig's head, pig's trotters, pork belly, pig's large intestine, as for pig heart, pig liver, pig lung, etc., we can keep it for ourselves."

While speaking, Liu Qingyue crossed out the stick figure of the pig's head and pig's trotters, leaving only the round pig body.

Liu Qingyue's palm moved slightly, and the branch circled out the part of the pig's belly.

"I know the owner of the pilgrims, we marinate a large part of the pork ourselves, and the extra part can be sold to them along with lard and pork ribs. As for the pig's blood, I will make it into blood tofu and sell it at the stall when I go back. ”

"The price of braised pork is not low, and now everyone eats it fresh, so we can sell it for a few days in a row. After a few days, the heat will go down, and we will marinate it once every three or four days, which will not waste the pork, but also ensure our sales while keeping it fresh. ”

"In this way, it is very cost-effective for us to buy a live pig in three or four days, which can not only ensure that the variety of braised meat is complete, but also reduce our costs."

Everyone nodded their heads.

They don't have a business acumen, and they don't have any advice at all.

At this time, Liu Qingyue said everything thoroughly, and her worries were solved, so there was no reason to disagree.

It's just that Song Linghua is still a little reluctant: "Qingyue, our braised meat is so popular, will it be too long to marinate it once in three or four days." ”

Liu Qingyue shook her head and patiently explained.

"Aunt Linghua, our braised meat is expensive, and it is good for ordinary people to buy a little to satisfy their hunger for ten days and half a month, but it is difficult to sell it every day. Another point, if we sell it every day, everyone will feel that braised pork can be bought at any time, whether you buy it today or not, and there will be it tomorrow anyway. But it's different if we don't buy it once every three or four days, and it will take a few days to buy it next time, and there are more people who buy it, and it's a problem whether to grab it or not. ”

Song Linghua nodded, although she still felt that she might make less money by doing so, but she didn't ask any more questions.

Anyway, we don't sell braised pork, as well as finger cakes and bone broth.

Qingyue also said what to do blood tofu and vermicelli soup.

With so many kinds of snacks, as long as they work hard, they will definitely be able to sell more money and make the life of the family better and better.

In fact, Liu Qingyue did this to adjust the relationship between supply and demand.

They sell braised meat every day, that is, the supply exceeds demand, and they occupy a disadvantageous position.

On the other hand, selling once every three or four days is a means of starvation marketing.

After deciding the matter of buying pigs, Liu Qingyue watched Li Su'e and Song Linghua make braised pork again, and after making sure that she completely let go, the business of braised meat and finger cakes would not be delayed, so she happily decided to withdraw out.

She still has a lot of things she wants to do, and she can't be stumped by this one thing all the time.

Li Su'e extinguished the fire in the stove and straightened her waist: "Okay, let's put it aside and simmer, let's sleep first, and then get out of the pot tomorrow morning." ”

Song Linghua was also smiling, looking at the cauldron, softer than looking at her own children.

These are all money, hope, and a good day for their family!

The three of them just wanted to disperse and go back to the house, when Lin Jiaolian's pretended cordial and refreshing greeting suddenly came from the gate: "Ouch, sister-in-law and sister-in-law Linghua braised pork, this craft is really good, it makes people drool when they smell it." ”

Li Su'e paused, and when she saw Liu Qingyue as if she hadn't heard it, she followed her straight to the hut.

Li Su'e's mother and daughter can go, but Song Linghua can't.

This is her home, and she is a guest at the door.

She could only stop, smile and turn her head to look in the direction of the gate.