Chapter 82: Centrifugation (1)
Xiao A and Xiao B looked at each other, and Xiao A boldly replied: "Aren't you selling as long as you are willing to buy it?" β
Liu Zhi patiently explained: "Feng's cakes are sold for five cents each, which is already a relatively expensive dim sum, so you have to sell it to those merchants, not to those shipwrights." β
Feng Jiaojiao said quickly: "To put it simply, if you see someone wearing a long shirt, you will introduce it, and if you wear a short shirt, you don't need to pay attention to it, right?" β
"It's not quite, in short, merchants have money and are willing to try new things, so it's more time-saving and labor-saving to find them." Facing everyone's eyes that suddenly realized and admired themselves after pondering, Liu Zhi couldn't say that she liked to go to the dock since Li Chun left, looking at different types of ships with different markings, imagining where he would be, and slowly she had a little understanding of the situation at the dock.
In the morning, there were fifty of them in one furnace, and one person divided half of them. Xiao A and Xiao B came back with their front and back feet, so smoothly that they couldn't believe it: Twenty-five dollars were earned like this? Not an hour.
Those merchants really like to try new things, this cake is well done, it looks clean and exquisite, not to mention the filling, just look at the skin to know that the flour is used well, and they don't care about paying five dollars to taste a new one. After trying it, I think it's very cost-effective, full of fillings, enough oil and water, two people with a small appetite can also share one, and the two with a larger belly will have a feeling of fullness, and then make a pot of tea, so a comfortable and full morning.
When Xiao A and Xiao B turned around, there were still many people who stopped them and ordered them to send them tomorrow morning, and a little count counted that the two of them had already ordered about 20 tomorrow morning.
The remaining fifty of Man Xianglou were sold slowly, and they were sold out in the evening.
Feng Jiaojiao asked the willow branch to make summer cakes. Liu Zhi said: "Where is it so easy, lotus leaves are only used to wrap things, and lotus leaves cannot be used as stuffing." β
However, the golden basket of rose sauce stuffing, loquat sauce and bayberry sauce stuffing is more suitable for summer taste, plus the hype, it is no longer enough to sell once every five days, and now it is sold once every three days. Liu Zhi and Master He pondered together to make the Fangzi cake of the golden basket into a dough crust instead of puff pastry, and a lot of lard was necessary to make the puff pastry well, but the daughters were not short of oil and water, and they were tired of it when it was hot. Willow also wanted to try to see if it could be made into three or four layers with jam.
Nowadays, among the girls in Huashi County, it seems that they are not really beautiful if they don't have a golden basket, but the average person can only look at the basket and sigh. Wicker sat under Li's knee and told Li like a joke, and he heard Li chanting Buddha, and he repeatedly looked at what a rare thing this poem was. However, Boss Feng's net worth is thriving, and it is said that the clothes and jewelry brought to Feng Jiaojiao from the state capital are all carried off the carriage one by one.
Yang Xiuxiu accompanied the Li family while doing needlework and chatting, Yang Xiuxiu said: "Aunt Liu, you don't need to buy that golden basket sister, right?" Xiaozhi just took a few baskets from Manxianglou to his sister. β
"Alas, how can it, as the saying goes, brothers settle accounts" Li sighed "Zhi'er has a strong personality, and she doesn't bring her classmates to her home, so that Xiao Qi'er is so shameless." β
"Xiaozhi and Feng Jiaojiao had such a good time, Feng Jiaojiao didn't send some cakes to her aunt's house to eat. It's really what my mother said: the richer you are, the more stingy you are. β
In fact, everyone knows that Liu Zhi is not just as simple as "talking to Jiaojiao about the recipe", but she doesn't admit that she can't force her, as if the family covets her or something.
Li got up: "However, there is still some food at home." Zhi'er always brought back some scattered pieces every once in a while, saying that they were roasted and could not be sold, but it was still okay for their own families to eat. "Li brought a plate of cakes, and sure enough, they were all Feng cakes, with large spring cakes filled with shepherd's cabbage, and small fangzi cakes filled with roses. The smaller the cake, the more difficult it is to make, some of the skin is too cracked, some of the burnt color is uneven, and some of the shape is not good, these are picked out and eaten under the stove.
Yang Xiuxiu chewed the rose filling, full of sweetness and endless aftertaste, so she coquettishly said to Li: "Good aunt, this cake is really delicious, you and your sister are blessed." Would you like to reward me with the rest? I took it back to let my mother taste this rare goods, last year my aunt gave me Feng cakes, my father and mother are grateful to this day. β
"Ah, what are you talking about, you kid? These are all spoiled cakes, even if you take them and eat them, don't tell your mother that they are for them, where can they be used as gifts? β
Two days later, Yang Xiuxiu was full of laughter: "Auntie, my mother asked me to thank you, the cake tastes good." If it's not for my aunt, I can't taste it at home. β
"You kid is too outward," Li sneered. To be honest, Feng Cake is more expensive than ordinary dim sum, and if Wicker takes fifty yuan to buy four pieces of dim sum to eat, it will be too loser.
"Good auntie, can you please help buy a golden basket? It was given to my brother and master, who had a daughter who was crying at home all these days for this golden basket. Yang Xiuxiu said as she took out her purse, "My mother wants me to give my aunt money first-"
Before the purse was taken out, it was stopped by the Li family: "It's too much to talk about money, not to mention it's my brother's business." Auntie helped you buy it, didn't the little girl just have that poetry sign, you asked your mother to wait at home. β
Liu Zhi listened to Li's words, and his good-looking eyebrows wrinkled: "Did Yang Xiuxiu give money?" β
"Why do you care about your own people like this?" To be honest, the Li family definitely can't accept Yang Xiuxiu's money, and she doesn't plan to pay for it herself, could it be that Feng Jiaojiao won't give her a basket if she gets so many benefits from willow branches-as long as willow branches speak.
But this girl in her own family obviously didn't plan to speak. "You know that your mother-in-law's family is in difficultyβ" "What kind of snacks do you eat when you are in difficulty?" If you want to eat dim sum, there are cheap ones, why don't you want to eat good food if you don't have money? Liu Zhi said unceremoniously, "Don't say anything, mother-in-law, mother-in-law, don't give people goosebumps." β
Li Shi was angry: "Why are you so snarky? Are you complaining that your father and mother didn't promise you to a rich family? You don't respect your future husband at all, you don't be filial to your in-laws, how do you plan to live in the future! β
I didn't plan to talk to his family at all - of course Liu Zhi wouldn't say this, and the two of them broke up unhappily. Wicker came back from school and listened to his mother's complaints, so he went to find his sister. Willow Branch was cleaning up in the kitchen and preparing to make dinner, when she saw Wicker with a small bun face, she looked very cute, and was about to ask her what she wanted to eat, when she heard her sister say, "Sister, what are you doing with your mother." β
Wicker took out his small purse: "Sister, I saved a lot of money for snacks, you can take it to buy a gold basket and come back, don't make my mother unhappy." β
"Little girl, it's not about money. It's because I don't like Yang Xiuxiu, and I don't like their family. Willow put down what she was holding and decided to make it clear to her sister.
"But-" Wicker had never heard a girl say that she didn't like anyone so bluntly, and was surprised, "You are married to Sister Xiuxiu's family." β
Liu Zhi ignored her later sentence and only asked her: "Where is your begonia hairpin?" Where's your agate ring? Where's your butterfly play? You go to the room and rummage through it yourself, how much do you have left? β
"But, but Sister Xiuxiu said that she would pay me back." The wicker voice is small. Yes, there were butterflies that had lost their wings, had broken holes in their veils, and there were other gadgets that she didn't remember. "Sister, why are you so stingy, being a friend is not such a care, of course those who have money in the family should take care of the one who has no money; Sister Jiaojiao doesn't always send things to you. The little girl was a little embarrassed, and tried to make out the difference.