Chapter 47: Selling Recipes
"You... Why don't you... Don't go to eat? "It's a beautiful topic, and there's no trace of it. Chun Tao silently praised herself.
"Waiting for you." Zhou Kuiruo said casually, which made Chun Tao feel a little strange in his heart, and hurriedly sped up the speed in his hand.
After dinner, Chun Tao prepared everything that should be prepared and went back to the room.
The two of them had another small meeting in the house. Recently, the two of them have begun to talk to each other, but most of them are because of business matters, and Chun Tao's nervousness in front of Zhou Kuiruo has decreased a lot.
"Is the donkey that March led by their family?" Zhou Kuiruo kept writing something in his hand.
"It's not... Be... It's borrowed. ”
Zhou Kuiruo frowned and put down the pen in his hand. "Borrowed?" I originally wanted to be able to rent it from the March family, but I didn't expect the donkey to be theirs, so what should I do?
"Hmm!" Chun Tao nodded weakly, not understanding why he frowned.
"With so many things to and from the county, you must need a means of transportation. Whether it was rented or bought, it required silver. ”
"Hmmm! Can... But we... Not... Not that much money. Chun Tao also knows that money is what is most needed to start a business, not creativity.
Creativity, yes! I know so many modern dishes, why not cooperate with restaurants, don't sell them, and get a dividend! My brain is really, why did I think of it now!
"I... I think of... One does... Way. ”
Zhou Kuiruo looked up at Chun Tao and motioned for her to continue.
"I... I know... Very... Lots of recipes. ”
"What if you know? We don't have that much silver, so we go into business. ”
"It's not... I... We sell... Be... It's for others to sell. I... We sell... Sell it. ”
"Method? You have some strange methods, but are you sure you can sell them? ”
"The way is... Be... It's a good idea, too... I will definitely be able to... I can sell it. But... But I won't... Won't talk, also... It's up to you. ”
Chun Tao is confident in the variety of modern recipes, but she has no hope for her own sales ability.
"What do you mean... Let me talk? Zhou Kuiruo's expression was a little strange, and Chun Tao kept rubbing his left thumb, anxiously thinking about how to convince him.
"I... I know... You... You're a reader... Disdain... Disdain this... I..."
Zhou Kuiruo was upset, couldn't stand Chun Tao's stumbling speech, and directly interrupted her. "That's it! Don't talk about it, I think about it. ”
Come on, it's a big deal. Seeing that he kept rubbing his forehead, Chun Tao knew that he was not in a good mood, so he immediately walked to the bed, covered the quilt, and stayed away from the center of anger. "Good!"
Chun Tao covered her head with a quilt, and after hearing the sound of rustling for a while, she quietly poked her head out and looked at the dark room. I knew that I should have been careful with my wording, and now it's okay. Forget it, let's talk about it tomorrow! Sleep first!
In the morning, when Chun Tao was preparing food in the stove room, Zhou Kuiruo didn't get up to help, and it seemed that he was still angry with last night.
However, the new stove can already be used, even if only Chun Tao can be busy.
Aunt Zhou didn't see Zhou Kuiruo in the stove room when she got up, which was a little strange. "Why didn't Quier come to help today?"
"That's... That one... It's not that there is... There's a new stove... So... Alone to come... Make it. Chun Tao finally reacted quickly.
"That's fine, so that Quie can rest more." In fact, Aunt Zhou has some opinions about Zhou Kuiruo getting up early to help, but after Zhou Kuiruo communicated with her, she never met in front of Chun Tao.
Now that Zhou Kui can no longer enter the stove room, Aunt Zhou is happy from the bottom of her heart.
It seems that no matter how gentle Aunt Zhou is, she still minds that her son has been helping her daughter-in-law! Chun Tao looked at the obvious smile on Aunt Zhou's face, and couldn't help but sigh at the relationship between her mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.
"Chun Tao, are you alright?" March drove the donkey cart to the door of Zhou's house.
Chun Tao had just finished eating, and when she heard March's voice, she immediately put down the bowl and swallowed the rice in her mouth. "I... I'm out of the house. ”
"Let's do it together!" Zhou Kuiruo also put down the bowl and stood up.
Chun Tao was stunned for a while, nodded slowly, and went into the stove room to move things.
"Zhou Gongzi is going to go today!" March sat in the car and saw Zhou Kuiruo also moving things, and glanced at Chun Tao.
What do you want me to do? It's strange whether he wants to go or not, and it's not for me to decide. Chun Tao ignored March's eyes and went back to continue moving things.
After delivering the people to their destination in March, they left in a hurry. Before Chun Tao could say anything about asking her to help buy fritters, the person had already disappeared.
It seems that I can only buy it myself. Zhou Kuiruo brought a cage today, he should have set up his own stall, and he won't help anymore.
"You... You look... I'll go... Go buy churros. Chun Tao put things in place and explained them to September and October.
"You're still watching here! I'm going to buy it. ”
Yes! He, what does he mean by that! Aren't you angry?
"What a daze, give me the money!" Zhou Kuiruo's money was spent last time to buy fritters, and he didn't set up a stall recently, so he didn't have any extra money on his body, so he had to reach out to Chun Tao to ask for money.
"Well... Good. Chun Tao was still thinking about his thoughts, and handed him the purse in a daze, and at the same time noticed his awkward expression.
Zhou Kuiruo took enough money, stuffed the purse into Chun Tao's hand and said, "Don't be in a daze, look at things carefully." ”
"Oh!" Chun Tao responded, but still couldn't react, staring at his back for a long time.
"Sister Chuntao, Brother Zhou has gone away."
"Oh!"
"Sister Chun Tao, shame face." Chun Tao heard October's playful laughter, and only then did she completely come back to her senses.
Come on, I was laughed at by the kids. Chun Tao pursed her lips, sat on the chair, and said with a straight face: "Put yesterday... Yesterday taught... The word, and then write it. ”
September stuck out his tongue and made a face at his sister, which made October laugh, and Chun Tao's face was even worse. "Quick... Write quickly. ”
It's not a bazaar today, so there aren't many people on the street, and even if the spring peach is listed with a discount of half the price for the top 10 people, there are very few people who come to patronize.
"Sister Chuntao, can you sell it out today?"
"Yes!" Chun Tao knew that there might not be many people today, so there was a lot less food to prepare. When he was worried in October, Zhou Kuiruo came back with fritters.
"Have you thought of those recipes?" Zhou Kuiruo asked while putting fritters.
Menu? Is that what I said last night? Did he agree? Why did you suddenly agree again? "You... Do you agree? Chun Tao's eyes widened, frowning slightly, unable to believe it.
"Hmm!" Zhou Kuiruo still seemed to have a grudge, but responded succinctly.
How reluctant is his attitude! Whatever! Anyway, he just agreed, and I didn't force him.
"Why don't you answer?" Zhou Kuiruo put down the fritters and stood up and faced Chun Tao.
It's too close. Chun Tao quietly moved back. "Back... What answer? ”
"Recipes." Zhou Kuiruo noticed Chun Tao's movements, and his tone was a little impatient.
"I want to... Think about it. ”
"Are you going to do it yourself, or are you going to write it down?"
If you do it yourself, you have to explain it. "Write!"
Zhou Kuiruo crossed the spring peach and walked to the back.