114 Thoughts are like springs

When the family said that it was delicious, Mo Ziyun felt that it was no problem to set up a small stall to earn a little money, but after Yu Silian's words, she instantly felt that she didn't have to set up a small stall to sell, and she could also cooperate with the major restaurants in the county, but the premise was that the restaurant had to know first and recognize the luncheon meat. After thinking about it for a while, I still think that I should set up a small stall first and promote luncheon meat first.

After returning from Han's house, the time to teach the village baby is almost up, and there is still a little time left to change the homework assigned in the second half of yesterday to a few people. When it comes to class, I still collect the homework assigned in the first half of the day, and then send the corrected homework to several people, and start to comment on the homework to review, and focus on explaining the questions that several people made mistakes in the homework, and emphasize the incomplete questions again and again, so as to ensure that everyone can understand what she teaches.

After the homework review, he began to talk about the new course, and after class, he assigned some homework, and after the assignment, he said: "Ladies and gentlemen, go back and discuss with your parents at home, if the conditions allow, you can buy a piece of ink and an inkstone at home, which is convenient for you to write and practice, if it is not convenient to buy it for the time being, it doesn't matter, you still use charcoal." If she can, she still hopes that they can write beautiful and good characters, and if it is possible to participate in the imperial examination in the future, they will not be affected by words.

Participate in the imperial examination! This is probably an unattainable dream for the people in the village!

Looking at the babies in front of him, no one wore a shirt that was patched, and it was rare to have a new dress to wear all year round, even if it was Li Dagang's family, the whole family spoiled him, and he was still wearing a shirt with patches.

Think about it again, if you don't teach them for free, they won't come to me to learn to read and write, and they don't even have the money to send them to the school to study, how can they have the ability to take a road that they are not capable of? Don't send it to the school, teach it for free, there are only six people in a huge village, although some of them don't trust themselves, but there must be parents who want their babies to help the family do things, one more labor, and the family has a lot of income.

In the final analysis, it's all because of poverty, and you still have to be rich. At best, if one of them had excellent grades and could follow the path of studying to the top of the pyramid of this world, it would be a pity that they had to stop because they had no money! As a teacher, I naturally can't see such a thing happen.

After Mo Ziyun waved her hand to let a few people go back, she began to think about making money! After figuring out the method he was using now, copying books was the first to be ruled out. Then there is the collection of medicine, although the collection of medicine can earn some, but the whole village is out to collect medicine, the medicine on the mountain is limited, even if you go farther, the collection of medicine is not a stable income.

After excluding the first two, I thought of luncheon meat, and it is certainly not realistic for everyone in the village to sell luncheon meat, the county is so big, and two or three people can still make money by selling it, but if there are more, I am afraid that they will not be able to earn it.

Unless, luncheon meat can be supplied to major restaurants, not only in the county where you are located, but also in the next county, and even in the major restaurants in the capital, you can use luncheon meat, and then you are afraid that you will not be able to make a village rich? Not only luncheon meat, but also the industry that red lotus flour can drive, just red vetch flour can make the meat tender and make restaurants scramble, who doesn't want their fried meat to be more tender and refreshing? Modern restaurants are indispensable, not to mention the ancient material scarcity, not only restaurants, but also those who have a little money, who does not pay attention to eating and drinking, can eat delicious, who is willing to eat bad taste?

And the red vermicelli can also be made into red vermicelli, which can be fried or stewed. Thinking of the practice of red lotus vermicelli, Mo Ziyun couldn't help but swallow her saliva, and wanted to eat a hot, sour and delicious fat intestine hot and sour noodles now.

After thinking about it, Mo Ziyun felt that her food stall could also add the dish of hot and sour noodles, and so on, not only hot and sour noodles, but also red lotus noodles, thinking that red lotus noodles can derive a lot of food, she laughed unconsciously, red lotus is really a good thing.

With a good idea, Mo Ziyun felt that when she ate luncheon meat at night, it tasted more delicious than when she ate it at noon. After eating another piece, Mo Ziyun said, "Grandma, luncheon meat is so delicious, why don't we go to the county town and set up a food stall to sell luncheon meat!"

Song Nanzhi had never thought about doing business, and when he was suddenly said, Song Nanzhi was stunned for a moment, and then said, "How can doing business be so simple

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Mo Ziyun tilted her head and said, "Is it more difficult than farming?"

Song Nanzhi replied, "That's not it, we've never done business before, and we don't know how to do it?"

Mo Ziyun said again: "This is simple, let's go to the county tomorrow, find a place to set up a stall first, buy more meat back, make more luncheon meat, let's take it to the county and buy it a few times to understand."

Not only Song Nanzhi was very hesitant, but even Mo Tingyu didn't settle down immediately, and said, "This meat is not a cheap thing, if we put it aside, we may not be able to get a little meat in a month, if we take it to the county and sell it, what if no one buys it?"

Mo Ziyun didn't feel that these were problems at all, there are poor people in the world, but there are also rich people, not to mention that luncheon meat is not a very valuable thing, as long as the price is reasonable and fair, there is no worry about not being able to sell it, and then said: "Grandpa, although the people in our village rarely eat meat, but the rich people in the county have to eat meat every day, otherwise how can Fan Duoduo's father sell meat?"

After talking about the butcher shop, he said mysteriously: "Moreover, there is more than one pound of luncheon meat made from one pound of meat, even if we sell it cheaper, we won't lose money."

At this time, Murong Qingyuan said, "Grandparents, why don't we try it first, sell less first, if we really can't sell it, take it back and eat it, we have a lot of people, and we are not afraid of not being able to finish eating."

Mo Ziyun followed Murong Qingyuan's words closely, "Brother Qingyuan is right, we will take it back and eat it if we can't sell it out, but I believe we will definitely be able to sell it." Taste it first, think it's delicious and then sell it, and when you sell it, you can also have a big opening discount...... In short, with those modern promotional methods, it will definitely not be sold.

Listening to try it first, Mo Tingyu was the first to be tempted, but he thought that the work in the field and the family fell on the old woman, and if he did business again, he would be even busier, "But our family is your grandmother, I'm afraid we can't take care of it!"

Murong Qingyuan said again: "Grandpa, don't worry, grandma only helps to make luncheon meat, we go to the county to sell it, I will also calculate the account, I will definitely not lose, and there is Uncle Han, and Doctor Liu, Uncle Xie is in the county, and I am not afraid that someone will come to bully us."

Song Nanzhi immediately shook his head and disagreed, "What's the matter, you are all little babies!"

Murong Qingyuan said again: "Grandma, you forgot, I used to live in the county, and I am very familiar with the county."

Song Nanzhi was not reassured by his words, "How can it be the same."

In order to be able to get out of the stall, Mo Aster also tried her best, "Let's try it first, we don't need to prepare a lot, prepare five catties of meat first, and come back if you can't sell it." As for the stall, there is nothing more difficult, a back basket, plus a bamboo dustpan on the back basket as a tabletop, and then a plate and a bowl on the table, the bowl is filled with some small pieces of luncheon meat, and then a handful of bamboo skewers are cut to let people taste the taste, and when you taste good, you can buy the meat on the plate, and the business will not be done?

When Song Nanzhi heard about five catties of meat, he was reluctant to eat again, and five catties of meat could not cost more than 100 yuan! If you can't sell it, your family won't be able to eat it all! "Isn't it too much?"

Mo Ziyun saw that she was entangled in how much she had changed, and decisively reduced it by one catty, "Then four catties of meat, it can't be less, no matter how little, it will be gone before it starts to sell!"

Song Nanzhi was stunned when he heard this, why did he seem to have decided to go to the county to set up a stall to sell? Turning his head to look at Mo Tingyu, what did he mean?

Mo Ziyun also looked at Mo Tingyu, and used a coquettish method that should be used in every way, "Grandpa, I'm going, let's try it first!"

Mo Tingyu immediately disarmed and surrendered, "This time is not too busy, you just do a little less to try, in case it happens, our family will also have one more income, if it doesn't work, it's nothing, there are so many babies in the family, I'm afraid that I won't be able to eat a few catties of meat."

Mo Ziyun immediately turned her head to look at Song Nanzhi again, and shouted with the same coquettishness, "Grandma!"

Song Nanzhi had no choice but to respond, "Okay, let's try it first."

Mo Ziyun went one step further, "Then tomorrow morning, we will go to the county to buy meat and come back, and we will buy four catties of meat first."

Song Nanzhi said angrily, "You are the most anxious."

Mo Ziyun said stupidly, "Grandpa doesn't often say strike while the iron is hot!"

The two of them were dumbfounded, and the two of them would feel the same

Li Youcai and the others came to the house last night and said yes, after reading the book, they should talk better than them, not only can they speak, but they also speak more slippery, anyway, they can't say it. What they have already agreed to is the same as doing it early and late, "Tomorrow, if there is nothing to do, I will do this first, so that they don't think about it every day."

Song Nanzhi also followed: "Yes, yes, yes, I'll go to the county tomorrow to buy meat and come back!"

Mo Ziyun smiled even brighter, "Yes, grandma is the best, grandpa is the best!"

In order to make luncheon meat tomorrow, this night, everyone is preparing for tomorrow, when Song Nanzhi was washing the dishes, Mo Li and Li Linsong washed the red lotus, Murong Qingyuan cut the washed red lotus into small pieces, Mo Ziyun and Mo Tingyu were not idle, Mo Ziyun was playing with Li Linyu, and Mo Tingyu was sitting on a chair and sharpening the bamboo sticks to be used tomorrow.

Waiting for Song Nanzhi to wash the dishes and chopsticks, and after feeding the pigs, he took the knife in Murong Qingyuan's hand and cut it red, while Murong Qingyuan held a lamp in his hand and pulled Li Linsong on, "Let's go grind the powder, otherwise I'm afraid it will be too late tomorrow."

The strength of the large number of people is large, and the amount is not large, and in less than an hour or so, a few people grind out the flour that will be used tomorrow.

Early the next morning, Song Nanzhi got up and cleaned up, explained that Mo Li cooked the rice and put a basket on his back and walked towards the county seat.

The county seat is not far away, Song Nanzhi didn't go to other houses to buy meat, but still went to the meat stall he often went to buy meat, and the owner of the meat stall saw Song Nanzhi coming, and immediately greeted with a smile: "Why is my aunt here so early today?"

Song Nanzhi also greeted him with a smile, "There will be other things in a while, so I will come early, how can I sell this meat today?"

The owner of the butcher stall smiled, "Open a business, you are an old customer again, I will definitely give you a cheaper, old sister-in-law, let's see which piece you want first?"

After Song Nanzhi picked and chosen, he pointed to a piece of meat that was seven points thin and three points fat and asked, "How did you sell this piece?"

The butcher stall owner said, "This piece of meat is even a pound of eighteen cents for my aunt." After speaking, he added: "If my aunt sells too much, I will send another big bone to my aunt to make soup and drink."

Song Nanzhi looked at the clean bones, and thought about the price, "If you are cheaper, I will buy more."

The owner of the butcher stall said with a smile, "If I can have less, I will definitely not let some aunts go."

Song Nanzhi has been buying meat a lot during this time, and he is also very clear about the price of meat, knowing that the meat at this point is incomparable in the second half of the morning, so he won't talk to him more, "Cut me four catties, but you have to add bones to me."

The butcher stall owner replied with a smile: "Don't worry, auntie, I will definitely add it to you."

After the meat was bought, it was put into the back basket on the back, and I went to the grocery store to buy some salt and soy sauce, and it cost more than 100 yuan, Song Nanzhi was distressed, and when I used it less, I could bring a bag of candy or something back to the baby at home to taste, and now I just want to go back earlier. z.br>

It was not far away, and it only took more than half an hour to go back and forth, and when I got home, Mo Li only cooked the meal for a while, and when I saw Song Nanzhi coming back, except for Mo Tingyu, who couldn't walk, all the babies in the family rushed to Song Nanzhi's side with excitement, "Grandma is back!" "Grandma, can you buy it?"

Don't say that the babies are excited, even Mo Tingyu is looking forward to it.