Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Shop Opened

The round thing has passed, and it has also reached the fifth day of the new year.

Song Shu said a day earlier that she was going to open today, and Qin Lai also came here early in the morning.

Two carriages, neatly stacked with pickle jars.

Although it was covered, the taste of pickles still floated out, and Qin Lai couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"Little lady, it's all loaded, let's set off?"

Song Shu nodded, turned around and said to Yan: "Mother, let's go first, let's come back tonight, I made food and put it in the pot, you can heat it up when the time comes." ”

"Okay, it's really hard for you kid to do so much and do this."

Song Shu smiled, made sure she hadn't forgotten anything, and got into the carriage.

Riding the dust, Yan Qing sighed.

"Will Auntie come back in the evening?" He wanted to eat his aunt's cooking.

Yan didn't know what he was thinking, and knocked on his brain: "Okay, go back to the house and study, if the uncle knows that you don't study, you will be disciplined again." ”

Yan Qing pursed his lips, so he could only accept his fate, and went back to the house to follow Yin Yin to study.

Along the way, Song Shu inquired with Qin Lai.

"There are pickles in town, so what are their prices?"

Qin Lai said with a smile: "It's usually ten yuan a catty, after all, pickles can be made at home, and those who have always bought these are too lazy to get them, so the price can't go up." ”

Song Shu is also clear about this.

She had long thought that if the price couldn't go up, then she could only rely on taste.

Since others sell Shiwen, then her taste should be more expensive, and others will definitely be curious why she can sell it at a high price.

Song Shu thought for a while: "How many shops are there in the town?" ”

"Three, but they don't have many pickles, and they don't have the same taste as the little lady."

Now Song Shu was completely relieved.

She dared to guarantee that Mo said that it was the whole town, even if she arrived in the capital, her pickles were the best!

"Let's go, Brother Qin! Let's hurry, I can't wait to get rich. ”

Seeing Song Shu like this, Qin Lai smiled and raised the whip in his hand.

The carriage drove away, and arrived at the door of his shop in half an hour, looking at the neat and clean door, Song Shu crossed his waist.

"That's where I started!"

People are already moving.

Song Shu walked into the shop, the counter in front of her was clean and tidy, and at a glance, she knew that Qin Lai must have been cleaned up.

"Brother Qin, it's really hard for you."

Qin Lai scratched his head and smiled: "Where is the little lady, if she takes your money, if she doesn't do anything, wouldn't it be a waste of food?" Although I am a rough person, I do not do anything that violates my conscience. ”

Where would Song Shu not know this.

After all, Pei Xuan already has a secret, which can make Pei Xuan trust, which shows that this person is naturally reliable.

If you can't understand any of this, you're a real fool.

"By the way, are the firecrackers ready?"

The opening of the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, along with the welcome to the God of Wealth, although Song Shu doesn't believe in that, but he cares about money.

You can not believe in anything else, but the God of Wealth must.

Qin Lai let people shake off the firecrackers: "Don't worry, it's all ready, it's auspicious time soon, little lady, are you coming?" ”

Song Shu is naturally coming, after all, she hasn't played yet.

However, what about Pei Xuan?

Since arriving in the town, Pei Xuan seems to be missing, and Song Shu has been looking for him for a long time, but he can't be seen at this time.

"Brother Qin, have you seen my father-in-law?"

"Huh? Fang just looked at the son and seemed to be going to the side, what? They haven't come back yet. ”

Qin Lai was a little weak-hearted, and his voice improved a lot.

Now Song Shu also understands, a person like Pei Xuan, he has his own things to do from beginning to end, it's all this hour, don't wait for him.

"Come on, Brother Qin is here to shoot something!"

Seeing that Song Shu had changed the topic by herself, Qin Lai was busy bringing incense and handed it to Song Shu: "Little lady, come here." ”

Flaming firecrackers hung right in the doorway.

Song Shu carefully pinched the incense and leaned over, and with two clicks of the lead, she immediately dodged it.

The crackling firecrackers exploded, and it was lively, attracting a lot of people to stop and watch.

This shop has been empty for a long time, is this opening again today?

Dozens of firecrackers stopped.

Song Shu stood at the door with a smile: "Ladies and gentlemen, today my Jimei pickles are open, three days before the opening, anyone who buys pickles, buy a catty and get half a catty, you can come if you want!" Our Jimei pickles are absolutely top-notch in taste! You can come in and have a look. ”

Pickles? Buy a pound and get half a pound free?

For people who watch the excitement, they like to take advantage of it the most, and besides, pickles, can they make any flowers?

Curiosity drove many people to enter the door.

Seeing this, Song Shu smiled and said, "Come on!" Entertain the guests! ”

"Jimei opened, and I bought a pound and gave half a pound for the first three days! You have never eaten the pickles, I guarantee that you will not regret eating them! ”

Song Shu had already agreed with the job.

She has just opened, and not many people know about it, and she needs someone to shout outside, otherwise, someone will come somewhere.

Thanks to this little fellow, more people came through the door.

It was only when they came in that they noticed the difference.

The taste in the pickle shop is different from the pickles they used to eat, and it has a sweet and umami taste.

Moreover, there is a place in the shop to taste the food. I was afraid that it would be too salty to taste, so I also prepared water to rinse my mouth.

With these services alone, Song Shu feels that she has surpassed most shops.

In the future, Mo said that she will continue to open a pickle shop, even if she does something else, her service is definitely the best in this Fenghe Town.

"Yo, what is this, why have I never seen it before?"

Yellow pickles, looking brightly colored, but for the aspect of eating, these people are still a little cautious.

Song Shu stood behind the counter and said, "This is a snail, crispy and delicious, and slightly spicy, very good for rice." ”

These people looked at the circles of threads.

It's really like a snail, but no one dares to try it.

Seeing this, Song Shu pinched a piece and put it in her mouth, which was slightly spicy and refreshing, which was her favorite.

"You see, I eat it myself, you can try it too?"

The man hesitated, pinching the small piece and not knowing whether to put it in his mouth, but he still couldn't hold back because the slightly pungent taste was really tempting.

As soon as he entered, the man's eyes lit up.

"Hmm! It's a little sour and spicy, but it's very refreshing! ”

Song Shu smiled: "Yes! Sour and hot and crispy, if you eat too greasy, you can use this scraping oil! What do you think? ”

"Yes, yes, how do you sell this thing?"

Song Shu said: "Our pickles are not worth two prices, thirty wen a catty, you just tasted it, you will never regret buying it." ”

The man's urge to buy seemed to have been extinguished, but the lingering fragrance in his mouth was still there, and he gritted his teeth!

"Give me a pound!"

"Okay! I will give this guest a pound of sauce snails. ”