Chapter Forty-Eight: What a Special, Unexpected Joy!
Grandma Song smiled, and pulled her over and leaned beside her, "The time hasn't come yet, if you don't come today, you will come tomorrow, and as soon as he comes, you will definitely know, don't stare at it yourself." ”
Ha?
Song Fubao didn't know why, but he obediently sold tofu together.
There are about 1,000 people living in this town, and there are three or four hundred households, which is the most prosperous town in the vicinity, so the Song family's 20 catties of tofu and bean curd every day are not enough to sell.
After delivering the tofu from the Yamen and Li Yuanwai's house, he only needs to sell it on the street today, and he grabbed it in a quarter of an hour.
Boss Song and Grandpa Song were packing up their things and going home, but they didn't see the seller coming.
Song Fubao was a little discouraged, and Grandpa Song thought that she felt that the tofu was not sold enough, so he hurriedly comforted her.
"Fubao, don't be unhappy, now we can earn more than 100 wen a day, we are already very happy, we couldn't earn it in a month before, the tofu is a little little, wait for two days to sell forty catties a day, and send it in two trips."
When tofu and bean curd are both 20 catties, they sell for 160 wen a day, and the cost of removing soybeans is about 50 wen, and the ox cart is about 16 wen, making a net profit of about 100 wen a day.
If you sell it twice, it will be two hundred taels a day, six taels of silver a month, and you can earn more than seventy taels of silver a year!!
And that's just tofu and curd, if you add dried tofu...... It's been a promising year.
The more Grandpa Song thinks about it, the more motivated he becomes, isn't this much more cost-effective than farming?
"Okay, in the future, Tianxianglou will start selling tofu and bean curd, our family should be about forty catties a day, and if we sell too much, the business may not be good the next day, grandpa arranged it really well!"
Song Fubao thought for a while, nodded perfunctorily, Grandma Song saw that the two were not in the same channel at all, shook her head and smiled, her grandfather looked up at the street, and the seller really didn't seem to come.
So she took Song Fubao's hand and comforted, "Fubao, it's okay, I won't come this time...... Come, come, hurry, his seeds are selling very fast, every time he directly grabs and pays a small package of five cents, Fubao, come on! ”
Grandma Song suddenly blew up, startling Song Fubao, she followed without even looking, only to find that by the far bridge, a bunch of people were frantically giving money and grabbing things around a center.
The business is a fight with their family when they sell tofu.
And a young man with a lot of beard was also squeezed out of the crowd, his expression was very rich, helpless, speechless but laughing, "Big brothers, big sisters, aunts, aunts, uncles, why did you squeeze me out, I want to collect money, wow, let me in!" ”
Song Fubao saw that the seller was still trying so hard, she didn't say a word, and stretched out her hand to Grandma Song, "Grandma, give me the copper plate, I can squeeze in!" ”
Grandma Song hurriedly stuffed ten copper plates for her, panting and bending over to support her knees, "I'll just give you ten copper plates, just buy two packs, buy them and come back, Grandma is waiting for you here, I really can't run." ”
Song Fubao took the money and ran over, silently took out the wrapped radish seeds in his pocket, and with a little effort, he successfully squeezed into the crowd.
She snatched a random bag of seeds from the seller's box, mixed her white radish seeds together, gave the seller a copper plate, and ran back.
I didn't even see what the seller looked like, and I didn't have time to see it clearly, there were too many people, even if she didn't come out herself, she would be squeezed out by everyone.
She took a look, two packets of seeds are about the same size, and they sell for five cents for half a catty, this seller is really a good person!
Running back to Grandma Song, Song Fubao was very happy holding two packets of seeds, "Grandma, I bought it, but I didn't ask what kind of seeds it was!" ”
She pointed to her packet, "This is called white radish seeds, I said it before, and the rest of the packet is called, grandma, you look at it, you look at it, you take a name!" ”
After speaking, she didn't feel distressed at all and handed the other bag to Grandma Song to see.
Grandma Song took it apart and her smile froze.
"In the past, the seller sold some seeds that he knew, this seed, grandma has never seen it, it seems that you have bought a new variety, the seller will go to other places to bring back the seeds that he has not seen, this may be, then just call it a name."
Song Fubao didn't care, and made a few perfunctory snorts.
She put the white radish seed in her arms, but when she glanced over and looked at it, she was surprised, if she was not mistaken, it was not a pepper seed!!
OMG!
"Grandma, don't move, show me this seed!"
She took it carefully, three to five millimeters in diameter, flat kidney-shaped, almost smooth, yellowish-white, isn't it just chili seeds, even this is there, wow, her mapo tofu is saved!
"Grandma, let's not take a name for this first, wait for it to bear fruit, let's see what the fruit looks like before taking it, okay?"
"Okay, anyway, it's up to you, whatever you say is what, Fubao, let's go, it's time for us to go home, what kind of bean sprouts of yours have sprouted, it's very short, I can show it to Shopkeeper Liu tomorrow!"