What?

All sold out?

Could it be that who is viciously competing?

This was Song Fubao's first thought.

"But tomorrow I can book it for you, thanks to the loss of Fubao you, figure out a way to eat, you think you can also go back and try it yourself, no, the pig water can not only be sold now, but also sold for ten cents a pair."

The butcher explained the reason clearly, and Song Fubao understood

She can make such cheap meat delicious for a little girl, and it makes sense that everyone else wants to try it themselves, and it's nothing if she can really make it.

The main thing is this marinade, even if the situation is bad, it doesn't matter if you know which spices she uses, there are so many people who sell marinated vegetables in modern times, why are some businesses booming, delicious and spread by word of mouth, and some go out of business in a few months?

The spices are always those spices, and the proportion of them is a millimeter away, plus her hundred-year-old marinade, no matter what, 99.99% of the time no one can make it better than her marinated meat.

This business will definitely not be affected.

"Okay, then it's troublesome uncle, my brother will come to you tomorrow after selling tofu!" Song Fubao smiled, shook the wrist of Grandma Song, who was a little worried, and saw the pig's small intestine hanging in the corner, thinking of the sausage, and was greedy.

So she pointed to the pig's small intestine again, "Uncle, then sell me that intestine today?" ”

Pig small intestine is not inedible, every household has to buy back to feed the dog, although there is no pig intestine taste, but the taste is not good, so it is sold very cheaply, as long as a pair of three pennies.

If someone else buys it, the butcher won't suspect anything at all, but the person in front of him is Song Fubao, the Song Fubao who makes the pig's intestines delicious.

He bent down and lifted a circle of pig's small intestine, smiled, lowered his head, and lowered his voice, "Fubao, do you have any good ideas to make the small intestine delicious, how to do it, take me, I can also pay you silver!" ”

Song Fubao also smiled, "Let's talk about it after you make it, if you can leave fifteen catties of pigs in the water for me every day, I can think about it." ”

According to the output rate, 10 catties of pig braised meat products are more than 13 catties, and a little more can be given away or eaten by yourself, so 15 catties are just right.

The rest of the meat adds up to ten catties a day.

As for vegetarian dishes, there are no dishes now, the profit is low, you can do it or not, and there are not enough people, so I will talk about it later.

However, not everyone is willing to eat cheap food like pig water, so she can also marinate two chickens to try a higher level of customers.

It's a pity that in the law of this era, cattle are more valuable than people, and they can't be slaughtered at will, otherwise braised beef can also be born.

"Okay, okay, then it's decided, fifteen catties are almost three pairs, and more than two pairs of pigs go into the water, it's okay, I'll find someone to get a little enough, come, the small intestine won't be cashiered, take it."

The butcher was very happy, as if he had boarded a big boat, he was so happy that he stuffed his small intestine and cut a piece of oil and threw it in Song Youtian's back basket.

He personally sent a few people away, Song Fubao still insisted on giving ten copper plates before asking for something, and Song Youtian took a look at the butcher and nodded to each other before leaving.

After buying the small intestine, he had to buy something else, so Song Fubao led Grandma Song to other meat stalls to buy ten catties of pork belly and ten catties of third-line meat.

It cost a total of 500 yuan, but Grandma Song, Grandpa Song and Boss Song were so distressed and happy that their expressions couldn't be managed.

Sitting on the ox cart, Uncle Niu also glanced at several people in the Song family worriedly, and now they are all going to wonder how to eat the pigs, can their business be successful?

He has made a lot of money these days, more than a month in the county, this Song family's business is not good, isn't he not good?

Grandma Song sighed, and Song Fubao grabbed her hand, "Grandma, what are you sighing for, even if we tell everyone how to deal with the smell of pig water, if things don't stink, others will be able to make them delicious?" ”

Not necessarily!

But because it doesn't necessarily can't be done.

"Grandma, you can rest assured, the taste of the food made by everyone is not exactly the same, our braised meat relies on the material, relying on groping again and again, not the question of whether the pig can eat it in the water, it can only be said that there is material, and the soles of the shoes can be delicious, right."

Song Fubao was relieved again, and the Song family was relieved, and they all breathed a sigh of relief, too, after so many years, it has been made a long time ago, even if it can.

When they made it, they also sold it for a long time, and they didn't lose money.

An hour later, the old cow finally arrived at the gate of the Song family slowly, and several Song family men who were sitting in the yard all ran out in a swarm, pulling Song Fubao in to drink water, helping grandparents carry baskets and unloading.

Within a few moments, the cart was cleaned up.

After Uncle Niu left, the Song family closed the courtyard door and crowded into the hall in a circle, staring at Grandma Song.

It's time to count the silver again, and everyone is gearing up.