Chapter 005 Buy all the seasonings

Besides, seasonings such as vinegar, sugar, and salt theoretically do not expire, and star anise and cinnamon are also fine as long as they are not exposed to moisture. These can be stored for a long time, and you can stock up on some in the basement of your villa so as not to take up valuable space.

Jingshu secretly wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth, and then said to the aunt who was still calculating the bill: "I want 1,000 kilograms of aged vinegar, 200 kilograms of salt, soy sauce, white sugar, rock sugar, chicken essence, oyster sauce, and star anise powder, and 100 kilograms of cumin, Sichuan pepper powder, cinnamon powder, pepper powder, baking soda, cooking wine, and sesame oil."

Although things are purchased by weight, the actual specifications of vinegar are 5L portable jugs, soy sauce and cooking oil are in 1L portable jugs, cooking wine and incense are in glass bottles, and the rest are in 500g or 250g packaging bags, which are very convenient and quick to use.

The old lady was busy writing orders. She glanced at Jingshu and asked, "Fermented bean paste, chili sauce, and chili powder are selling very well. Would you like some?"

Jingshu thought about it and decided to stock up on raw materials in the first month and process the ingredients in the second month. By then, she would definitely pickle a lot of vegetables. The chili sauce could still be made with the ones grown in the space. As for the bean paste, she could also make it, but it just couldn't taste like others.

"Then give me another 200 kilograms of bean paste." Jingshu swallowed unconsciously, which attracted a strange look from the aunt. This girl started swallowing her saliva as soon as she entered the door. Maybe she has some disease?

The old lady was calculating the bill with her swipe card, and Jingshu also started calculating the bill with her mobile phone calculator. She was not the kind of person who would just pay whatever the store owner said.

"A total of 12,890 yuan!" Jingshu was the first to calculate it. The aunt nodded, calculated it again and said, "An order of 10,000 will come with a box of curry cubes." Jingshu thought of curry chicken rice, and her mouth was watering again.

Jingshu stayed

There was still 1,630 yuan left. The vegetable stalls were empty and the seasoning store was starting to close. Jingshu simply bought some more and bought 10 kilograms of black peppercorns for 80 yuan. It would be so delicious when freshly ground and sprinkled on the steak. She also wholesaled 100 kilograms of brown sugar for 600 yuan and 150 bottles of Wangzhihe fermented bean curd for 920 yuan and asked the seasoning store to give them away.

With only 30 yuan left and it was getting dark, Jingshu took a taxi home.

After Jing's father got home from get off work today, he secretly prepared to withdraw 500 yuan to buy a birthday present for Old Sun's son. However, when he opened the money, there was only a 100-yuan note left. For a moment, Jing's father's expression changed unpredictably, sometimes frightened, sometimes nervous, and sometimes unwilling. He probably recalled the fear of being dominated by the devil.

When Jingshu returned home, her father, constipated, was sitting at the head of the bed, sighing and wondering whether he should confess to Jingshu's mother. Jingshu's mother was cooking in the kitchen, "You naughty child, you always come back at dinner time."

Smelling the fragrant and burnt aroma, it was clear that Baozi Ma's cooking skills were still as bad as ever. Looking at her young and pretty face ten years ago, Jingshu choked up for a moment. She couldn't imagine how old Baozi Ma would be ten years later, with a head full of white hair and cheeks dry from malnutrition.

Putting aside her little emotions, Jingshu became more determined to sell her house and car and stock up on supplies so that her family of three could not only have enough to eat in the apocalypse, but also live a good life.

Just after dinner, the delivery of mushroom bags and seasonings arrived. Under her parents' strange looks, Jingshu had over twenty large boxes moved to her bedroom. Then she showed the contract to Baozi's parents and explained, "The marketing team Zhu Zhengqi helped find... said they want to make me a food influencer, selling food while livestreaming. So, I'm going to go wholesale seasonings this afternoon."

Since she couldn't let her parents know about the space, in order to avoid arousing their suspicion, she had to openly explain the reason for hoarding supplies. Jingshu felt that she was a genius for coming up with a way to kill three birds with one stone.

"Why buy so much? Can you use it all?" The family chef always controls the financial issues.

"It takes thousands of kilograms of vinegar to make hundreds of jars of kimchi." Jingshu took her parents by the hand and explained in detail the process of selling a persona, hype, how much Gu Shuijun is paid, how to get advertisements after becoming famous, and how much money to make.

Just like in the previous life, the parents immediately tried to help their daughter build her career.

After the success, I no longer have to worry about my daughter's future life.

Jing Shu added: "A rich second generation cooks and sells delicious food by himself. This kind of personality should be broadcast live from a villa, and some parts of the villa should be renovated and improved."

"Okay, I'll find someone for you tomorrow. The labor and materials will be calculated at cost. Once we have the money, we'll install it according to your wishes." Jing's father unconditionally supports the three women in his life no matter what they do.

"Sell that shop and then sell my car." Jing's father made the same choice as in his previous life without hesitation.

"I've sold my car, but I'm still short of 600,000 yuan." Jing's mother was a little worried. "How about selling this house and moving into a villa?"

"Living in a villa and going to work is more than 30 kilometers away. That's not feasible." Jing's father objected, mainly because the villa was too remote.

Jingshu suggested: "The contract says that we need to pay a deposit of 800,000 within three days. Why don't we sell the shop and Dad's car to pay the deposit first? If we don't have enough time, we can ask my aunts, uncles, and other aunts to lend us some money for an emergency. We still have a month to get it together."

In this life, Jingshu no longer felt guilty about spending her parents' money. Instead, she felt excited. She decided to first let her parents realize her aunt's true colors by borrowing money from them.

So it was settled, and the information was registered on 58.com immediately. The price was low and the situation was urgent, and the requirement was full payment. Jingshu would cheat the rich, but let the ordinary people go.

"Dad, look, today is Uncle Sun's son's 23rd birthday. Did you give him a gift?" Jingshu showed her father a picture from WeChat Moments.

"No gifts this year." Jing's father was depressed. What was there to give as he had no private money left?

"Oh, Dad, look, Uncle Sun's son got a new Mercedes-Benz, and he said: Thank you for the birthday present, Dad! He's so rich." After saying that, Jingshu saw that Jing's father's face darkened. Knowing that too much is as bad as too little, he quickly left. Uncle Sunzi should pay back the 100,000 yuan that he owed.

Returning to the bedroom and closing the door, Jingshu first put the mushroom bags into a space occupying 1 cubic meter, and then moved all the boxes into the magic cube space. She used perspective to check and made sure that the unopened bags of salt, chicken essence, sesame oil, etc. were correct in quantity and fresh in date. After confirming everything, she put them back in the bedroom. Although three thousand kilograms of seasonings sounded like a lot, they were only stacked in three rows and did not take up much space. Jingshu ticked the items she had purchased in the list on her mobile phone, marked the quantity, and added 100 boxes/boxes of curry blocks, 10 kilograms of black peppercorns, 100 kilograms of brown sugar, 150 bottles of Wangzhihe fermented bean curd, and 22 mushroom bags.

Jingshu is happiest when she organizes the stockpiled supplies, just like counting money every day.