Chapter 271 Beef Jerky
The owner of the tofu stall nodded quickly: "Yes, we have made this tofu skin, but we don't know how to eat it, and we don't know how to introduce it to customers. So far, we haven't sold a single tofu skin."
Wen Zhenyi picked up the tofu skin they had on display and examined it. It was very well made, considered top quality. "Let me tell you a method. Make some tomorrow and sell it. I guarantee you'll sell it quickly."
"Thank you so much."
"But you have to sell all of these to me today and send them to my shop."
"Okay, okay." The tofu stall owner naturally agreed and nodded in agreement immediately.
Wen Zhenyi taught them how to make a cold tofu skin dish: "Have you memorized everything?"
The tofu stall owner took careful note of what she had said, then repeated it again: "Miss Wen, is that right?"
"By the way, when it's served cold, you guys can taste it."
"Okay, I'll remember that."
"If there are too many to sell, you can go find Master Cheng and tell him I told you to go find him."
"Okay, we'll remember that, thank you."
When other people who hadn't yet closed their stalls saw her, they would ask, "Miss Wen, would you like to buy some vegetables?"
Wen Zhenyi knew that they all wanted to have a good relationship with her, so that she wouldn't have to worry about not having a market for her things in the future, and maybe she could even get some of the methods she gave her.
"I won't buy anything today. I have to go visit two sick elders."
The owner of the beef stall had a lot of beef left over today, and he was feeling a little worried as he looked outside. If he couldn't sell any of it, he would have to take the beef back.
Wen Zhenyi walked over to his stall and saw him in a daze: "Boss, are you worried about something?"
The beef stall owner retracted his gaze upon hearing the voice, and immediately perked up when he saw Wen Zhenyi: "Miss Wen, would you like to buy some beef?"
"You still have quite a bit of beef left today."
The beef stall owner sighed, "That's right. I don't know what happened today, but I didn't sell much meat."
"I want to discuss something with you."
The beef stall owner looked at her with some confusion: "What's the matter?"
"I want to ask, what do you feed these cows?"
"Why are you asking that?"
"We also have cattle at home, but the autumn harvest is coming soon, and we feel like we're not having enough. We'd like to get a few more, but that would mean we have to feed them."
"So that's how it is. I bought a piece of land specifically for growing pasture grass, and I usually keep them there."
"Is this grass available all year round?"
"If it's in the north, there might not be any left. But here, it doesn't exist. If you need it, I can sell you some. I asked a friend to buy a lot for me."
"Thank you very much." Wen Zhenyi said, looking at the beef on his butcher stall: "If you can't sell all your beef, you can send it to my house."
The beef stall owner was stunned: "You want all?"
"Yeah, I have them all. I'm planning to try something new."
"Thank you so much."
"You're welcome. I'll give it a try. If you have any unsold meat, you can send it to my house. I'll be home soon."
"What about your shop business?"
"With Zhu Tao taking care of my shop's business, I don't have to worry about it myself."
The beef stall owner looked at the beef on his stall. There was indeed a lot left today, and he was embarrassed to send it all to the Lin family at once. "I'll sell it for a while. If I can't sell it all later, I'll send it to you, okay?"
"Sure. I also want to buy some things with you."
"What is it?" The beef stall owner looked at her strangely.
"Milk, if you have milk at home, you can also bring it to me."
"It's hard to say about milk. The cow has to give birth to a calf, and the quantity won't be much."
"It doesn't matter. If you have it, I'll give it to you. If you don't have it, it doesn't matter either."
"Okay, I'll send it to you."
Wen Zhenyi planned to use beef to make beef jerky so that it could be shipped outside, and he also wanted to create a market for the bacon he would make later.
She went to the dry goods store to pick up the dry goods she had bought earlier, and first went to the gambling house to see Biaozi.
Biaozi is in good health and has been able to get out and move around after resting for a few days.
Wen Zhenyi is quite familiar with the place, and these younger brothers are no longer so afraid of her when they see her.
Biaozi sat in the yard, not daring to make any big movements for fear of pulling the wound on his back.
"Uncle Biaozi, it seems you've recovered well."
Biaozi stood up immediately when he saw Wen Zhenyi: "How come you remembered to see me today?"
"You've already risked your life. If I don't come to see you, wouldn't it seem very heartless?"
Biaozi had someone serve her tea and asked them to leave: "Who are those people?"
"Uncle Biaozi, the less you know about some things, the safer it will be for you."
Biaozi was stunned for a moment, then nodded and looked at the things she placed on the table: "Is it for me?"
"You can't come empty-handed to visit an injured elder."
"You're still polite."
Wen Zhenyi took out half of the silver he had robbed from his pocket and said, "This is half of the silver I looted. You can keep half of the horses."
Biaozi pushed the banknotes back and said, "I don't lack these silver coins. You can use them more than me. If I didn't know you wouldn't take other people's things for free, I would have given you some."
"Don't do that. It's the same thing. Besides, you deserve it. If you're polite, it'll make our relationship difficult in the future."
Biaozi looked at the banknotes she pushed over and put them away without saying anything. "I'll take care of these horses for you. When you have a place to keep them, you can take them away. They are all good horses."
"I'll take half."
"Okay, whatever you say is fine."
"The doctor here is very young."
Biaozi nodded and said, "His family has been doctors for generations, but because of an accident, his father was convicted and his mother was so upset that she hanged herself, leaving him alone. I felt sorry for him, so I let him come here to be a doctor."
"What crime?"
"You said that the wrong dosage caused the death. This county magistrate is also a confused county magistrate. He sentenced the doctor to death without any reason."
"Isn't he from our county?"
"No, I was running around during this time and came across him sitting in an alley, holding a medicine box and being beaten by beggars."
"medicine chest?"
"Well, that medicine box was a keepsake his father left him, so even when he was nearly beaten to death, he couldn't bear to let go."
Wen Zhen nodded and checked the condition of his wound. It was recovering quite well. "Uncle Biaozi, the stitches can be removed in two or three days."
Biaozi then remembered a question: "Miss Wen, I've always forgotten to ask you, how did you learn to sew?"
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