“Brother and sister-in-law, your shop is opening and you need manpower. I can go and help out with my servant,” Xue Huaimin said.
"Thank you, brother-in-law!"
Little Fu Bao toddled up to Madam Shen and said, "Mommy, Little Fu Bao wants to help too!"
Niu Da and Shen Yu immediately laughed. Niu Da said, "Okay, okay, our little Fu Bao will go help too!"
Shen Yu laughed and said, "How old are you? How can you be of any help!" Little Fu Bao replied, "I can! Little Fu Bao is one year old!"
Chen Yu didn't take it seriously.
To attract more customers to her restaurant, Chen Yu would push her homemade pickled vegetables, kimchi, salted vegetables, sweet potato chips, and fermented bean curd out to sell early in the morning.
Before she got married, Chen Yu had helped her sister-in-law, Cai Shi, with some small businesses.
Little Fu Bao also came out with Niu Meihua. The three of them sold pickled vegetables together. Shen called out:
"Selling pickled vegetables, preserved vegetables, sauerkraut, fermented bean curd, and sweet potato chips with our secret-recipe sauce!"
Little Fu Bao then joined in the hawking: "Selling pickled vegetables, preserved vegetables, sauerkraut, fermented bean curd, and sweet potato chips with our secret sauce!"
When we arrived at Group 8 of Niushan Village, an old woman carrying her grandson on her back asked, "Is this from the Niu family? How much is a jar of your pickled cabbage?"
"It's Grandma Tang! My pickled cabbage is only five coins a jar." The pickled cabbage is made from old cabbage leaves and doesn't require much salt, so it's naturally cheaper.
"Grandma Tang, would you like a jar?" Chen Yu asked.
Grandma Tang thought that the pickled cabbage wasn't expensive, so she bought a jar and then asked, "How much is a jar of pickled vegetables?"
“A jar of pickled vegetables costs twenty coins,” Shen said.
Grandma Tang exclaimed in surprise, "So expensive! Can I try some?"
Shen Yu opened a jar of pickled vegetables, took out a pair of small chopsticks, and let Grandma Tang taste a little. She smiled and said, "It's not that I'm selling them at a high price. It's just that pickled vegetables use a lot of ingredients and salt, and fine salt is precious!"
Grandma Tang thought the pickled vegetables were delicious, but the thought that a whole jar of them was equivalent to half a pound of meat made her feel very distressed. She frowned, hesitated for a while, and then said:
"I'll still only buy pickled cabbage!"
Several young women walked over together. "Madam Shen, now that your family is wealthy, why are you selling pickled vegetables?"
Shen Yu laughed and said, "I can't stay idle, so I thought I'd try selling this. My family just opened a restaurant in the county, and I wanted to see if these pickled vegetables, preserved vegetables, fermented bean curd, and the like would sell well!"
Shen Yu accepted Grandma Tang's money while replying to the other women, who were all new brides.
"Madam Shen, how much are these pickles and fermented bean curd? May I try some?" one of the newlyweds in a floral jacket asked.
Chen Yu smiled and opened the small jar of pickles again, saying, "You can try it." She had prepared a small bowl containing fermented bean curd beforehand.
"Madam Shen, your little Fu Bao and Mei Hua are so grown up! Time really flies. When I was a daughter, Mei Hua was only two or three years old!"
Another woman in her twenties, surnamed You, walked towards us. She was brought along by the widow of the You family in Group 1 of Niushan Village after her remarriage. She later married her stepfather and the son of his first wife. It could be said that the whole family had entered into the same household.
You was beautiful and the third child in her family, so she was known as Third Sister You.
"Madam Shen, how much is your fermented bean curd?"
"A jar of pickled vegetables costs 20 coins, and a jar of fermented bean curd costs 15 coins. I guarantee you'll want more of my pickled vegetables and fermented bean curd after you try them. You can try them if you don't believe me!"
Chen Yu laughed.
Niu Meihua busied herself helping Shen Shi serve them pickles and fermented bean curd to try, which immediately attracted more than a dozen women of all ages. Among them, some were just taking advantage of the situation without actually buying anything.
You Sanmei said, "Madam Shen, your pickles and fermented bean curd are really delicious! How did you make them? I'd like two jars of these pickles too! I'm holding my baby, so it's inconvenient for me to carry them. Could you deliver them to my house later?"
You Sanmei's family is well-off.
Niu Meihua put Xiao Fubao down on the ground and said, "Xiao Fubao, let's go deliver vegetables!" "Mom, I'll deliver them to Aunt You!"
Some people buy pickles and fermented bean curd, while others come to take advantage of the deals. A middle-aged woman with a ruddy complexion and shrewd eyes smacked her lips, picked up her chopsticks, and tasted several dishes.
She didn't eat with any class either. Not only did she scoop out most of a small bowl of pickled vegetables, but she also licked her chopsticks after finishing the food before picking up other dishes.
As she reached for the new vegetable jar, Chen Yu stopped her, saying, "Aunt Zhao, which vegetable do you like? You have to buy all the vegetables you've touched!"
Zhao Xiaomei's face flushed red, but not from shame, but from anger. "It was just a taste, how stingy!" "It tastes awful! No wonder you can't have a son! You'll be childless for life!"
Shen Yu didn't want to argue with her here.
After Niu Meihua and Xiao Fubao returned, Chen Yu pushed the wooden cart away. Zhao Xiaomei spat at Chen Yu's retreating figure, "So what if you're rich? You're still a worthless woman who can't have a son. No matter how much money you have, it belongs to someone else!"
Zhao Xiaomei's home is not far from Chen Yu's home.
Pickled vegetables are expensive, so they didn't sell as well as sauerkraut on the first day. But Chen Yu was still very happy. She had walked all day and sold to three or four villages. She had sold out of sauerkraut and fermented bean curd.
Everyone complained that pickled vegetables were too expensive, so there were a lot of leftover pickled vegetables. Fortunately, if the pickled vegetables weren't sold out on the first day, they could still be sold on the second day.
Although Niu Meihua hadn't started school yet, she could still count. She counted all the coins and said:
"Mom, we sold 426 coins today!"
Niu Xiaomei's jaw dropped: "So many?"
Shen Yu laughed: "I never expected it to sell for so much money!"
"Sister-in-law, why don't we find a few more people to help us do it together!" Niu Xiaomei said.
Niu Da shook his head and said, "This skill shouldn't be easily passed on. Even if we were to make it, we should wait until we've grown into a large and reputable business before passing it on to others."
Chen Yu said, "Your older brother is right! Just our family doing this is enough people!"
Niu Xiaomei felt as if she had been enlightened. Yes, everyone can make pickled vegetables, but not everyone has mastered the secrets. There is a big difference between being edible and being delicious.
If someone learns the secrets of pickling vegetables, it will be a troublesome matter.
In October, every day after Niu Cuihua and Niu Er returned home, the first thing they did was help Chen Yu make pickled vegetables, preserved vegetables, sauerkraut, kimchi, and spicy bean curd sheets.
For several days in a row, Chenyu, Niu Meihua, and Xiaofubao sold their products in opposite directions, passing through Haijia Village, Qinglong Village, and Zhaojia Village.
When passing through Haijia Village, they encountered Zhuo Ming, the little girl from Niu Yinhuasheng, and her formidable stepmother, Chen Damei.
After all, she was Niu Da's niece, and Shen Yu was afraid that she wouldn't have anything good to give Zhuo Ming if they met, so she made a set of clothes for Zhuo Ming to take with her.
Five-year-old Zhuo Ming followed Zhuo Ping timidly, peeking out her little head. Her bright black eyes looked at her aunt, whom she had only met twice before. In operas, aunts are always very formidable people.
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