Gu Shouxin recounted the story of selling rotten chili peppers again.
“Xinxin, come here, calculate for Grandpa how much money your family can make selling these shredded chilies this month?” Grandpa Gu was surprised to hear this, but after calming down, he gave his granddaughter another chance to calculate.
“Four hundred coins a catty, one hundred catties is forty taels of silver. If it’s delivered every three days, ten times a month, that’s four hundred taels. Right, Grandpa?” Gu Xin put down her chopsticks and answered crisply.
"Yes, yes, Xinxin is really amazing, she got it right." Grandpa Gu laughed.
“One hundred catties every three days. Even if only fifty catties of your hundred catties are chili peppers, you still need five hundred catties of chili peppers a month. Where do you get the chili peppers?” Grandma Gu immediately thought of the problem and asked with a frown.
Cai Xiaolian and Gu Nian both looked at Gu Shouxin, wanting to see how he would answer.
The family hadn't figured out how to explain the origin of the chili pepper, and they hadn't expected to have to sign the bill directly with the restaurant today.
Gu Xin lowered her head and ate her rice.
She wasn't used to lying to her grandparents. Unlike her parents and older sister, her grandparents would definitely be able to tell right away if she lied.
Therefore, the best approach is to remain silent.
“Mother, we have our own sources for the chili peppers. Don’t worry about it. There are still plenty in the jars at home, enough for two deliveries. We also had some chili peppers in the yard before, which we picked and made into chili paste.” Gu Shouxin had thought about this issue earlier, so his answer was perfectly natural.
The parents in the original owner's memories were not as easily fooled as the brothers.
"You two got a good deal this time for being lazy! You said you bought the chilies from Nanzhou Prefecture in the south? The weather there is good, and they have them all year round. But they're not cheap. You're selling them to restaurants at that price? Can you even make a profit?" Grandma Gu assumed the couple was just too lazy to tend their garden and that's why they got a bargain. She believed Gu Shouxin's explanation, but she was also worried about the source of the chilies.
"Mother, that's no problem. If we can't find a source of goods or think it's too expensive, we can just ask the restaurant to provide the raw materials, and we'll do the cooking and charge a processing fee. Anyway, I'm not going to do business at a loss," Gu Shouxin said with a smile.
Having been reborn, he was happy to have a wife and daughter. Similarly, he was also happy to have such understanding parents and brothers.
It's as if what he lacked in his past life has been made up for in this one.
“Second Uncle, now that you mention it, why don’t we just sell the recipe to that restaurant? We wouldn’t have to go through the trouble of finding chili peppers and grinding rice flour,” said Gu Hui from the eldest son’s family.
“Sister Huihui, you don’t understand. Selling directly would be a loss. If the price is too high, people won’t buy it; if it’s too low, we won’t sell it,” Gu Nian said.
"You're not doing embroidery anymore? Second Uncle has to study, and Second Aunt often goes out to chat with people. Do you really plan to let Xin Xin do this lousy work all by herself?" Gu Hui said bluntly.
She had long disliked the second wife's family of three and had always felt indignant on behalf of Gu Xin, often making things difficult for Gu Nian.
"I'm not doing embroidery anymore! It strains my eyes, and it's much faster to make food. Sister Huihui, tell me honestly, is what I make tastier or what I embroider prettier?" Gu Nian wasn't angry at all about Gu Hui's attitude and asked with a smile.
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