Of course Zheng Baozhu also knows that selling seafood here is cheap, and this is just for show.
Now that she has space, she can make money by selling anything in the villa.
When he arrived at the market, Zheng Baozhu found an open space, lifted the cloth on the backpack a little, and reached his hand in.
Then he took down the cloth, spread it on the ground, and took out the big red apples from the basket and placed them on the ground.
Immediately, people who were at the market came over and asked, "Girl, how much is your apple per pound?"
Zheng Baozhu said: "Each of my apples weighs more than half a pound. If you buy them individually, they are 30 cents each, and 1 dollar if you buy four."
Zheng Baozhu's apples are of good quality, big and red. Such apples are sold at 0.55 yuan per pound in the market, but the key point is that they cannot be bought in the markets in such small places.
Someone asked: "I want to buy 8, can you make it cheaper?"
Zheng Baozhu shook her head: "It's not cheap. There's only one basket. Once it's sold, it'll be gone."
When everyone heard this, they quickly paid for it.
In a short while, all the red apples were sold out.
A basket of apples was sold for 10 yuan.
Ten yuan had great purchasing power in that era. Zheng Baozhu didn't want to attract attention, so he stopped selling apples and took out a box of spicy squid shreds from his backpack to eat.
The spicy smell wafts out immediately.
People visiting the market were attracted by the aroma and asked her where she bought it.
“I made it myself.”
Zheng Baozhu picked up some squid shreds and put them on the lid of the lunch box for people to taste.
After tasting it, everyone felt that it tasted better than the seafood they usually eat.
They all asked about the price.
Zheng Baozhu said: "This is my exclusive secret recipe. A lunch box is full of 50 cents. If you want it, I will go back and get it."
"Your price is too high. If I buy squid for 50 cents and cook it myself, my family won't be able to finish it."
Zheng Baozhu didn't force him. While eating, she said, "I also made it at home. I don't plan to sell it. The seasoning alone cost a lot of money. I may not make any money even if I sell it to you at this price."
Seeing Zheng Baozhu eating so deliciously, the people at the market were tempted and said, "Give me a discount. If it's 40 cents, I'll buy a lunch box."
Zheng Baozhu pretended to be hesitant: "Okay, since you like the spicy squid shreds I made so much, I'll sell you a box."
The person next to him said, "We want one box too."
Zheng Baozhu shook her head: "No, I spent so much time on this process, and I'm not making any money and I'm exhausted. I can't sell it anymore."
People are like this. The more you try to sell something, the less they want to buy it. But when you say you won’t sell it anymore, they still want to buy it.
Under the praise of the people who came to the market, Zheng Baozhu felt elated and agreed to go back to get the squid strips. Everyone also took this opportunity to go back to get the containers.
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When Zheng Baozhu walked around the market and came back with a large steel pot, she saw a dozen people holding basins or plates, standing in front of the stalls waiting.
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Song Zhiting and Captain Qian went to the county to collect supplies.
When passing by the market, Captain Qian said he wanted to buy something for his wife and asked Song Zhiting to wait for a moment.
While waiting, Song Zhiting smelled a very fragrant scent.
Following the smell, I saw a lot of people buying things on the roadside.
I saw a little girl in a flowery cotton jacket selling spicy shredded squid.
Song Zhiting walked over, picked up one, tasted it, and found it to be very much to his liking, so he bought a lunch box.
Captain Qian bought the wool and didn't see Song Zhiting, so he called out, "Zhiting!"
Song Zhiting agreed, took out the money to pay, and took the bag of squid shreds after paying.
Zheng Baozhu paused as she took the money and looked up at him.
The man in front of him was tall, sturdy and strong, with a resolute face, and he stood out among the crowd.
The name is the same, the age is similar, he is a soldier, and his rank is the same. It seems that this is the husband whom she has never met and is about to divorce.
Zheng Baozhu narrowed her eyes as she watched Song Zhiting leave with the squid strips.
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I sold the spicy squid shreds for 6 yuan. It was a good day. Together with the money from selling the apples, I made a total of 16 yuan.
Ding Peizhi saw Zheng Baozhu coming back with a smile on her face, so she went to ask, "Were they sold out as soon as they got to the market?"
Zheng Baozhu nodded excitedly: "Fortunately, everyone likes the shredded squid I made. I will buy some more later and continue selling it tomorrow."
Knowing that Zheng Baozhu's spicy squid strips were sold for 6 yuan, Ding Peizhi said: "If you continue like this, you will earn more than working."
Zheng Baozhu said: "I don't make much money actually. The seasonings I use are expensive and the cost is high, but I can support myself, which is good."
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Back in the yard, I thought about meeting Song Zhiting at the market today.
He has time to go shopping but no time to take her home. Isn't other people's time valuable?
No matter how uncomfortable she felt, Zheng Baozhu could only wait. Military marriage was protected by law. What if Song Zhiting was unhappy and refused to divorce her?
Fortunately, Zheng Baozhu now has something to do and doesn’t feel bored.
Sooner or later, he would have to leave the island, and he might not be able to eat such cheap and fresh seafood in the future, so Zheng Baozhu went to the fishermen to buy some more and stored them in the space.
When I took out the squid today, it was still hot, which means that the space has a fresh-keeping function.
No matter how long the food is stored, it won’t change its taste.
In order to make it convenient for her to take out and eat at any time in the future, Zheng Baozhu packs the prepared seafood into small independent vacuum packages.
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On the training ground.
Captain Qian came over and mentioned the shredded squid that Song Zhiting bought yesterday, and he was still savoring it.
"The shredded squid you bought yesterday tasted really good. Let's go buy some more tomorrow. This time, go earlier and buy all of it so that the brothers can have a taste too."
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