Chapter 107: Pure Natural (Update 1)
Jiang Zhiluo looked up and looked deeply at Cui Hejin.
Even though he had no memory of his previous life, he instinctively treated her well.
He was still as aloof and cool as ever, but at this moment there seemed to be a dark vortex surging in his eyes, with the power to devour people's hearts.
Jiang Zhiluo's mind seemed to be swallowed by Cui Hejin's eyes.
Her eyelashes trembled, and she quickly avoided his gaze and whispered, "I want to do something."
“I’ll get anxious if I don’t do anything.”
As she spoke, Jiang Zhiluo looked up at him, her eyes as clear as autumn water, with a watery glow, as if she was acting coquettishly with him.
Cui Hejin sighed helplessly and said, "If you're tired, just take a break, or tell me and I'll do it, okay?"
Jiang Zhiluo nodded obediently, "Yeah."
Jiang Zhiluo knew that Cui Hejin was actually a very good-tempered person, and as long as she acted obedient, he would soften his heart.
"Then go read a book."
Jiang Zhiluo knew that he had to help students read articles and was busy with a lot of things.
Cui Hejin didn't insist anymore and went back to the house.
Jiang Zhiluo began to chop meat and vegetables.
I prepared all the meat, vegetable and seasonings last night, so I just need to get started early in the morning.
Jiang Zhiluo tried to keep her voice down as much as possible for fear of disturbing Old Madam Cui.
Mrs. Cui was used to getting up early. After washing up, she started to help Jiang Zhiluo.
Mrs. Cui went to check and saw that the noodles in the basin had risen.
Mrs. Cui took it out and started kneading the dough.
"Zhiluo, after kneading it, do you want to cut it into pieces and roll it into dough?"
Mrs. Cui and Jiang Zhiluo had formed a tacit understanding when making leek dumplings before.
Now she is very fast at kneading dough and rolling out the dough.
However, she could feel that the texture of this noodle was different from the chive noodle she made before.
I don’t know what Zhiluo added when she was making the dough last night.
Jiang Zhiluo said, "Mom, pinch the dough into small balls, apply a layer of oil on the surface, and let it rest for 25 minutes."
After the dough is almost ready, she can chop the fillings and adjust the flavor.
"If it's the size of the dough, it's about this size."
Jiang Zhiluo picked one out and showed it to Mrs. Cui.
Now Mrs. Cui had an idea in her mind.
"If this is made with meat filling and oil, it's going to be quite expensive, right?"
After being with Jiang Zhiluo, Mrs. Cui also understood what cost meant.
I will use this word too.
Jiang Zhiluo said, "We'll sell them for five cents each."
Mrs. Cui was stunned. She paused kneading the dough and said hesitantly, "Isn't this price a bit high? Will anyone buy it?"
The pies sold in town cost only four cents if you added meat, and two cents if you added vegetable filling.
The price is cheap and cost-effective, so more people buy it.
However, the pie crusts are thin, with more vegetable fillings and less meat fillings.
It tastes like meat, but it's not entirely meat.
But since it is one cent cheaper, more people will buy it.
Jiang Zhiluo used to run a leek box business, and had a certain understanding of the market and the spending power of people in the town.
Five cents, she thought everyone could accept it.
The shop selling buns charges five cents for meat buns, and many people buy them.
Besides, some people bought four or five leek boxes at a time before. They have the purchasing power and can naturally afford it.
It’s just that those people are picky about things and tastes. As long as the things are good, they are willing to spend a few more cents to buy them.
Especially the children from some well-off families in the town are more picky about food.
Many times, some aunties and grandmas were chatting while waiting in line, talking about how their children were picky eaters and didn't eat well, and they didn't know what to do.
She thought that the child was not picky about food, but that the food might not taste good.
If the food tastes good, you should eat more.
"Because it's stuffed with meat, it's naturally more expensive. Besides, the pot cakes we make are not sold in town."
"Many people come here frequently to buy food because it's fresh and delicious."
"Besides, meat-filled buns are five cents each, so it's normal for us to set this price."
Jiang Zhiluo has confidence in Guokui.
Mrs. Cui was a little worried and asked, "What if someone imitates this?"
Before, they were very confident about leeks because other people didn’t know about leeks and couldn’t make food with leek filling.
But later I found out that those people could make all kinds of pies at cheap prices and still do business.
But no matter what stall the food is from, you will know whether it is delicious after trying it once.
The same pie, some people make better ones, so there will be more people in front of the stall.
If someone’s food isn’t tasty, not many people will buy from their stall.
In just a few days, several pie stalls can be eliminated.
Mrs. Cui understood that the key was that the food was delicious.
"Well, that's the price."
Jiang Zhiluo was afraid that Mrs. Cui might be worried, so she reassured her, "Mother, at first, no one could imitate or make this Guokui. The taste is different. The dough I knead is different from regular leavened dough. The ratio of water, oil, and salt is different."
"Even if someone comes out and steals the Guokui business, Mom doesn't have to worry. We can make preserved vegetable Guokui by then. No one in town should know about preserved vegetables..."
"Later, I'll make fermented black beans, and we can also make chili meat sauce."
Jiang Zhiluo is not afraid of being imitated, as long as she is not surpassed.
Thanks to her experience in modern times and her interest in studying food in her spare time, she has many business ideas in her mind.
After hearing Jiang Zhiluo say this, Mrs. Cui was completely relieved.
Speaking of fermented black beans, Jiang Zhiluo naturally would not forget the soybeans she soaked yesterday afternoon.
"The soybeans have been soaked. After the Guokui is made, the soybeans will be cooked and fermented."
"Once it's done, we can make the chili meat sauce. It's just right that we can make the guokui at this time. After the pickled mustard greens are steamed and dried three times, we can also make the guokui with pickled mustard greens flavor."
Preserved mustard greens have a low cost, but because they taste good and are not available on the market, they can be priced at four cents.
Anyway, snacks like these are not easy to sell in large quantities if they are too expensive, so it is better to make small profits but quick turnover.
Old Madam Cui nodded. In fact, she didn’t know how to do these things, so she just listened to Zhiluo.
Mrs. Cui really felt that her daughter-in-law had worked hard.
However, seeing Jiang Zhiluo's eyes shining with joy, he was also a little curious.
The child didn't seem tired at all. Instead, he looked energetic and motivated.
In fact, for Jiang Zhiluo, making money from business is a very happy process.
Moreover, here, I no longer have to obey the organization's arrangements and go on missions continuously like in my previous life.
That kind of pace is the fastest, and the spirit is highly tense and tense.
Although the food technology here is backward, life here is relaxed and slow-paced.
Walking in the countryside, watching some villagers sitting and chatting, watching children playing and running, she couldn't help but relax. The feeling that her breathing seemed to slow down was really relaxing and comfortable.
Moreover, all the food and materials we use are pure natural products, so we don’t have to worry about the use of technological products or pesticides.
Chicken and chicken soup are so delicious, you can eat them with confidence.
Most importantly, the world has him.
She would be in a good mood whenever he was around.
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