Chapter 213 Give You a Business Opportunity



Chapter 213 Give You a Business Opportunity

The pickling of vegetables was initially successful and everyone was happy for Mrs. Zhou.

She suppressed her excitement and planned, "It just so happens that the gates of Qingtian County have just reopened. Tomorrow, Lao Zhou will be patrolling the village. I will bring some pickled vegetables into the city to test the waters. I will sell sour beans and coriander."

"I can teach the guests how to eat these sour beans when the time comes."

Madam Meng pondered and said, "Fresh vegetables are available in large quantities at this time of year, so the price naturally cannot go up. Processing them into pickled vegetables and selling them is indeed more profitable than selling fresh vegetables, but..."

"Can you only sell fried sour beans, like the ones we have, and put out two or three flavors for customers to choose from?"

Mrs. Zhou looked at Mrs. Meng in confusion.

He Jinglan introduced with a smile, "Mrs. Meng is the owner of the Treasure Pavilion in the county town and has been a businessman for many years."

Mrs. Zhou suddenly realized and asked humbly, "I've seen pickled cabbage sold in the city's pickle factories, all placed there in a whole pot for people to pick and pay by weight. Why can't pickled beans be sold this way?"

Mrs. Meng smiled and said, "It's not that we can't sell it this way, but we need to change the way we sell it."

She paused and continued to explain, "For example, the pickled coriander you made is very refreshing and can be eaten directly. A small portion is not expensive. However, the restaurants and food stalls near your stall do not have the same thing. When diners see it, they will inevitably be greedy. It is inconvenient for them to cook, so they want to buy some side dishes to eat directly."

"But sour beans, as you said, are not suitable for direct consumption."

"Pickled vegetables that need to be taken home for cooking can only be sold by weight, just like pickled vegetables sold in pickle factories."

Mrs. Meng picked up the jar of coriander and said, "If you put raw sour beans together with it, I'm afraid the price of the coriander will be lowered."

Mrs. Zhou felt as if she had been enlightened. Things that were originally vague and unclear to her became clear before her eyes.

"Yes, if it's as Boss Meng said, we will definitely sell more than I did!"

"If I were eating nearby, I would probably want to buy one or two to try," said He Jinglan.

Gu Xixi pondered and said, "This is a good idea. We can process it into small dishes and sell it in small portions. This will increase the profit margin."

Mrs. Zhou couldn’t understand what profit margin was, she just knew that it was just about making more money.

She felt that her trip was not in vain, and she racked her brains to ask questions to Madam Meng and Gu Xixi.

Half an hour passed, from the location of the stall, how many pickles to bring for the first time, how to set the price, how much to put in a small portion of pickles, to how to make the packaging look good, how to shout to attract customers...

After hearing this, Aunt Zhang fell asleep leaning against the wall, and then Mrs. Zhou got up and said goodbye.

When Gu Xixi sent her out, the rain outside had stopped.

Unlike the nervousness when she came, there was more determination in Zhou Dasao's eyes when she left.

"Xixi, thank you for giving us another way."

"Although this is my first time doing business, I am still quite unsure, but I will try my best."

Gu Xixi smiled, "You will eventually learn about things you don't know."

“Perhaps this road is suitable?”

After seeing off Mrs. Zhou, Gu Xixi looked at Mrs. Meng with a smile and bowed solemnly:

"Every profession has its own specialty. Sister Meng is indeed a business person. I admire her."

"Thanks to you today, the idea that the Zhou family and I came up with was able to be properly completed."

Madam Meng covered her lips and chuckled a few times, and couldn't help but said, "Don't compliment me, it's you who's weird."

Seeing that He Jinglan also had the same playful expression, Gu Xixi asked in confusion, "What's so special about me?"

Madam Meng and He Jinglan exchanged glances.

He Jinglan said, "A person who can't cook can actually write down a recipe for pickled vegetables and give it to others."

"And it's such a strange dish that we have never eaten before?"

Facing the gazes of these two people, Gu Xixi blinked and said, "Hmm?"

When she was studying for her master's degree, she followed her supervisor to the countryside to help farmers and stayed in a township-run pickle factory for some time.

The main product of that factory is sour beans. You can learn how to prepare the ingredients in the pickle trough by watching it.

As for pickled coriander, there is also a story behind it.

During that period, Gu Xixi ate all kinds of sour beans, and her eyes were shining. One day at lunch, a kind aunt shared a jar of pickled coriander with her.

The chopped coriander mixed with chili pepper, minced garlic and ginger juice was spicy and delicious, saving Gu Xixi's taste buds.

She was so moved that she asked her aunt for the recipe and wrote it down carefully on a piece of paper.

Although I never made it myself later, the method was simple and I remembered it after she wrote it down once.

Unfortunately, there is no chili pepper here, so one ingredient has to be removed from the recipe.

Recalling this, Gu Xixi resolutely said, "Of course I just made it up randomly. I just thought it would taste good this way. Look, you all say it tastes good, right?"

She sighed, "I can only say that Sister Zhou and I were lucky this time."

After saying that, Gu Xixi turned and walked away. "We still have some raw sour beans. Can we stir-fry them with minced meat and roll them into spring pancakes for dinner? Or sour bean fried rice would be good too..."

He Jinglan and Madam Meng looked at Gu Xixi's back together.

That’s it?

How can a random recipe be so delicious?

Mrs. Meng said, "I also want to open a shop with Xixi. Do you know what other skills she has?"

He Jinglan shook her head for a moment, then said, "But I think that as long as Gu Xixi is still with us in the future, there will always be hope for the store you want to open."

Qingtian County reopened, and business in the county town experienced a small peak after a brief slump.

People, rich or poor, were hoarding grain, food and medicine.

I’m afraid that if the war reaches Qingtian County in the future, the prices of goods will skyrocket.

The fruit-growing families in Huachidu Village have sold all their stock.

Mrs. Zhou’s pickled vegetable business is surprisingly good.

Many people are reluctant to eat in big restaurants and instead choose to eat at street stalls and restaurants.

Mrs. Zhou’s pickled vegetable stall is there. The products are cheap and good, and they look clean.

People who eat wontons, sesame cakes, and buns nearby are all willing to buy some pickled vegetables to change the taste.

For three consecutive days, these families not only took turns patrolling the village, but also had to go to the city to sell things. They were extremely busy, but they still took the time to convey the good news to Gu Xixi.

An Qinghe always heard about what others had done in Qingtian County, and he had been itching to try his luck.

"Xixi, I want to go to Qingtian County."

Gu Xixi fiddled with the newly made fertilizer and said, "No."

An Qinghe was puzzled. "But everyone can leave the village now. As long as you are careful, leave the village at daybreak and come back before dark, you will be fine."

He heard these words from people who went out of the village.

Gu Xixi was unmoved, "Others are others, you are you."

"Besides, you sell saplings. At a time like this, other people are either staying at home or ready to run away. Who would plant trees?"

An Qinghe frowned and acted like a child, "Xixi, I'm just going to have a look. Merchants need to go deep into the market at any time to find new business opportunities~"

Gu Xixi's mind moved, "How about I give you a business opportunity?"

An Qinghe was stunned, "Are you serious? I'm not a child."

Gu Xixi said, "When have I ever lied to you? Come here and finish this first and I'll tell you."

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