Seeing the two of them so engrossed in their encounter, Zhiyin couldn't help but smile.
She actually really enjoys feeding others; the feeling of having her homemade food appreciated and liked by everyone is truly wonderful.
Seeing the two of them struggling to eat, constantly swallowing their saliva, Zhiyin couldn't help but chuckle and immediately said, "Eat...eat...there will be plenty of opportunities in the future!"
As she spoke, she began folding paper into paper bags, preparing to package the potato chips.
She was incredibly grateful that the papermaking technology in this world was already highly advanced, so paper wasn't very expensive; about one coin could buy ten sheets of paper similar to A3 size.
That's why she can afford to be so extravagant right now.
At the same time, she felt a little sad, because she had already checked today and the grocery store did not sell paper bags.
After all, paper, though not very expensive, is still a rare commodity, so making it into paper bags would be a real waste.
Not to mention plastic bags; people usually use cloth bags or baskets, etc.
"Yinyin, let's help too."
Seeing this, Yao Yulin and Zhihua stopped what they were doing and started learning how to make paper bags together.
Next, we started packing the potato slices and sealing the bags.
"Mom, when you're drawing, you don't need to press the potato slices down too tightly, so you don't crush them..."
Zhiyin saw that Zhihua and Yao Yulin were very honest, pressing potato chips into the bag with all their might, almost filling the whole bag to the brim, which was quite amusing.
In comparison, she seemed a bit like a shrewd businessman; after folding an A3 sheet of paper into a bag, it would be about the size of a 70-gram modern potato chip package.
But compared to many potato chip enthusiasts, who fill their bags to less than two-fifths full, barely enough to fill a tooth gap.
Zhiyin (a brand of potato chips) thinks it's pretty good; each bag contains at least half potato chips.
"Oh...okay..."
Yao Yulin and Zhihua glanced at their own overflowing potato slices, which were about to spill out, and then at Zhiyin's half-full potato slices. They couldn't help but look at each other and burst into laughter.
"Yinyin, do you think this will work?"
Yao Yulin handed her newly packaged potato chips to her confidante.
Zhiyin glanced at it and immediately smiled with satisfaction, "Not bad, that's fine, this is the amount."
Receiving affirmation, Yao Yulin and Zhihua worked even harder.
Aside from being a little unskilled at the beginning, every subsequent attempt was almost like copying and pasting, very even.
And the two of them worked very hard because they knew they could sell this for money.
Even close friends couldn't help but marvel that if the two of them were born in modern times, they would definitely be born with superhuman physiques to work on an assembly line, their speed would be incomparable to that of ordinary people.
Since potato chips take up quite a bit of space, we waited until all the potato chips were packed before packing them.
The customer was surprised to find that there were nearly 100 bags.
Wow... there are so many!
Looking at the large pile of bags that had been filled without them even realizing it, both Yao Yulin and Zhihua couldn't help but smile, feeling a sense of satisfaction welling up inside them.
"Yes!"
Even Zhiyin was momentarily taken aback, not expecting there to be so many.
The main reason is that they only used about 10 kilograms of potatoes.
When potatoes are fried into potato chips, the ratio is roughly 1:1.
Potatoes cost only one coin per pound, so the total cost would be 10 coins.
The chili powder used was about a pound, which cost about 10 coins.
Next came the vegetable oil, which cost about a pound and 20 coins. The oil was very fresh and could be used two or three more times.
As for the paper, a total of 100 sheets were used, which cost 10 coins.
The total principal amounted to only 50 coins.
After calculating the costs, Zhiyin couldn't help but exclaim, "Tsk tsk tsk... this potato chip industry is indeed extremely profitable."
At the same time, he started stroking his chin, thinking about how to price it, and soon snapped his fingers, having come up with an idea.
"Yinyin, how much silver are you planning to sell each bag for?"
Yao Yulin asked doubtfully, thinking that given the deliciousness of the potato chips, there was definitely no shortage of buyers.
After all, people have a natural curiosity, and this was the first time this thing had appeared in the public eye. No matter what kind of garbage it was, some people would want to try it.
What's more, these potato chips are anything but shabby; they're guaranteed to amaze the world.
"10 coins!"
Zhiyin said decisively, while calculating in her mind that she could earn one tael of silver a day this way.
The cost price is almost negligible, meaning a pure profit of 1 tael!
"Isn't this a bit too high?"
Yao Yulin said with some concern, after all, these days you can buy a meat bun for three coins and a vegetable bun for one coin. Zhiyin's price is enough for an ordinary family to buy ten vegetable buns.
She admitted that potato chips were delicious, but would anyone really be willing to spend ten coins to buy something that could only be eaten as a snack?
Zhiyin shrugged casually, "Don't worry, Mom, we're not afraid of not being able to sell them!"
After all, there are many children from wealthier families in the county than theirs.
They will definitely sell.
It's not that she's too narcissistic, but rather that she's confident that anyone who has tasted the deliciousness of potato chips will be tempted to buy some to try.
Of course, the most important thing is to keep it crispy. Thinking about this, she and Yao Yulin checked the seal again to make sure that there was no air leakage.
"Alright, Mom, you and Huahua have had a long day, go and get some rest."
"By the way, are you guys coming with me tomorrow?"
Zhiyin looked longingly at Yao Yulin and Zhihua as she spoke.
Zhihua immediately jumped up excitedly, "Go, go, go!!!"
"Sister, I'll help you promote them later, I'm shameless!"
Yao Yulin said somewhat shyly, "Maybe I shouldn't go?"
She rarely went out on the street, always afraid of being pointed at and gossiped about.
"OK…"
Zhiyin didn't press the matter. After letting the two go to sleep, she took out paper and pen and began to draw simple pictures on the paper.
Thinking that these potato slices could sell for a long time, she cut ten pounds of potatoes today, and her hands were almost worn raw.
If I have to cut it every day from now on, what will happen?
Just imagining that scene sent chills down my spine.
She shook off all the random thoughts in her mind and immediately began to carefully recall the details of modern kitchen shredders, potato peelers, and other similar gadgets, and started drawing.
…
The next morning, Yao Yulin got up early and cooked an egg for each of Zhiyin and Zhihua.
While tidying their clothes, he repeatedly warned them, "You must be careful!"
When she first saw her two daughters going out to sell things together, she couldn't help but feel a little worried. Just as she was hesitating about whether to make up her mind to go with them...
Zhiyin seemed to understand her thoughts and smiled as she squeezed her hand. "Mother, don't worry, I'm here."
"Yes, yes, Mother, don't be afraid."
He understands painting and the Way.
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