Little did Zhiyin know that Xing Luxi and her team had helped promote her.
At this moment, he and Zhihua are packing up their stall and preparing to leave.
"Tsk tsk tsk... This young lady is quite something, she must have made a lot of money today, right?"
A man selling sugar paintings nearby watched the whole thing and couldn't help but click his tongue in admiration, his eyes filled with envy and curiosity.
Upon hearing this, several vegetable vendors nearby couldn't help but chime in, "Yes, yes, that's right! This young lady is really quick-witted! Why didn't we think of selling this way?"
"Yes, little girl, how did you do that? Did you just fry it in oil?"
Zhiyin paused for a moment, especially when she heard someone ask her how to make it, she couldn't help but secretly roll her eyes.
You even have the nerve to ask about the production method so openly?
Have you no shame?
Do you really think she's stupid?
And don't you know the principle of not flaunting your wealth?
Of course, she only grumbled to herself for a moment before sighing, "To be honest, I earn a little, but not much, and it's exhausting!"
She explained casually, while secretly pondering the matter in her mind.
This stuff is only for short-term sales. She won't sell potato chips forever. Once she's made enough money, she can sell the recipe.
Of course, in this case, the most important ingredient, chili powder, might form another industry chain.
Either sell the method of making chili peppers, or directly help the whole village get rich by setting up a processing plant!
The surrounding merchants clearly didn't believe it, but they also knew that Zhiyin didn't want to say more, so they wisely left.
"Let's go, let's draw, then we'll go to the blacksmith's shop..."
Zhiyin gently patted Zhihua's fluffy head and said with a smile.
"Sister, what are you doing there?"
Zhihua tilted her head and looked at Zhiyin, asking in a puzzled tone, looking incredibly cute.
"you guess?"
Zhiyin gave her a playful smile, then took her hand and got onto the mule cart.
They then headed straight for the blacksmith's shop.
"Brother, could you please help me make this?"
There were hardly any people in the blacksmith shop, only a dark-skinned, muscular young man, so Zhiyin went straight to the point as soon as she entered.
As she spoke, she handed the man the paper on which she had drawn the skin-scraping and silk-removing artifacts the night before.
"It's you, little girl."
When the shopkeeper saw Zhiyin, he clearly recognized her as the person who had bought the kitchen knife earlier.
What made such a deep impression on him was that it was the first time he had ever seen a girl persistently haggle with him for half an hour, until he finally gave her a small dagger.
It was so interesting that I remember it vividly.
He immediately smiled heartily at her, and when he saw what Zhiyin was holding, he curiously took it and said, "Let me see."
"What is this for? I've never seen anything like it before!"
His eyes were full of surprise as he looked around.
Zhiyin smiled and said, "It's just a kitchen utensil! It can be used to peel apples or other things; it's nothing special."
After saying that, she asked again cautiously, "Is it okay to do it?"
At the same time, I really hope I can do it, otherwise I'll feel a bit sad.
"Of course it is possible. Although it is very delicate, it can be made because you drew it in great detail and noted the materials that may be used for each part."
The shopkeeper seemed to sense his friend's nervousness and immediately laughed heartily.
Zhiyin finally relaxed. "Brother, how long will it take for these two things to arrive?"
After thinking for a moment, the shopkeeper said, "Come and pick it up tomorrow! However, since your item is quite delicate, it requires meticulous polishing of the iron tools, so it will probably be a bit expensive!"
"How many?"
"500 coins!"
After the shopkeeper finished speaking, as if afraid that the customer would think it was too expensive, he quickly added, "I didn't quote you a price because ironware is indeed quite expensive and time-consuming. There is a high possibility of making a mistake along the way, and it may require many trials to achieve the effect you want."
"Furthermore, yours isn't entirely made of iron, and we don't have the plastic you mentioned; we can only use other materials as substitutes!"
"Okay, no problem, as long as it works!"
Zhiyin nodded generously, though her heart was bleeding. It would take selling 30 bags of potato chips to recoup that cost!
But she knew that iron products were indeed quite expensive; the kitchen knife she bought last time cost her a full ounce! Especially since it was custom-made!
The shopkeeper thought he would have to use a lot of persuasion again, and he had already mentally rehearsed how to convince this stubborn young girl several times. But this time, Zhiyin didn't bargain, which made him feel a little strange for a moment!
Zhiyin had no idea what the shopkeeper was thinking. Instead, he looked at the shop's layout and thought that if he wanted to sell breakfast and lunch, he would need a small food cart!
A stove must be placed under the food cart to keep the food warm at all times, otherwise it will get cold very quickly in the middle of winter.
So she looked at the shopkeeper and asked, "Brother, do you have paper and pen?"
Although the older brother didn't understand, he immediately nodded, "Yes, yes, yes!"
Zhiyin quickly began to recall the general shape and internal structure of the small carts selling soy milk and fried dough sticks in the mornings of modern times.
He then took the paper and pen and began to write and draw furiously.
The blacksmith shopkeeper and Zhihua looked at each other in bewilderment, neither of them knowing what Zhiyin wanted to paint.
However, he did not choose to disturb them, but instead watched with curiosity in silence.
For a moment, the entire blacksmith shop was silent, except for the sound of the pen drawing on paper.
Soon, Zhiyin finished the simple drawing.
In reality, the simplified food cart is very simple, requiring only four wheels, a few iron plates as tabletops and sides, handles, and a place to put the signboard.
She even made a special space for a small stove.
"Hey, shopkeeper, can you make this?"
The shopkeeper had been stunned for a moment, but upon hearing this, he nodded vigorously, "Yes, yes, it's not difficult, but we might have to finish making the shredding knife and peeling knife first!"
"Okay, how much silver?"
The kindred spirit smiled with satisfaction.
The shopkeeper immediately calculated in his mind, and a few seconds later said, "Two taels of silver!"
"Can!"
Zhiyin figured it was about the same price, so he generously handed it over.
"By the way, make them all from copper, not iron!"
The confidant suddenly added, "After all, iron is too heavy. It's a pity that this world only has gold, silver, iron, and copper, not aluminum. Otherwise, using aluminum as a raw material would be the best."
"Alright, in that case, I'll give you a lower price. Copper is cheaper, so I'll give you one and a half taels."
The shopkeeper was taken aback for a moment, but being an honest man, he immediately replied.
"Okay, thank you, brother!"
Seeing that the man was sincere, Zhiyin quickly thanked him.
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