The two first went to the blacksmith shop to get a potato peeler and a potato slicer.
They originally thought the food truck wouldn't be ready until tomorrow, but to their surprise, when they arrived, it was already half-finished and just a little bit more away from being done.
"Wow, shopkeeper, you're fast!"
Zhiyin looked at the busy boss with admiration in her eyes.
The blacksmith, sporting huge dark circles under his eyes, chuckled. "I couldn't resist getting started because it seemed so novel, and I ended up making it all in one go. I was so excited I didn't sleep a wink last night!"
"Haha, you've worked hard, big brother! Keep it up!"
"Brother, how long will it take to finish?"
Zhiyin thought for a moment and then asked, "If it can be done before this afternoon, I'll wait."
"Hmm? It should be ready by noon!"
After thinking for a moment, the elder brother spoke decisively.
"Sure, sure, we'll come back and pick them up together later!"
The hour of Wei (1-3 PM) is still early, so we can wait.
After saying goodbye to the blacksmith, Zhiyin took Zhihua for a stroll around the county town.
I also bought four or five pounds of side dishes such as shredded tofu and shredded kelp, enough for at least two or three days.
Then she brought Zhihua to the bookstore. Seeing Zhihua's stunned expression, Zhiyin smiled and said, "Huahua, is there any book you want to buy? Do you have enough brushes, ink, paper, and inkstone?"
"Okay, let's look at the drawing first."
Zhihua looked at the books with bright, sparkling eyes, her eyes full of joy, touching them curiously and cautiously.
Her previous books were all given to her by her private tutor and were specifically for the imperial examinations. She simply didn't have any extra money to buy other books, so this moment was particularly novel and exciting.
The two wandered around the small bookstore for a long time, but in the end they only spent another ten coins to buy 100 sheets of A3 paper.
After leaving the bookstore, she saw a large group of people gathered outside a stall not far away. Curiosity flashed in her eyes, but she didn't go over. Instead, she stood still and tiptoed to take a look.
It turned out to be another potato chip vendor, which surprised and astonished me. Indeed, the ancients were very clever!
Surprisingly, people have already started following suit so quickly.
However, she only glanced at it briefly before looking away, because the other person's potato slices didn't look crispy at all, were rather thick, and weren't wrapped in lotus leaves like she was willing to use a paper bag.
Not only that, his potato chips smelled slightly burnt and didn't look very appealing or attractive.
Even though the vendor tried his best to hawk the product, and everyone was attracted by its name and low price, not a single person bought it.
"Sister, do you think if there are more people selling these things in the future, they'll steal our business?"
Zhihua tugged at Zhiyin's sleeve and asked with concern.
Zhiyin smiled and patted Zhihua's head. "It's alright, don't be afraid."
Don't be fooled by how simple these potato slices look; they actually require a lot of work to make.
It must be sliced very thinly, and there's a timing trick to frying it. If you take it out too early, it won't be crispy, and if you take it out too late, it will be too bitter.
And it requires a lot of oil, which few people are willing to spend.
Even if all of these are successful, you still need to pack it up to prevent it from leaking air and becoming soft, and you still need to sprinkle chili peppers on it.
In any case, it's unlikely that anyone will be able to make an exact replica in the short term.
But it might happen after a while!
But she didn't plan to sell it for long. She planned to sell the specific method in about ten days and make a profit.
Just as she expected, the next second, when customers finished tasting the vendor's potato chips, almost all of them shook their heads in disgust.
"Pah, pah, pah! Even though it's only five coins a pack, it tastes awful!"
"I've tried the ones sold by that girl next to Qingchuan Academy. They're a bit pricey, but they're thin, crispy, and very fragrant. Yours... tsk tsk tsk..."
"Yes, yes, you really do get what you pay for!"
"It's a pity that the girl closed her stall too early; we arrived too late!"
…
After tasting the food, the guests all started discussing it amongst themselves as they left.
In an instant, there were hardly any people left in front of the vendor's stall.
"Hey, hey, no, come back! Come back! I'll give you an even better price!"
The vendor was furious, but there was nothing he could do.
He could only watch helplessly as those 100-plus bags of potato chips were dumped in his hands.
I was so angry and regretful.
He originally thought he would definitely make some money, since he believed the selling price was quite low.
I never expected that it wouldn't sell at all; it's such a waste of its oil!
The other vendors who witnessed his pitiful state all shook their heads and gave up the idea of following suit.
After all, if they not only fail to make money but also lose money, they'll be devastated!
At this moment, the stall owner seemed to notice Zhiyin's gaze, looked up and looked over. The instant he saw it was her, he glared at her fiercely.
The confidante was speechless. What business was it of hers?
It wasn't her who made him sell potato chips, nor was it her who made him lose money. I'm speechless.
"Let's go, Huahua. We've bought almost everything. Let's go straight to the blacksmith's shop and wait."
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Around 1 p.m., Zhiyin returned home laden with food and peeling tools.
Upon arriving in the village, I saw the villagers' eyes were no different from usual, and they even greeted me with smiles.
Zhiyin immediately understood that it seemed Granny Xu had clarified everything.
She immediately smiled with satisfaction, "Old Mrs. Xu is quite sensible!"
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