Tian Chengcheng went to the market to buy an insulated box, found a piece of clean cotton gauze, and used the box to separate the buns layer by layer to avoid squeezing and deformation, which would affect the beauty.
"Fubao still has more ideas. Looking at it this way, it really seems to be true. Fubao, what's in your head? Why do you have so many crazy ideas?"
Zhaodi looked at the insulated box, then at the plump white soup dumplings inside, and her heart was filled with joy.
These days she has been thinking about what to sell next after the cloth is sold.
It would be great if the buns could be sold. She is not afraid of hard work.
No matter how hard or tiring it is, it is more comfortable than the life at the Tian family before.
She likes city life.
"Food is the most important thing for people. As long as we make good food, we won't have to worry about not being able to sell it! Sister Zhaodi, do you think we can make a fortune?"
"I'm sure you'll make a fortune!" Zhaodi said immediately. After thinking for a moment, she urged Tian Chengcheng, "Fubao, you've been blessed with good words. If you say it's good, it's good. Say it a few more times."
Tian Chengcheng was amused and laughed out loud.
Zhaodi kept urging her to say it several times.
Wang Xiaohong couldn't stand it anymore and said to Zhaodi, "Zhaodi, stop teasing Fubao and be more considerate of her."
"Mom, Fubao is a smart kid, so he won't be bullied. I'll learn from Fubao from now on. No one can bully me. I still have to protect you! I'm strong enough. If that damn old woman dares to cause trouble for us again, I'll beat her up!"
Zhaodi waved his fists angrily.
It has a bit of a teeth-grinding taste.
Thinking of what she had experienced during those years, she felt very uncomfortable and wished she could go back to the time when she was in the Tian family and fight back fiercely.
"Zhao Di, that's your grandmother. Don't fight her. We can avoid her if we can't afford to offend her. If you, a girl, hit your grandmother, her mouth will be so bad that you will ruin her reputation. How will you get married in the future?"
As soon as Wang Xiaohong heard this, she began to persuade Zhaodi.
Zhaodi was unconvinced. "Mom, just don't worry about it. If you don't dare to do anything, just stand back and I'll beat them to a pulp! I don't care about my reputation. I'll accept it even if I can't get married. I'll be with you forever."
Wang Xiaohong looked at Zhaodi and wanted to persuade her.
She is still old-fashioned in her thinking.
When Zhaodi saw that she was about to lecture him, she quickly picked up Tian Chengcheng and said, "Fubao, tell my mom if you get beaten up, do you want to fight back?"
Tian Chengcheng has a saying in her mind: If you can take action, stop nagging.
It's just not appropriate to say.
"If someone strikes first, fighting back is self-defense. Of course, if the other person is knocked to the ground and loses the ability to attack, then don't strike back."
After thinking about it, Tian Chengcheng decided to be rational.
You can't teach other people's children bad things.
"See, Mom, Fubao said so. Some people will become more and more aggressive if you don't confront them!" Zhaodi raised her chin with an expression that said, "Look, I'm right."
Wang Xiaohong opened her mouth, but didn't say anything.
If she were asked to stand there and take a beating without fighting back, she might not be able to do it.
Even a clay Buddha is partly clay, let alone a human being!
"You can't argue with me, hahaha, Mom, that's because what I say makes sense." Zhaodi was very proud.
Finally, a consensus was reached.
Tian Chengcheng was also very pleased with Wang Xiaohong's changes, as she finally stood up for herself.
If a person does not save himself, even gods cannot save him.
This is exactly the situation I'm talking about.
Master Wang came over to take a look and nodded with satisfaction when he saw that the buns looked good. "Such delicious buns will definitely sell well."
He also had a glimmer of hope in his heart.
After all, his shop is so small that it cannot support so many people. This is a settled matter.
We can only let them live in the house.
"Grandpa Wang, these delicious buns you mentioned, how much would you like to buy one?" Tian Chengcheng asked with a smile.
She doesn't know much about current prices, so she still wants to find a "local" to ask.
Master Wang looked at the buns and said with a bit of a pain in his heart, "A steamed bun is five cents, and a bun should be at least twenty cents. Meat is expensive."
"Two cents each, isn't that too expensive?" Wang Xiaohong had no idea.
The buns were delicious, but they were too big. A bun that big was only five cents each. She thought that the buns were about the same price.
"How much do you want to sell it for?"
"One cent, maybe." Wang Xiaohong didn't dare to say too low.
Tian Chengcheng shook her head. "Ten cents, you'll lose money. We used five pounds of meat alone. Pork costs seven dollars and a half per pound. Flour, green onions, seasonings, plus consumables like the ice you bought, plus labor. All together, the cost is at least fifteen dollars. Two cents a bun, and one hundred and eighty buns for thirty-six dollars. With you, Zhaodi, Laidi, and Daya, the four of you work hard all day, and the average income per person isn't much."
Tian Chengcheng did some mental calculations.
Wang Xiaohong's head was buzzing when she heard this. She couldn't remember anything and didn't know how Tian Chengcheng calculated it.
Fortunately, Zhaodi has been helping to sell cloth during this period, and she has a good grasp of the accounting.
"Mom, just listen to Fubao. If she says 20 cents, then it's 20 cents. These buns are not small, and they are so delicious that 20 cents each is worth it!"
Zhaodi stood on Tian Chengcheng's side.
Tian Chengcheng's mouth twitched. She thought Zhaodi could calculate the money, but it turned out to be blind trust.
When it comes to arithmetic, we have to take the time to teach them how to recognize it.
"Let's go." Tian Chengcheng took out ten yuan in change and gave it to Zhaodi. "Sister Zhaodi, be careful. This money is your capital. You have to pay me back after you sell the buns. The rest is your profit."
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