Chapter 496: Era - The Original Wife Squeezed Away by Her Childhood Sweetheart 10
These things just take up space. After all, they have been used by others and she doesn't want to use them.
Now is the perfect time to sell them now that there is an opportunity.
Chang Yuhua didn't sell these old clothes expensively, just a few cents.
However, clothes like cotton-padded clothes and quilts that are about 80% to 90% new will be a little more expensive, but only about 50 to 80 cents.
You know what, the second-hand clothing market is quite big, and her business is booming.
After selling the old clothes, Chang Yuhua went to several butcher shops and bought 20 kilograms of pork and mutton each.
She had also intended to buy some beef, but unfortunately she didn't.
In this day and age, buying beef is a matter of luck. You can only buy one if someone's cow dies.
Chang Yuhua walked to an empty corner and took out a barbecue grill commonly used in modern food stalls from the space.
It is a long barbecue grill that looks a bit black and gray on the outside and is used to burn charcoal inside.
This kind of barbecue grill can be made nowadays, and it is not particularly conspicuous when used now.
She took out another basket of charcoal, tied it to the back of the bicycle, and then rode home.
As soon as I entered the village, I saw the village chief walking towards the village.
Chang Yuhua took the initiative to get out of the car and greeted: "Uncle Village Chief, did you go out just now?"
The village chief turned around and saw that it was Chang Yuhua. He responded, "Yes, I went out to do something."
His eyes fell on the barbecue grill tied to Chang Yuhua's car, and he asked curiously: "What is this, a pig trough? It looks a bit narrow."
Chang Yuhua laughed heartily at the village chief's words and explained, "Uncle, this is not for feeding pigs.
You know, I just arrived in our village, and I have almost spent all my money on buying a house and purchasing household items.
I was thinking of finding a way to make some money, and this is the tool I need to set up my stall."
The village chief realized that he had made a fool of himself, his face flushed, and he quickly changed the subject: "You are right, you need to find a job.
These days, no one can afford to live off their savings. If you need help, just let me know."
Chang Yuhua smiled and said, "My business hasn't started yet. If the business is good, I will definitely not be polite to you.
I'll go out and test the waters first. If it works, and there are people in our village who are willing to do it, I'll ask them to learn from me. I'm definitely not hiding anything."
The village chief waved his hands repeatedly: "Don't be too honest, kid.
How can you teach your own money-making skills to others? 'Teaching an apprentice will starve the master,' don't you understand? If you can make money, just do it yourself."
Chang Yuhua just wanted to set up a small barbecue stall as a temporary solution and had no intention of doing a big business. With such a big market in Beijing, she couldn't handle it all by herself.
If someone really wants to learn how to barbecue, she is not shy about it and will definitely be happy to teach.
However, the village chief also had good intentions, so Chang Yuhua didn't say much. He said that he would talk about it after the business picked up.
The two talked about other things. When they met other villagers on the way, the village chief would introduce Chang Yuhua to them. In this way, Chang Yuhua became a familiar face in the village along with the village chief.
After returning home, Chang Yuhua first lit the kang, and then began to cook the meat he bought today.
She cut all the meat into small pieces of appropriate size, marinated them with seasonings, and then started to skewer them.
While she was putting on her clothes, she was thinking that there were no vegetables at the moment, otherwise she could make some vegetable skewers, which would be no different from the barbecue stalls in modern night markets.
When she first started stringing the beads, Chang Yuhua was very unskilled. It was not until she had almost finished stringing all the beads that she got into the groove.
When I looked at the time, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.
She was so tired that her back and waist ached. Fortunately, she didn't have to get up early to set up the barbecue stall, otherwise she would have to consider changing her career.
At around ten o'clock the next day, Chang Yuhua came to a crowded street and set up a stall about twenty meters away from a pub.
It’s too close to the pub and I was afraid the owner would be unhappy. This location is just right, allowing the aroma of the skewers to drift over while keeping a certain distance from the pub.
After Chang Yuhua had prepared everything, he took five skewers of pork and mutton and started roasting them.
Soon, the overbearing aroma of barbecue filled the entire street.
In Kyoto, there are many people who love to eat and know how to eat.
Moreover, there are many old and young people from the former Eight Banners hiding in the alleys.
If they want to eat something good, they don't mind spending money at all.
Although grilled skewers are not considered a particularly exquisite food, they are the only ones that can withstand the impact of so many delicious foods in modern times and have occupied the center position in night market stalls for many years.
What's more, Chang Yuhua used all the most famous barbecue ingredients in later generations.
After a while, several people gathered around the barbecue stall.
There was a man in his forties or fifties, holding a wine glass in his hand. It seemed that he was attracted by the smell of barbecue skewers from the pub next door.
He asked, "How much do you sell these skewers of meat?"
Chang Yuhua looked up at him and said with a smile, "Uncle, these skewers come in two varieties: pork and mutton. They're both three cents a skewer. Would you like to try a few first?"
The uncle thought the price was quite affordable.
"Okay, give me five skewers, two pork and three lamb."
"Okay!" Chang Yuhua quickly took the money, handed over the skewers, and took ten more skewers each and put them on the barbecue grill.
The uncle didn't leave either. He stood there, picked up a string and started eating. After chewing it for a few times, his eyes suddenly lit up and he nodded, "hmm...hmm."
After taking a bite, he gave a thumbs up.
"Your cooking skills are amazing! This skewer tastes so authentic.
There are still a few skewers of ripe ones. I'll take some with me. I have two friends over there, so I'll let them try this fresh food too."
Chang Yuhua swiftly gave him the remaining few skewers.
The uncle took the skewers, drank a sip of wine, and said with a look of satisfaction: "Okay, I finally know today that drinking wine must be paired with your meat skewers, which is so delicious!
Bake more, I might not have enough. If my two friends enjoy it later, they might come back to buy more."
Chang Yuhua readily agreed. The uncle took the skewers and ate them as he walked back to the tavern.
He ate with such relish that others around him were envious. Although three cents a skewer was a bit expensive, it was still affordable to buy one to taste the meat.
Chang Yuhua's barbecue stall was gradually surrounded by people.
Most people are attracted by the aroma, and a small number come here because of the recommendations from people who have bought it before.
Anyway, ever since Chang Yuhua set up the stall, she has been busy grilling skewers without stopping.
By around two o'clock in the afternoon, all the skewers were sold out.
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