Qin Meijuan still looked unconvinced. In her mind, a girl should stay at home to take care of her husband and children, instead of going out into the world to do business.
Su Muyao thought of her newly married aunt, who was usually quiet and respectful to her parents-in-law and took care of her stepson.
She took very good care of her uncle. Everyone has different views, so there's no need for me to argue with her.
Seeing that the little dumpling didn't respond, Qin Meijuan went back to her room.
Su Muyao took out a lot of spice packets from her spatial storage for her grandfather.
Then they put all the pig's head meat, trotters, pig's feet, and pig intestines together, braised them, took them out, and set them aside. They also braised a lot of vegetables.
By the time everything was ready, it was completely dark. Su Muyao estimated that it was around 10 p.m.
"Sweetie, you've got so much! Where are you going to sell it tomorrow?"
"Yes, sweetheart, it's getting a bit hot. If you make so much, won't it spoil tomorrow?"
“Grandpa, Grandma, I have treasures given to me by my master, how could I let these things get damaged? Look.”
With a wave of her hand, the little dumpling vanished from the table.
Old Su hurriedly ran out of the kitchen, only to find that there was no one outside, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
Grandma Su tapped Su Muyao's head and said, "You're the most mischievous one. You never observe things properly beforehand."
"Grandma, I know there's no one outside, hehe."
"Sweetie, are you planning to put any unsold items at the treasure your master gave you?"
Su Muyao said with a proud look, "This tastes the best. I believe it will sell. I plan to sell it at the entrance of the school in town."
Old Man Su strongly disagreed upon hearing this. "My dear child, you probably don't know, but there are only children at the school gate. Where would they get the money to buy this?"
Grandma Su, who was standing to the side, also agreed with what her husband said. Although some of those children might be from wealthy families in the town, how much money could a child possibly have?
“Father, think about it, any family that can afford to send their child to school must not be poor and must be from a town.”
Our food smells so good, it can travel far, and the students will definitely be unable to resist it.”
Su Muyao still believes that money from children and women is always the easiest to earn.
Although Old Man Su wasn't entirely sure, his granddaughter was always clever, so since she had said so, he had to give it a try.
"Sweetie, go to sleep now, we need to get up early tomorrow."
"good"
Su Muyao came out of the kitchen and went to the place where she had arranged for her father to whittle bamboo skewers. Seeing that so many had been whittled, it seemed that there would be enough for him.
I had no dreams that night.
The whole family got up very early in the morning.
Everyone was very excited, as this was the first time in generations of the Su family that they had ever done business.
Early in the morning, Su Muyao took out two large buckets from her space.
Those are braised meats and vegetables that were prepared yesterday, and they're steaming now.
I brought back the green leaves that my dad picked from outside yesterday. These leaves are a bit like lotus leaves, but they are long and very soft, so they can be rolled up.
This was an indispensable packaging method for ancient people selling food. They would put buns or other food items into leaves, roll them up, and tie them with rope, so that they could be given to customers.
However, many people still use oil paper, which is much more expensive, and it's generally not used by vendors selling ordinary snacks.
When it was first brought back, Su Muyao found it quite novel and noticed that it had a faint grassy scent.
After thinking for a moment, I took out a lot of bamboo tubes from my space. I remembered that when I went to the general store to stock up on goods, these were the ones that people used to make desserts and milk tea.
Each bamboo tube is carved with beautiful patterns, some are pandas, some are tigers, and some are other cute little animals.
After Su Muyao agreed on the price, the whole family was in an uproar. "What? Ten coins for one serving? My dear, you probably don't understand how much ten coins is?"
"Yes, goodness, ten coins is enough to buy several big meat buns, while these offal, pig's head meat, and pig's feet are worthless."
After all, pork here only costs a few coins per pound, and offal and trotters are basically given away as scraps.
They originally thought it would cost about two coins per serving, since a serving wasn't much, only about six ounces.
If they really sold it like that, wouldn't they be a shady dealer? Who would buy it then?
"Grandpa, how can you do business without making money? You can't just shout for free; you have to pay for labor and everything else."
Su Muyao didn't think it was expensive, considering how many seasonings were used and how her family had been busy for several hours.
She even complained that it was too cheap, but there was nothing she could do. She was just starting out and didn't even have tables and chairs. People could only take the food away, so she had to sell it cheaply.
Old Man Su was still somewhat hesitant.
"Sweetie, what if this is too expensive and we can't sell it? Can we sell it for a lower price later?"
"You old fool, what unlucky things are you saying? Pui pui pui, if my darling says it can be sold, then it can be sold."
I listen to my sweet baby in everything.
Su Sanlang was extremely excited. If they could all be sold, how much money would he make? His daughter was really amazing.
The thought of how envious the villagers always were of her, saying how lucky they were to have such a blessed daughter, made her a wonderful person.
"Okay, okay, then I'll do whatever you say, sweetie."
Su Muyao said confidently to her father, "Dad, you're not allowed to lower the price when there are more people later."
"It's only ten coins. We can't let the person who bought it pay ten coins, and then have a different price for the next person. That would ruin our own reputation."
Su Erlang, who was standing nearby, said, "Don't worry, with your second uncle here, he definitely won't let your father lower the price."
Su Muyao knows her father very well; he's a man obsessed with money.
If there are many people and he asks for a discount, it wouldn't be good if he tried to sell at a lower price so that others would buy more.
The three brothers, along with Su Muyao, arrived in town in a car they had moved.
Early in the morning, people setting up stalls to sell vegetables began to call out their wares.
When Su Muyao arrived, there weren't many seats left, so she settled on a seat a little further back.
"I'll sell it at the market now, and then go back to the academy gate to sell it again when school lets out at noon."
The stall had just been set up when the person collecting the money came up to it.
Upon seeing him, Su Laosan exclaimed, "Oh, isn't this an old acquaintance?" and quickly went up to greet him.
"Sir, I was just saying I was going to find you. Please try this new dish that we've developed."
These men came over following the aroma, and upon closer inspection, they realized it was the same family that sold fish before. They just wondered what they were selling this time.
"It smells really nice, what is it?"
"Sir, this is homemade braised meat. There are both meat and vegetables. The meat includes pig intestines, pig head meat, and pig feet."
"This vegetarian dish includes potatoes, cabbage, enoki mushrooms, and tofu skin."
Upon hearing that the braised meat was actually pig's head meat, pig's feet, and pig intestines, the group immediately frowned.
The pig's head meat is alright, but the pig's feet and intestines are something only poor people would buy to treat themselves.
And what are those vegetarian dishes, potatoes and enoki mushrooms?
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