Unlimited supplies: Bringing space to the supermarket to keep the right minister

Chapter 161 Occupational fake smile
Once the stewed pork comes out of the pot, not to mention the fragrance ten miles away, there must be something in the two miles.

Sun Fengshou took out a large pot of stewed meat, and Yu Xiaolian yelled at it.

Why is Yu Xiaolian yelling?
Others have never done business, and they are thin-skinned, so I'm sorry.

Yu Xiaolian was the first to bear the brunt, and let go of her voice, "The stewed pork just out of the pan, the fragrant stewed pork, is still hot, come and buy it."

Yu Changhe was holding the scale and was standing next to his daughter, and Zhao Erya was holding the oil paper, waiting for the first customer to come to the door.

This big pot of stewed meat was placed at the door of the store. It was rosy in color and had a tangy aroma. People who walked by couldn't help swallowing when they smelled the aroma.

The meat itself is delicious, and if you marinate it with seasoning, wouldn't it be delicious?
"How much is a catty of braised pork?"

The stewed meat shop welcomed its first customer, an old lady with a basket on her shoulders, who looked like an old lady who was in charge of purchasing in the kitchen of a big mansion.

"Braised pork forty yuan a catty, braised pork ribs forty-five yuan a catty, auntie, what do you want?"

Yu Xiaolian showed a professional smirk, her family owns a supermarket, and she is good at serving such things.

Seeing the aunt on the other side showing hesitation when she heard the price, Yu Xiaolian immediately took a knife, sliced ​​a piece of fat and thin braised pork and handed it over, "Auntie, try it, our braised pork is an exclusive and secret recipe, and it is different from other brands. But it's different, I guarantee you eat this time and think about the next time."

The woman who bought the meat retreated after hearing the price. The pork was only [-] cents a catty, and the ribs were only [-] cents. The woman thought it was not worth it, but when she was about to leave, Yu Xiaolian handed over a piece of meat. Thinking of not eating for nothing, the woman took the meat.

It's incredible to eat this, the meat is salty with a hint of spiciness, and a little sweet, delicious.

"Is this meat cooked with dogwood?"

Yu Xiaolian shook her head with a smile, "No, cornel tastes pungent and bitter, does it taste bitter when you eat it?"

The woman shook her head. She also used cornel to make dishes. The food made by cornel is spicy, but this one is spicy, which is different.

"The taste is good, but it's too expensive. There is no meat on the ribs. How can they be more expensive than meat?"

Modern ribs are generally more expensive than meat, and refined ribs are more expensive, and Yu Xiaolian thinks that ribs are better than meat, so when pricing, they set the price five cents higher than meat. "My ribs have a lot of meat, and the ribs are more flavorful and delicious. Why don't you buy both of them and try them?"

The woman shook her head. The ribs have bones, and they are expensive and not worth the money. "You should give me two catties of stewed pork!"

Yu Xiaolian asked the woman which piece she wanted?Fat or meaty?

The woman pointed to a fat and thin piece, "Just this one, I want it all!"

Zhao Erya stepped forward to wrap the meat in oiled paper, tied it with straw rope, and put it on Yu Changhe's scale for weighing.

"Two catties, eight taels, a total of one hundred yuan, and I will send you two spare ribs to taste. After eating, come here again!" Yu Xiaolian quickly wrapped two spare ribs for the woman, and stuffed them with the stewed meat. woman's basket.

Seeing that Yu Xiaolian gave her two ribs, the woman immediately smiled and said that Yu Xiaolian would do business and she would come next time.

If there is the first customer, there will be the second one, but everyone buys stewed pork instead of ribs, which actually puzzles Yu Xiaolian.

The ribs are so delicious, she would rather spend five cents more, and she has to eat ribs.

If it can't be sold, it's just right, keep it for her family to eat at night.

When the pot of stewed pork was sold out, some people who came to buy meat after smelling the fragrance were unwilling to make a trip in vain when they saw that the stewed pork was gone, so the ribs were also sold.

After Xiao Huzi finished the homework left by his husband, when he came out, he saw that the stewed meat and ribs were gone, and his shoulders suddenly slumped.

It's over, the delicious meat, I didn't catch it.

"It's sold out, if you want to eat, come early tomorrow."

Yu Changhe moved back the shelves and tubs, and closed the stall.

As soon as the family entered the house, Yu Xiaolian dumped the small square basket of copper plates on the table and began to check the money.

A few of the younger ones stretched out their heads and leaned over to help with the investigation. Ten of them were checked, and then they were strung onto the rope Mrs. Sun was holding.

"The total is [-] Wen, after deducting the capital, [-] Wen. We earned [-] Wen for a pot of meat.

And we also set aside some food for ourselves. "

Sun Fengshou said, "I didn't expect this stewed meat to sell so well. Let's stew a few more pots tomorrow so that we can earn more."

Yu Xiaolian looked at Sun Fengshou, "Uncle, you can go to the market to buy meat later, and then you can buy some pig intestines. Boil it before going to bed tonight, and stew it overnight to taste. It will be sold tomorrow morning. We will sell two or three pork intestines a day." Just a pot, don’t get too tired.”

Sun Fengshou waved his hand, why are you tired? Compared with farming and pulling a plow, this is not a job.

Let Yu Xiaolian be busy with the grocery store, and leave her alone for the stewed meat shop.

Little Huzi heard that he had left stewed meat in the kitchen, so he dragged Sanya and Su Jingyue to the backyard. Mrs. Sun was steaming steamed buns in the backyard. When she saw the little grandson running over, she asked him if he finished his homework?Do you understand what Mr. said?
Little Huzi nodded. He knows how to write and memorize.

Seeing several children staring at the stewed meat bowl on the stove, Mrs. Sun swallowed her saliva, then smiled and gave each of the three children a piece of pork ribs.

The three little ones got ribs, but they didn't eat them right away. Instead, they put the ribs together and compared their sizes, and each of them felt that the meat in their hands was the best, so they took a big bite.

"This pork bone is delicious." The little tiger looked satisfied.

"It smells so good..."

Among the three of them, Su Jingyue has the best snacks since childhood. It can be said that he can eat pork and lamb whenever he wants, but he also thinks that the stewed pork ribs are delicious, even better than the lamb chops he ate before.

"I've never eaten such delicious pork bones." Compared to the two boys, Sanya ate much more quietly, taking small bites.

The three little ones finished gnawing the meat on the ribs, and rubbed the bones again until there was no more juice on the bones, so they were willing to throw the bones away.

Little Huzi licked his lips, reminiscing the taste of stewed pork ribs, his family will sell stewed pork every day, doesn't that mean he can eat meat every day in the future?

Xiao Huzi thought it would be great to open a stewed meat shop at home, which would not only help the family earn money, but also satisfy his hunger.

When he goes to the academy tomorrow, he must tell his little friends how delicious his stewed pork is, and ask their parents to bring them to his house to buy.

Yu Xiaolian wrapped the braised pork and spare ribs in oiled paper in three portions, and sent them to the neighbors in person.

In the future, their family will live in Los Angeles permanently, so it is necessary to have a good relationship with the neighbors.

Next to his stewed meat shop is a rice and grain shop. The owner of the shop is an old man, surnamed Sheng, who is about sixty years old.

Shopkeeper Sheng has a kind face. After losing his wife in the early years, he has never married. When he saw Yu Xiaolian coming to deliver braised pork, he thanked him and accepted it with a smile.

Next to the grocery store is a tinware shop, the owner of which is a man in his thirties, surnamed Zhang, named Zhang Zhihe.

A few days ago, Yu Xiaolian ordered a batch of bottles and jars at the ceramic kiln in the eastern suburbs. She asked Zhang Zhihe for the location of the ceramic kiln.

Yu Xiaolian not only ordered large and small porcelain vases and jars, but also ordered some tinware in Zhang Zhihe's shop.

Tin ware has the reputation of "containing lubricity and sweetness, containing wine and alcohol, storing tea without changing color, and artistic flower arrangement for a long time".

Yu Xiaolian ordered some wine utensils and tea pots at the tinware shop.

(End of this chapter)