Start of the famine: Take the crazy batch of sisters to farm and make a fortune

Chapter 311 Selling Popsicles

Caramel, nowadays the cheapest one is more than [-] Wen. In order to reduce the cost, they use the most inferior candy. The taste of sugar in the popsicle is only slightly neutralizing the acidity of some peach jam. The whole peach Popsicles are all sour. Therefore, one catty of sugar can make thirty popsicles for ten catties of peach water.

According to the price of a popsicle at [-] Wen, a catty of sugar popsicles can earn [-] Wen, which includes firewood, labor, and saltpeter consumption. To put it bluntly, a popsicle with [-] Wen is almost no profit If it weren't for the cooperation of the whole village, and if the people in the village didn't have extremely low profit requirements, this business would basically be impossible!

That's why she dared to say those words in front of the officials!

A business that basically does not ask for anything in return is equal to dedication!

"Uncle, you have tasted it before. I don't need to say more about whether it's delicious or not. If you want this popsicle, you can pick it up. If you don't want it, I'll ask others."

The man had already tasted it, and the gluttons in his mouth had already been aroused. Next, Ding Xuewei kept waving the popsicle in front of his eyes, and it was really hard to refuse.

"Uncle Qiao, the messengers at the gate of the city are still thinking about it, so you take someone to deliver the popsicles first."

During the short time when the man was struggling, she turned her head and said to Boss Qiao, not knowing whether Boss Qiao was doing it on purpose or not, and underestimated: "Be quick, or the popsicles will melt when you return to the government office. Since we said By promoting the method of making popsicles to everyone and letting everyone know the possibility of making ice, we can’t just say nothing.”

The business that the government nods to, if you don't support it, there is always a feeling of disrespect for the government.

The tangled feeling on the man's face disappeared, he reached out and took out the money bag.

"Uncle, bite it one bite at a time, don't talk too much, it will lose the taste if you talk too much."

The man who was enjoying the cool, sour and sweet smell was stunned.

Ding Xue grinned slightly: "It doesn't matter if you like to eat like this."

Whether a man continues or not, it is not true if he does not continue.

"Sister-in-law, would you like a popsicle?" Ding Xue looked at the approaching little woman in a blink of an eye.

The same operation did not sell the popsicle in his hand.

"I can't even taste it."

The little woman was obviously a rambunctious person. After tasting two pieces of crushed ice, she said that she didn't taste the taste and wanted to continue.

Ding Xuewei didn't even want to complain about her vision.

"Sister-in-law, you are seriously ill, go to the pharmacy quickly, and don't wait for a minor illness to become a serious illness."

The little woman was stunned at first, and then she became angry: "What nonsense are you talking about, girl?"

"Sister-in-law, I'm not talking nonsense. Just ask this uncle, he tasted the taste after only one piece. You can't taste the taste after two pieces in a row. It's not that you can't use your tongue. Sister-in-law, I Let me tell you that if you are sick, you should be treated immediately, and you can't delay it, otherwise, the minor illness will become a serious illness." Ding Xuewei looked serious, as if she was really worried about him.

"Heh!" The man on the side snorted lightly, and reminded the little woman when she wanted to make use of the topic: "I advise you to stop making trouble, the ones who left before were to deliver things to the poor man."

You have to be greedy too much, don't want to rely on everyone, don't steal chickens and lose money.

The little woman was obviously a shrewd person. Although she didn't believe her face when she heard what the man said, she acted without hesitation.

She snorted heavily and left.

Ding Xue who was snorted was slightly indifferent.

I couldn't bear to slander: "Fortunately, the first one caught it right, otherwise this Waterloo would be ugly!" '

"Do you understand?" she asked aloud.

Who is she, Ding Xuewei, how could there be the possibility of watching the police.

Accidentally, Dahuo deliberately changed her previous bad behavior.

How to sell when you encounter easy talkers, and what to do when you encounter difficult ones.

"Sell popsicles! Sweet and sour peach-flavored popsicles, peach-flavored popsicles that quench thirst and heat~~"

"Sell popsicles! Sweet and sour peach-flavored popsicles, peach-flavored popsicles that quench thirst and heat~~"

"Sell popsicles! Sweet and sour peach-flavored popsicles, peach-flavored popsicles that quench thirst and heat~~"

The voice of the volunteers was so loud and clear that even Ding Xuewei was startled, let alone the onlookers.

Ding Xuewei was much better than the onlookers who couldn't take it back for a long time. After the momentary feeling of speechlessness, it was the pride of the old heart.

This person, it doesn’t matter if he’s stupid, he’s just afraid that he’ll feel good about himself even if he’s being stupid, and he’ll look down upon someone who teaches him!

"Sell popsicles! Sweet and sour peach-flavored popsicles, peach-flavored popsicles that quench thirst and heat~~"

Ding Xuewei also shouted following the sound.

The man had already eaten half of it, and the surrounding crowd and storekeepers looked at the man and then at the scattered crowd, and yelled: "Oh~ wait~"

If there are two, there are three. The [-] popsicles of Ding Xuewei and the Zhang family were sold out in less than an hour.

At this time, the location was not far from Bazhen Building, Ding Xuewei thought it was still early, and the men could delay for a while, so she asked the Zhang family couple to go back to get the popsicles, while she walked towards Bazhen Building.

Wu Erlang, who was talking about popsicles at the door, somehow felt ashamed the moment he saw Ding Xuewei.

"Hey! Why didn't I see anyone in the building?"

"Ask the neighbor to buy it for you."

"...I still need to buy it, why don't I just come and get it?"

"It's a village business after all."

It's not easy for the villagers, and the price is so unprofitable, it's really unbearable!

As the two came and went, the younger brother who was in the store had already entered the inner courtyard, and when Ding Xuewei walked to the screen door separating the back kitchen and the restaurant in the inner courtyard, shopkeeper Wu had already blown out in a gust of wind.

"Sold out?"

"No, Uncle Zhang and the others go back to pick it up. I'm too lazy to go this way and come here."

"Are you going to help?"

"I have to go before Youshi, and my uncles have to go home."

It's only past four o'clock, and there are still two hours until around six o'clock, so he can just say anything.

While running back and forth was tiring, the men insisted that shopkeeper Wu didn't need to ask about this.

Who can rest assured that children are at home!
"The prescription sent by my son was successful."

"The prescription sent by the previous son?" Ding Xuewei was a little surprised, the previous son did not send the prescription!
Seeing her doubts, shopkeeper Wu explained to her when he brought her into the inner courtyard: "Cream, it was delivered when Chen Qing entered the city the other afternoon. Manager An estimated that it was written by Mr. Yang. Let Master Yang try it himself. Master Tianyang has been tossing it, and it was tested not long ago."

"... Cheese, butter, have you all made?" Ding Xue felt slightly that Laidi, a small shareholder, was about to take off.

What kind of person is shopkeeper Wu, who can't hear the excitement in her words?

She raised her eyebrows, and didn't know whether to say that she was too smart, or that these old fritters were too good at judging people!

"When it rained before, I thought it would be bad to waste it, so I tried to do it."

"Let's go~"

Ding Xuewei grabbed shopkeeper Wu's arm with his backhand.

No matter what the reason was, they experimented with cheese and butter, and it was just a good thing for her.

"Has the cake been developed yet?"

"Several types have been developed."

Ding Xuewei immediately understood the meaning of what he asked before, and the co-author wanted her to taste it.

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(End of this chapter)