Carry the space through the famine years, bring the cubs to become the richest man in the five count

Chapter 12

In the next few days, the choking chili smell came from the kitchen from time to time.

"Cough cough cough..."

The whole family ran out one after another.

Even the little yellow dog was choked and ran out of the yard, whimpering against Xiaobao's legs.

Shen Qingyu announced during dinner: "There will be a big market tomorrow, and I'm going to sell glutinous rice tomorrow."

When everyone heard this, they felt a sense of relief.

It's finally here!

Dabao was worried: "Mom, if you start making glutinous rice, will you have to fry choking peppers every day at home?"

Shen Qingyu laughed dryly: "No, it can be used for a long time after frying once."

A little guilty, but not much.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The glutinous rice is steamed, and various ingredients are prepared, and they are packed in several jars.

Shen Qingyu put them on the cart one by one, and the three little ones got up after hearing the sound, and they were very worried when they saw their mother was busy.

This is business... Can mother do it?

What if you can't sell it?
The whole family watched Shen Qingyu put everything into the donkey cart, Xiao Yunqi couldn't help asking: "In the future, when you go to sell glutinous rice, I will send you in the donkey cart every day?"

We all started with a thousand taels of silver. When did we do such a small business?
Shen Qingyu turned her head and smiled amidst her busy schedule: "No need, I will drive the donkey cart by myself."

She can drive a donkey cart?
People couldn't believe it.

Shen Qingyu raised his whip, but didn't let it fall, looking at everyone in the yard.

Xiao Yunqi pursed his lips and walked to the donkey cart: Sure enough, it still doesn't work, I still have to take it.

But Xiaobao thought that Shen Qingyu was afraid that the donkey would be disobedient, so he taught the thin donkey in a childlike voice: "Xiao Hungry, you have to listen to my mother, you know?"

Skinny donkey: "Ah hungry, hungry!"

Shen Qingyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "There's breakfast in the pot. You listen to your cousin. I'll buy you a pen, ink, paper and inkstone in a while, and you can follow my cousin to learn how to read and write."

The three little ones nodded obediently.

Erbao: "Mom, be careful."

Xiaobao: "Mom, come back early."

Dabao: "It doesn't matter if we can't sell it, we can eat it ourselves. Glutinous rice is delicious."

You are so filial.

Shen Qingyu flicked the whip beautifully: "Let's go..."

The donkey cart rattled away.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

When did she learn to drive a donkey cart?
Is it when you are not at home again?
Xiao Yunqi found that he didn't understand Shen Qingyu more and more.

Walking to a place where no one was around, Shen Qingyu put all kinds of condiments and hot glutinous rice into the warehouse of the space, leaving only an empty bucket on the cart to hide from people's eyes and ears.

Three of the same wooden barrels were placed in the warehouse, and they were full of glutinous rice that added up to two hundred catties.

The town was already bustling.

As soon as Shen Qingyu entered the town, the donkey cart couldn't move anymore.

If you can't walk, set up a stall on the spot.

Shen Qingyu lifted the lid of the wooden barrel directly on the cart, first took out various condiment jars from the wooden barrel (space warehouse), and then put the glutinous rice into the wooden barrel.

The glutinous rice steamed with lard began to exude an attractive aroma.

People who went to the market looked over one after another, swallowing involuntarily.

Shen Qingyu looked at the crowd around him, cleared his throat, and yelled, "Sauerkraut and glutinous rice with minced meat! Ten cents each! It tastes so good..."

Ten cents each?
And minced meat?

A bowl of plain rice noodles costs ten cents!

Many people who went to the market did not have breakfast, and gathered around them one after another.

Standing on the cart, Shen Qingyu had a smile in his eyes, and his chubby face was ruddy and fair, making people feel kind when he looked at it.

"Little lady, do you want to try it?" Shen Qingyu looked at a little girl who had already put her hands on her purse.

The little girl felt close to Shen Qingyu's hearty smiling face, and she couldn't help leaning over: "Okay, give me a taste."

Shen Qingyu picked up a small rice bowl neatly, put a piece of oiled paper in it, put glutinous rice in the oiled paper bowl, put two spoonfuls of rice on it, the bowl was full, and she neatly used a spoon to put minced meat, Sauerkraut foam, crisp chips...

"Little lady, do you eat spicy food?" Shen Qingyu asked with a smile.

"Ah? Eat!" The little lady blushed and replied.

Shen Qingyu added two spoonfuls of glutinous rice to the top again, and finally put a small spoonful of chili oil.

Seeing that the glutinous rice has collapsed, this is a big bowl of rice!
This is more filling than rice noodles.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Shen Qingyu wrapped the glutinous rice with oiled paper, squeezed it tightly, and handed it to the little lady: "Here, your glutinous rice."

The little girl took the glutinous rice, opened the wrapping paper and took a bite. The "creak" sound of the crisps made the eyes of everyone around them brighten!

The next second, the little lady nodded wildly: "It's delicious! It's really delicious..."

There are minced meat, sauerkraut, crisps...you can still be full!

How could the onlookers who saw Shen Qingyu manipulate it with their own eyes be able to bear it?They handed over copper plates one after another.

"Mine! I want one!"

"I want two..."

"My... my..."

Seeing that there were too many people, Shen Qingyu hurriedly reminded: "Come one by one, everyone line up."

Counting money, making glutinous rice, asking if you want chili...

Shen Qingyu seemed to be a money-making machine, repeating simple actions and words over and over again.

The copper plates were put into the special satchel at her waist. Seeing that there were more than 100 copper plates, she put some in the warehouse of the space.

Seeing that the glutinous rice was about to bottom out, Shen Qingyu took out some glutinous rice from the space and put it into the wooden barrel.

After all the people in line in front of him had finished their purchases, Shen Qingyu realized that one of the wooden barrels in the space was already empty, and the wooden barrels on the cart were also half empty.

A bucket of glutinous rice has [-] catties of rice!One and a half barrels of glutinous rice... can sell about [-] servings!
I actually sold more than [-] glutinous rice?
According to a piece of ten Wen, that's more than three taels of silver!

Shen Qingyu couldn't believe it, and counted it carefully, it was really more than two taels of silver!

A catty of glutinous rice costs ten renminbi, and although pork costs [-] renminbi a catty, there is very little in the rice balls. Looking at a tablespoon, half of it is thick soup. When a bucket of glutinous rice is sold out, it only costs more than a catty. pork.

The sour cabbage foam is homemade and worthless.

A bucket and a half of glutinous rice cost less than five hundred renminbi, but sold for more than three taels of silver.

Calculated, the net income is more than two taels of silver!
Profiteering!

Shen Qingyu was full of strength in an instant, and drove the donkey cart to the other side of Hengshui Street.

People who go to the market all go to the nearest town, and if the people on this side eat it, they can go to the other side to sell it.

At the other end, Shen Qingyu was still standing on the cart and shouting!
Everyone gathered together again to watch the excitement.

Shen Qingyu stared at a thin and tall young man: "Brother, do you want to give it a try?"

The young man met Shen Qingyu's hearty smiling face, and nodded as expected: "Come one."

Shen Qingyu did the same, and quickly showed the process of making glutinous rice balls again. Sure enough, everyone was tempted again, and they all paid for it.

After this busy work, he sold another bucket of glutinous rice.

Shen Qingyu looked at the time, it was almost noon, the flow of people gradually dispersed, and many people had already gone back.

That's all, let's go shopping and go home.

Shen Qingyu went to the brush and ink shop, and when she asked the price, she was dumbfounded.

They are all calculated according to the cheapest one, the inkstone costs one tael of silver, the paper costs a hundred cash, the ink stick costs half a tael, and the brush costs a hundred cash...

No wonder there were few scholars in ancient times.

Who can afford this kind of expense for ordinary villagers!

After a moment of hesitation, Shen Qingyu gritted his teeth: "Shopkeeper, give me three sets of this ink, paper and inkstone."

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(End of this chapter)