Escape: I rely on the food exchange system to survive to the extreme

#lightPepperSaltDoublePotato: The favorite of salty carbohydrate heads~#
Today’s dinner at Lao Mei’s house is baked potato pancakes and steamed cassava.

As per the old rules, Mei Qian uploaded the hash browns after making them.

Because potatoes were added and the quantity was large, she couldn't tell even if she passed it around twice.

Because it is a new ingredient, everyone is very excited to eat tonight. In addition to burying their heads in the rice, even Han knows how to comment on it in a few sentences.

"Hmm~ This thing called cassava is really delicious. Although the steamed version has a bland taste, it tastes crunchy and soft, which is quite good. Where does such a good thing come from?"

Han asked curiously.

"Of course I bought it. I heard that it is grown for food in some places in the south."

Mei Qian also didn't expect that cassava already existed in this world.

While eating, Mr. Han pondered and asked, "Can we grow this here?"

“Well, people bring this kind of stuff here from the south and sell it.

It is estimated that this place is not suitable for planting. Otherwise, if it is something that can be used as food, someone will already be concerned about it. "

Mei Qian didn't specialize in crop cultivation, but she had learned about it when watching some food videos before. The climate in Yao Lin was not very suitable for cultivation.

But she couldn't explain it directly, so she could only remind her from the side.

"Yes. In fact, in my opinion, the taste is not as good as taro. Taro is also sold here, and many people buy it."

Mei Erhu also agreed with Mei Qian's words, but after he ate the potato pancakes, he was shaken again: "Well, this pancake is delicious, it's better than steaming it directly!"

"Then I will prepare these pancakes for you and my eldest brother in the next few days, and keep them for you to use as food for the mountains?"

When Mei Qian said this, Mei Erhu and Mei Shitou nodded repeatedly, indicating that this was possible.

After dinner, Mei Qian was called into the house by her grandma again.

She also made a decision about Douhua.

"I saw several breakfast vendors in the town today, but the business was not very good."

Mrs. Mei expressed her observations.

"Well, there are more breakfast places, and people who eat breakfast have more choices. There are so many choices in this town, so how can anyone eat breakfast outside every day? There are only so many people when going to the market."

Mei Qian also nodded. If a breakfast stall selling tofu pudding was set up in the town, Mei Qian would not agree to it because people would get up early every day.

"On the Medicine Buddha's birthday next month, aren't there a few busy days before and after? Even people from Yao Lincheng will go there. The people from Yao Lin are more generous than others in this town!"

What Mrs. Mei said was also what Mei Qian was thinking, and Mei Qian immediately smiled and said, "Yes! Mom, when the time comes we give our own Douhua a good name, and it will definitely become famous instantly!"

"what name?"

Mrs. Mei was quite impatient about some things. Just like what Mei Qian said yesterday as a gimmick, Mei Qian mentioned it again today, so she anxiously asked Mei Qian about naming.

"Just like this bean curd, if we just call it by this name, without saying whether it will be sold or not, we will know that it is related to beans as soon as we hear the name.

If I meet another colleague who knows the goods, at most the Buddha's birthday will be over and the bean curd will be sold elsewhere. "

Mei Qian first talked about the disadvantages of calling Douhua directly.

“Besides, what should we do in conjunction with the place where we set up our stall, Qian’an Temple?

On the birthday of Medicine Buddha, he can eliminate disasters, cure diseases and prolong life. We don’t care how many of the ten people who go there are devout Buddhists, but who doesn’t want to get good luck and be truly blessed by the Medicine Buddha? "

Mei Qian analyzed the psychology of the pilgrims who went to attend the birthday of the Forward Four Medicine Master Buddha, and Mrs. Mei nodded in agreement. So, Mei Qian asked again: "Why are there so many people selling incense at the entrance of the temple? Isn't it because it has something to do with Buddha?"

"Then what you mean is... we and the Buddha..."

Mrs. Mei is an ordinary citizen after all, and she still has a reverence for gods and Buddhas. Could it be that Mei Qian's words mean that she wants to take advantage of the Buddha?

"My dear, this is what we, grandson and grandson, said privately. You must not say this to anyone outside."

Mrs. Mei told Mei Qian not to say such things outside. Mei Qian didn't understand at first, but looking at Mrs. Mei's secretive look, she finally understood what Mrs. Mei meant.

"Milk, I don't think so, I'm just giving an example. For example, didn't Sister-in-law Cui'er say before that this tofu pudding is like that suet-fat jade? We can also be arty and put a 'jade' in it. Monks and Buddhists are just as pure. It’s not good to kill animals, and monks are vegetarians, so we’ll name our food ‘Suyu’.”

"It sounds good! Then call it this!"

"what?"

Just to give an example, Mei Qian thought that she could give her a name that was easy to understand and win the prize, but she didn't expect that she would fall in love with the first example?

"Suyu is so good, the price seems to be a bit expensive!"

Mrs. Mei's eyes were bright. Even if Mei Qian gave her two easy-to-understand auspicious names later, Mrs. Mei would not be happy.

She just thinks this one is good, and Mrs. Mei doesn't like other "healthy milk", "disaster dew", "lucky longevity soup" and so on.

"It's just a few days' worth of money. Naturally, it's better to sell it more expensively, so plain jade is the best. Jade is very expensive!"

Since Mrs. Mei is determined to sell it expensively, she has already decided on a name. Mei Qian doesn't hide it and says, "Since she wants to sell it expensively, the name, packaging, and reputation must be good!"

Mrs. Mei's eyes flashed, and she became serious and asked, "How do you say that?"

"Since you plan to sell expensive milk, our target customers are naturally more willing to spend money than ordinary people, but they are not willing to take advantage of them. They still value certain aspects.

For example, the quality of things, presentation, packaging, etc.

Just take a broken pottery bowl, put it in a bowl of tofu pudding, and sprinkle some brown sugar water on it. Who wouldn't think it was shabby?

Even if it has a nice name, how many people are willing to spend money to buy it? "

Mrs. Mei nodded her head in agreement, but in the blink of an eye she felt a little embarrassed: "But the cost of buying better bowls just to hold the beancurd is too high."

"Yeah, I know. Let dad and the others cut some bamboo and come back. Let's use the bamboo to make some green bamboo bowls. After polishing them carefully, they will look fresh and interesting. This bowl has to be packed with more than a set of bowls. Do you want one?"

"Yes!"

Mrs. Mei nodded repeatedly!

"Also, for example, for the brown sugar water, if we add some red dates, longan, etc. to it and boil it, we don't want to cook a lot, but just a little bit so that it doesn't smell like ordinary brown sugar water. These are added here. , then there can’t be more than two pieces in the bowl?

For another example, if this soup feels expensive and someone wants ordinary brown sugar water, that’s not impossible. We can sprinkle a little osmanthus on top and the aroma will come out. Who else can compare to our carefully crafted brown sugar water? of? Don’t you need more height?
By the way, we can also prepare some small bamboo cards with auspicious words written on them for the guests who eat the tofu pudding, so that the guests who finish eating can take another one.

Anyway, they are all kind words, and when the time comes, I guarantee that people will leave happily after spending their money~"

Mei Qian gave examples one by one, and Mrs. Mei was shocked.

Finally, Mrs. Mei couldn't help but ask: "Did your grandfather give you another dream?"

Mei Qian: "..."

Mei Qian: I rely on my own intelligence.

Mrs. Mei: God must bless me!