Portable Space: Reborn Little Couple

Chapter 77 Golden Omurice

In the evening of summer, with a slight cool breeze, people travel together.

This scene was almost the same as what Mo Qianrui remembered when he was young, but after the terrible car accident, and because people gradually lost the habit of taking a walk after meals, Mo Qianrui hadn't had this for too long. felt it.

Glancing at Dad who was cracking eggs seriously, Mo Qianrui suddenly smiled.

Why are you feeling nostalgic again?

She is only ten years old now. This is an age that can't even be called a young girl. She can only be called a little girl.

Since it's just a little girl's film, then don't be nostalgic, let's think about the future.

Mingyue Town is very good, more suitable for her than Luluo Town, so let her career start here!
"Father, remember to collect the money later. An omelet rice costs ten yuan, and an extra egg is charged an extra five yuan. Don't make a mistake. By the way, ours is called golden omelet rice."

This time, what Mo Qianrui was going to make was not omelette, but omelet rice.

The eggs were bought just now, and she bought shallots to increase the taste.The wheat flour was brought from home, all ground from freshly threshed wheat.In addition, she also took two jars of sauce from home, one is sweet sauce and the other is sour sauce.As for the sour jar of sauce, she had just mixed in finely chopped peppers and turned it into a hot and sour sauce.

As for the rice in the middle of the omelette, Mo Qianrui had no choice but to ask Dad to buy a pot of steamed rice from a nearby snack shop.

Naturally, due to the addition of a lot of good ingredients, the price has also risen.

You know, when egg pancakes were sold in Wangjiaji, they were only sold for five renminbi, but now they cost ten renminbi.

The ten cents may seem like a lot of money to most villagers in Yangliu Village, at least they can buy a jar of coarse salt, but the people in Mingyue Town are generally richer, I believe no one will care about it Some money.

"Big girl, don't we yell twice?"

Perhaps it is the characteristic of Mingyue Town, the shops here, especially the food stalls on the street outside, like to yell.It seems that whoever yells loudly, the business must be good.

Mo Qianrui smiled mysteriously after glancing at the prepared ingredients.

"Father, just look at me, I'm sure someone will take the initiative to come over without shouting."

"Ok?"

There was a doubtful expression on Dad's face, not because he didn't believe Mo Qianrui, but because he was thinking, the so-called omelet rice is just adding some rice and some sauces to the omelette, why? Can people take the initiative to come over?This is not a sugar painting with strings of candies, it looks more eye-catching anyway.

Mo Qianrui didn't explain any further, but the movements under his hands were not slow at all.

The Second River where they are located is actually equivalent to a food street.

From the street to the end of the street, every shop has the fragrance of food.In this way, there are advantages and disadvantages.

The benefits are self-evident. It can be said that if the people of Mingyue Town go out to look for food without cooking dinner at home, or eat too early and are hungry and want to eat late at night, this second Sichuan is definitely their first choice. .

The disadvantages are also obvious. Look at the entire street, there are snack shops, small wine shops, pubs, restaurants, inns, pastry shops, etc. Almost every household is open to welcome customers at this point, and the competition is fierce. It goes without saying.

Another disadvantage is that when there are too many foods, the aromas are mixed, which will confuse the diners' sense of smell to a certain extent.

You know, for most people wandering in the food street, the role of the nose will definitely far exceed that of the eyes.

What Mo Qianrui had to do was to choose the most simple and intuitive scent, and coax people over first.

Although the smell of wine is not afraid of deep alleys, she feels that no matter how good the food is, it must be advertised widely.

First scooped a spoonful of batter, she didn't expect anyone to ask for the first omelet rice, so it was purely for the purpose of advertising. Naturally, the omelet was full of weight, spread out big and round, not only sprinkled A lot of chopped green onions, and two small spoonfuls of hot and sour sauce, and then a spoonful of rice on top.

After a while, a golden omelet rice came out of the oven.

"Father, this is yours."

Then took a piece of rough paper and wrapped the omelet rice slightly, and stuffed it to Dad.

At this time, someone had already approached the small stall and asked the price.

Just as Mo Qianrui expected, few people in Mingyue Town would care about the ten cents, at least five cents plus an egg and no one would say anything.Even if they knew that the eggs sold at Caishikou were cheaper, no one would complain about it.Just like no one cares that the food in the small food shop is more expensive than the market.

While Mo Qianrui was cooking omelet rice quickly, she did not forget to remind diners that her stall was called Golden Omurice.

Others and even my father thought that she was fun when she was young, but no one thought that Mo Qianrui had already started to consider brand benefits.

If this really persuaded her parents to move to Mingyue Town in the future, she would definitely not be able to rent a snack shop directly.Therefore, the food stall is undoubtedly her best choice.

But there is no fixed location for food stalls, she came quite early today, and her food stall is not big, so she found a place.But if you want others to remember her, you have to use some brains.

And a somewhat grandstanding name is the easiest way.

No matter in this life or in the previous life, things like gold are very eye-catching. Didn’t you see how popular the local tyrant gold was in the previous life?
What's more, in the future, she can take advantage of the trend and launch the gold series of meals.

What kind of golden cake, golden cake, golden rice bowl...

With all kinds of plans in his mind, Mo Qianrui was still distracted by calculating his income.Her cost is not too much, that is, the eggs, shallots, peppers, and the pot of rice are bought, and of course the condiments are also included, but these condiments will not be used for a while.It is spread evenly on each omelet rice, and it is almost controlled between five and six pennies.

And the ingredients she prepared can make about a hundred omelet rice.Calculated in this way, at least more than 400 Wen can be earned in one night.

Look, this is the profiteering of food stalls. Sometimes even selling tea eggs can earn more than crops.

Therefore, farming has no future!

Mo Qianrui thought of a way to convince his parents. Although this method may not be effective, it will be a good start.

One hundred omelet rice may seem like a lot, but it doesn't take too much effort to actually make it.Anyway, it's not dark yet, and Mo Qianrui's stall has already been closed.There was no way, after all, because of the long distance, she didn't bring much.Of course, there is a lot in the space, but although my father is not careful, he is not so stupid.

After much deliberation, Mo Qianrui decided to stop, after all, the future is long.

After collecting the stall and going back to the inn, Mo Qianrui didn't bother to tidy up the stall, so she dragged her father to start counting the money.

Counting money is really a physical and mental exercise, especially suitable for hooking people's souls away.

However, after counting the money, Mo Qianrui found out that she had miscalculated.It's not that the estimate is too much, but it's too little. I thought that I would sell 1000 omelets for [-] Wen, but in the end I counted [-] and [-] Wen.

Looking at Father's stunned expression, Mo Qianrui felt extremely comfortable.

It doesn't make much difference to her to add one or two hundred Wen, but Dad is obviously shocked.

After thinking about it, Mo Qianrui decided to strike while the iron was hot.

"Father, I see that Mingyue Town is much better than Luluo Town. They are also towns. There are so many people in Mingyue Town, and everyone has money. Just now, there are people who asked me to beat two more eggs." Here, Mo Qianrui also came to a sudden realization, no wonder the income was more than expected, the feeling was because she forgot to count the money for the eggs.

It's easy to wear too much, if you buy eggs at Caishikou, each egg is only three pennies per egg, and she only needs to sell one more to earn two pennies more.Originally, eggs were used to mix with wheat flour, but in the end it turned into simply selling eggs.

Tsk tsk, this one is really good, when she cooks up all kinds of side dishes next time, it would be a good idea to add another one for a penny.

"Girl, did we count wrong? How could there be 270 Wen?"

Mo Qianrui broke out in sweat first, you remember it really clearly, and then quickly comforted him: "Father, it is possible to miscount a few pennies, but the big head must be right."

Hearing what Mo Qianrui said, Father agreed very much.He didn't have much confidence in his ability to count, but even if he miscounted a few pennies, he couldn't count twelve hundred pennies wrong.

This is 1000 two hundred words!

"Our paddy field produces four stones a year, and the grain store in the town only costs [-] yuan a stone for rice."

Mo Qianrui doesn't have a good idea of ​​the measurement units here, but according to Dad's calculation, the annual income per mu of land is [-] cash, which is not a good idea.

"Our family has two acres of paddy fields and ten acres of dry fields, so the production is not too small."

Unexpectedly, Dad smiled wryly and shook his head: "Silly girl, the grain produced per mu is in shell, and we sell it in the grain store to remove the shell. Of course, the grain store also accepts the shell, but it is not the price. Besides, rice itself is expensive. Our rice is eaten by ourselves, and the wheat is sold. The dry land can only be harvested for two stones a year, and the wheat is sold cheaply. Throughout the year, the harvest of ten acres of dry land is only Five or six thousand words."

That is to say, Dad's income from working in the field for a year is the income from setting up a stall for five or six days?

Of course, the income from running a small food stall is not very stable. If it is windy and rainy, there will definitely be few diners to patronize.But the harvest in the field is not necessarily stable, after all, there are droughts, floods and locust plagues.

In the case that neither of them is stable, the former makes more money and saves effort, while the latter makes less money and takes less effort, so the judgment will be judged immediately.

"Wow, doesn't it mean that if we put it here for five or six days, we can earn a year's harvest? Oh, there is no business in rainy days, even if it takes ten days to make a year's harvest .”

Mo Qianrui deliberately pretended to be pleasantly surprised, and put all the pros and cons on the table, so Dad couldn't help but be tempted.

Just like what Mo Qianrui calculated, even if it rains one day and clears up one day, it takes only ten days to earn a year's harvest.Besides, there are not many days when it rains here on weekdays, and it rains only once in ten days.

Father looked up at the pile of iron money piled on the small table, then lowered his head and thought again.

　The timing is wrong. In fact, this chapter is the third update yesterday...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)